Your Majesty was impatient and unamused with Luke's slowness, uncaring that this wasnt his house nor his kitchen. She meowed impatiently beside her bowl, which happened to be a fancy glass crystal dish, with an automatic porcelain fountain beside it. Luke would find her cans of premium wet cat food in a low cabinet, the flavors ridiculously gourmet like steak tartar and smoked wild salmon. She was truly spoiled royalty.<br/><br/>When Luke finally presented her breakfast, she flicked her tail at him in condemnation and then began to eat.<br/><br/>The rest of Eddy's food stuffs were a strange mix. Some of the cabinets had exceptional healthy things, flax seed and chia seed and great many other seeds, organic granola and oatmeal, coconut oil and grape seed oil, whey powder, acai berries, an assortment of exotic teas, vegetable chips and dehydrated kale. A whole shelf of vitamin supplements. Another shelf full of nothing but coffee.<br/><br/>Other cabinets had a bag of cheetos, fruity pebbles, snicker bars, oreo cookies, ramen noodles and canned chili, dry pasta and spaghetti sauce in jars. It was as if two separate people did the shopping, a health nut exclusive to Whole Foods, the other a teenager with unlimited access to a 7-11.<br/><br/>The fridge at least was filled with all the essentials, eggs and milk and bread (whole grain, high fiber), with plenty of leafy vegetables and bright colored fruit. Luke would notice that the majority of the meat products were substituted with vegetarian/vegan alternatives, completely untouched and unopened. But there was a nearly empty packet of bacon, hickory smoked and thickly sliced, tucked away in the far back.<br/><br/>Eddy slept through Luke cooking completely, but someone else had arrived.<br/><br/>Luke would hear the front door open and the clip of high heels heading up the stairs.<br/><br/>"Eddy?!" A woman's voice called out, shocked. He was never up this early. "Eddy, you better not be frying up bacon, you high-cholesterol having bastard!"<br/><br/>Suddenly a woman appeared, exceptionally short with dark brown skin and a riot of lavender colored curls tumbling around her face and shoulders. She was dressed quite fashionably, in frighteningly high high heeled boots, bright red skin tight pants and a black crop top studded with silver beads. She had a tote bag full of fresh groceries slung over her shoulder, a cup of coffee in one hand and a set of keys to the front door in the other.<br/><br/>She stopped in her tracks when she saw a skinny twink in the kitchen, wearing Eddy's clothes and cooking a breakfast he wasnt allowed to have.<br/><br/>"....who the fuck is you?"