Josh Diazâs Combustible Kitchen (a.k.a. B is for Breakfast)
Josh was making breakfast when the toaster exploded. Theoâs counter was currently loitered with tons of ingredients. Cracked eggshells, bread, different fruits, syrup, butter, jam, flour, sugar, sausage, and open case of bacon, and a pitcher of milk. Josh was sweating slightly from the heat of the stove and the oven, and there was flour all over his shirt.
He was placing a tray of bacon in the oven when Corey entered the kitchen in his pajamas. âMorning Josh.â He walked to where Josh was standing and peered into the bowl he was using for the pancake batter. Corey gasped. âBlueberry, my favorite.â
Josh smiled. He liked to see Corey happy. He was too sweet to be upset all the time and given their situation, he didnât mind doing small things to keep a smile on the boyâs face. âYup. And I have some bacon in the oven, eggs waiting to be scrambled, and Iâm about to put on the toast.â
Josh grabbed two slices of bread and placed them in the slots. He plugged the toasterâs cord into the outlet and pulled the lever down. The minute his hand started to push it, the toaster exploded. It emitted a buzzing sound and then there was a large white spark that knocked him to the ground. Josh covered his face with his hands as he fell, hoping that nothing would hit his face. Josh felt Corey fall on top of him with a small âoof!â Josh felt his teeth sharpen and grow into fangs (he guessed it was the electricity even though he hadnât put the cord in his mouth) but willed them to go way. He heard the patter of footsteps make their way to the kitchen.
âWhat the hell is this?â Josh rose from the floor to see Theo standing over him with his arms crossed and a glare over his face.
âUmâŚâ
âCorey!â Theo snapped. âGet up,â he demanded, stomping his foot onto a seemingly empty tile. The tile seemed to flicker for a moment before Corey appeared.
âHey Theo,â he said weakly.
âJosh?â Hayden and Tracy came running down the stairs to see what was going on.
âWhat was that huge noise we heard?â Tracy asked as she walked inside. âOh my gosh.â
She and Hayden and horrified expressions on their faces. He looked at Corey. Coreyâs mouth was wide open and he looked like he just wanted to camouflage with the floor again.
Josh finally took a good look around. The outer layer of the toaster had shattered into several pieces and they were all in different places of the room. One was stuck in the door of a cabinet, and another was lying in the sink. The bread was on fire as well as the remains of the toaster. The explosion had clearly disrupted some of the other things on the table: The pitcher of milk was shattered and milk was dripping onto the floor, the bags of sugar and flour had burst, causing white powder to cover anything in its vicinity. Oh goodness, he thought.
âJosh was trying to make toast,â Corey explained.
Theo raised an eyebrow at Josh. âWhy are you making breakfast?â
Because thatâs what normal kids do on a Saturday morning when theyâre hungry. Because we need something more than a granola bar to get us through the day. Because my mom and dad always made sure we ate breakfast as family, he wanted to say. Josh shrugged.âI was hungry and I figured everyone else would be too.â
âSo you decided to blow up my toaster and make a gigantic mess?â Theo asked, his voice slightly louder.
âI-â I just wanted to do something nice. Â âI just wanted to do something nice.â
Theo scoffed. âNice? You mean normal.â
Josh tried not to show his surprise. âTheo, I mean nice. I just wanted all of us to have-â
âNext time you decide to do something to make yourself feel normal, try to make it a less messy activity. Try reading. Well, if you know how. Now clean this up, all of you.â And with that Theo turned around and went back upstairs.
An awkward silence fell over the four of them before Josh walked over to the flaming toaster. He picked up a piece, blackened and burnt, then blew on it. âSo,â he said. âIâm guessing no one wants toast?














