Popping into the kitchen had never been that difficult of a task before. Even when he was a kid (not just stuck inside the body of one), he could remember way back when he would appear down there without anybody being the wiser. And yet, this time, as he had been in the living area, focusing more on and more on teleporting, he felt something was off—perhaps a miscalculation, even though he regarded those as being more of a time travel threat. Still, he ended up in the kitchen nonetheless, eager to find something to eat around here. For as many people that seemed to be living around there these days, there sure wasn’t much in terms of available food. Upon hearing something behind him however, he realized he must’ve popped in on a sibling or two with the same idea, though he was sourly mistaken as he turned to briefly catch a glimpse of himself. “Jesus, how the hell is this happening?”
@ncmberfive | five & five
