Plank Sinatra
Yukiko Abe
Yukiko rolled over and looked at her buzzing alarm clock with a pout. She lazily slapped the top of the clock barely hitting the end alarm button and rolling onto her back and absent-mindedly pushing the hair out of her face. She sat up and glanced around her room, quickly picking out the glasses she didn’t need and the jeans she absolutely did. Her cold feet gently tread across the colder hard wood flooring making her way to the kitchen. Her hands acted on muscle memory, starting a pot of coffee and placing a pot underneath the machine as it went to work.
She bent down in order to pick a pan neatly out of the cupboard, making sure not to wake Maggie or Stef with the clatter of the pan. She quickly leaned to her right turning the bottom right stove up to seven out of ten. She placed the pan on the stove and grabbed a knife from the drawer with her other hand she slid the stick of butter that was on the counter and sliced some off letting it slide onto the quickly heating frying pan. After gently placing the knife in the sink she retrieved four eggs from their carton in the fridge. Expertly, she cracked each one, two at a time, and let their yolk simmer in the pan.
She also grabbed some bread and placed it into the toaster while waiting for the eggs to cook, when she was waiting for those to finish she retrieved a small glass and poured some orange juice into it, no pulp. Finally finishing creating the meal, she scraped the eggs onto a plate, retrieved the golden brown toast and the glass of orange juice and placed them on a small ‘breakfast in bed’ tray. She made her way over to the door leading to Stef’s room and gently knocked, waiting for a response. When she didn’t get one she gently opened the door and let herself in when she saw the young girl still calmly sleeping.
Yuki stood in the doorway for a moment, a warm smile materializing on her face as she quickly but silently made her way to Stef’s bedside placing the breakfast platter by her bed and glanced over to her own alarm clock. She grinned and set Stef’s alarm back another five minutes – just to make sure that she got her sleep. She pulled Stef’s blankets up to meet her and make sure she was warm and comfortable. Yuki quickly left Stef’s room and silently closed her door before running off into the shower.
Ready for her day, finally she took a seat on the couch in her living room and decided she’d wait for Stef this morning, they could walk to work together. She flicked on the news and-
A video named ‘Helsing’ has been posted to YouTube has taken responsibility for the death of Nick Bloodfang. Using wide reaching statements stating that werewolves are killers, vampires are-
“Fucking pricks.” Yuki cursed under her breath glancing back at Stef’s door. Racism never changed, they just found a new target.
