artisticrainey Messages: 1228 Registered: July 2012 Location: Northern Ireland
Karma:
Field Commander Switzerland
Tuesday 10th April 2068 Tracy Island.. 8am
Christopher whistled as he emptied the contents of his saucepan on the plate.
Asterix purred and wound himself around his legs.
"You don't know how long I've waited to have another one of these", he smiled at the cat, "a full English!"
Putting the plate on the table, which was already laid with cutlery and condiments like HP Sauce and Heinz Tomato Ketchup, he sorted Asterix's breakfast out next.
Sitting down, he picked up the knife and fork and attacked the feast in front of him.
"I've got a good feeling about today", he said as he stroked Asterix's head. The little cat was now sitting on the table, cleaning himself.
"Maybe I can try with Tin-Tin again", he looked Asterix in the eye, "but not before I pack you off to be looked after by Dom and Josh or Kyrano".
He tickled the cat's chin, "I don't want interruptions next time."
"Mrrow", Asterix licked his master's face.
He was about to plunge his knife into a big fat sausage, when the alarm sounded, the IR alarm.
Asterix looked at Christopher.
"Maybe I spoke too soon." Christopher got up from the table and got two slices of bread then put the remains of his breakfast between them.
Checking that he had remembered to open the balcony door he headed out of the flat, egg yolk dripping out of the butty.
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