Novel & Cerita Breakfast Puns

Breakfast. I walked to the kitchen and looked around thinking what should I make today? A majestic breakfast including Bacon Pancakes with scrambled eggs and Butter and sugar on the side with Fried bacon and sausage or should I go with Breakfast taco having egg along with meat and cheese? I looked at the time. It's 7 am. I think it's better to go with the second one. I made breakfast taco quickly and ate it and got ready for the office.

"Now all that is out of the way, come and have your breakfast, you're skipping meals again" I watched him with my mouth parted open as he unwrapped an entire package that was enough to feed at least three people! Sausages, scrambled eggs with bacon, toasted bread with cheese, waffles with whipped cream... the whole breakfast mantra! And a pipping hot Mocha to top it off. When he finished unwrapping, he stood erect when he noticed I was still on my seat. A soft frown knitting his eyebrows as his glasses slightly fell on his nose, giving him that cute nerdy look.

I said the last part sadly . " Ma, have you not had breakfast this morning?", One of the maids asked me looking concerned, which really touched me that I didn't trust myself to speak as I shook my head in response, the maid quickly brought me a chair. As I sat down and one other maid joined her to help me prepare break fast , I ate scrambled eggs with three pieces of toasted bread which was amazing , " thank you I am so full right now " I said everyone laughed at my mimic act after eating .

He chuckled softly as he looked at the menu. "I'll get my usual breakfast." I glanced at his cousins. Wasn't he embarrassed in front of them? I almost choked when I looked at the two of them and saw them both grimacing at Pierce. "Seems like Pierce had a weird breakfast. That’s so cheesy, so early in the morning," one of them said, looking at me. I smiled nervously. He smiled back.

Scoffed and then looked around, “Me?” “No not you.” I shook my head, “Your twin. I’m talking to your twin right now.” His eyebrow squinted, then a chuckle. An amused chuckle. “Funny girl.” “What? Funny- I’m not joking right now.” “Alright.” he lifted his hands, “You’re not funny, I hear you. But have you had breakfast?” “Well no,” I started to say, “You haven’t, then good! Eat.” he turned away, I rolled my eyes.

She replied, glaring. "If you say so then." "If I say so?! I made breakfast myself this morning." "Really? What did you have for breakfast?" He questioned, smirking. "Pancakes, fried eggs, and striped bacon." She replied, smirking back at him. "Soft work." He teased. "You...!" She twisted her mouth, shutting it up with a groan. Even if it wasn't a huge meal or a delicacy, she still made and ate it. And it was a decent breakfast, even though the fried eggs weren't well-seasoned.

Do you need jam with those? “Jam? That’s what we are having for breakfast? Raw half-toasts, caviar toothpaste and jam all over it?” “And waffles after that,” he smiles. I want to scream in frustration. I am a bacon and eggs girl but what I am looking at here is some lame ass lightweight breakfast. I dread to think what dinner will be. Boiled water and raw salt. “You don’t seem impressed.” “That’s cause I am not.” “Americans. Bacon, eggs and cholesterol, right?”

Also, he had a huge family so he used to always have breakfast with them. But at that time, the word breakfast brought me the memories of this morning. If these two asses sitting in front of me heard that I was feeding her this morning they would have killed me with their teasing and cocky remarks. I couldn’t tell them unless I know what the f**k I was doing these days.

I feel as if I've not eaten for a week and by the way my guys are eating I'd say they feel the same. “I’d kill for a full English right now,” I groan at the thought. “What's that?” Theo asks. “It's the breakfast of champions. Bacon, eggs, sausages, mushrooms, baked beans and toast is my standard,” “Meat for breakfast?” Dot wrinkles her nose. “Don’t knock it until you've tried it,” I laugh. “I’m in,” Luke says excitedly. “Looks like we need to go on a shopping trip soon then so I can cook us a human delicacy,” I grin at him and he nods.

Ignoring Lorenzo becomes surprisingly easy once I finally turn my attention to what’s sitting in front of me. And holy shit. Breakfast might be the one thing capable of distracting me from the irritating man across the table. The aroma hits my nose before I even have time to take everything in. Smoked salmon and roasted potatoes. Scrambled eggs and avocado toast. Eggs Benedict. Freshly made waffles and pancakes. You dream it, it’s here.