I woke up to a loud boom and the smell of something burning.
I ran out to the kitchen to see Tango standing in the middle of the kitchen with who knows what all over the place...
"Is everything alright tango?" I asked.
"Yes SB. Everything's fine... I'm making pancakes." He responded
"Oh really? I didn't think pancakes explode or destroy kitchens..." I questioned.
...
He poured more batter in the pan... and the pan exploded.
"How the heck did you manage that?" I exclaimed.
"That's a good question"
"Ok then... I guess I leave you to make 'pancakes'" I said leaving the room.

I pulled out my communicator and started a private chat with Impulse and Zedaph...
<SharkBait> hey uhhh Tango is cooking pancakes you guys should come over...
<ImpulseSV> oh no...
<Zedaph> one question SB has he managed to blow anything up in the process?
<SharkBait> how did you know?
<Zedaph> just a hunch
<ImpulseSV> I'm on my way!
<ImpulseSV> I want to watch this train-wreck. Tango cooking never fails to entertain.
<Zedaph> I'm on my way too!

I laughed at my antics.
After a few minutes Impulse and Zedaph arrived.
"Good Morning SB!" Zedaph greeted.
"Mornin, he's over there in the kitchen... he swears he has everything under control." I chuckled.
"Tango did you try cooking again?" Impulse asked making his presence to tango known.
"Impy ive got this under con..." he was interrupted by another explosion.
"Mmhhh" Impulse sighed.

"So Zedaph, what does Impulse mean by again? Has this happened before?" I asked
"Well you see every time Tango cook anything, it explodes... one time Impulse tried teaching him how to make chicken nuggets in the microwave... but even that exploded."
"Are you serious! If so that's amazing! I never new someone could mess up that bad somehow!" I laughed.
"And when it doesn't explode it usually tastes burnt... or is just overall disgusting."
"Oh Boy..."
"TANGO GET OUT OF THE KITCHEN! YOUR CLEARLY CURSED AND SHOULD NOT COOK!" We Heard Impulse yell.
"But Impy... it's not that bad." Tango said innocently.
"Hey Tango if you clean this mess up, I'll handle breakfast don't worry." I smiled.
"Uhhh you know how to cook?" The three asked.
"Yes my grandpa taught me while I was growing up... he used to work in big fancy restaurants as head chef. He taught me how to make all sorts of goodies." I said smiling at all the memories of my grandpa and I cooking.
I just received blank stares from them.
"Well if you clean up this mess I'll show you."
"Alrighty then." Tango responded defeated.

I went back to my room, to search for a small little box I inherited from my grandpa, I kept it on me at all times because my brothers and sisters were awful. In this box was all his recipes. I looked through it and found what I was looking for. His cinnamon roll recipe.

I walked back to the kitchen to find it all clean and ready for me to start baking.

I gathered all the ingredients I needed and started making the dough.

The three just stared at me with their jaws dropped.

I decided to make a double batch so there would be enough for every hermit.
After placing them in the oven I pulled out my communicator

<SharkBait> hey y'all I'm making everybody breakfast come to Toon Towers. :)
<XisumaVoid> Alrighty then.
<Grian> can't wait
<Docm77> I'll be there
<Zombiecleo> sounds good
<Iskall85> oooh
<Stressmonster101> aww thanks
<GoodTimesWithScar> ok
....

While the rolls were in the oven, I got to work on the icing.

"Oh my word that smells amazing!" Zedaph Exclaimed.
"Thanks."

It was time to pull the cinnamon rolls from the oven.
After letting them sit for a few minutes I poured the icing on top of them.

Everybody arrived and were outside, so I brought the cinnamon rolls out side.
Tango, Zedaph, and Impulse followed.
I gave everybody their cinnamon roll.

"Scar you can't eat that, that's cannibalism!" A person in what looked to be a pharaoh costume said.
"Huh? ....... oh..." scar responded.
"Hey SB where did you learn how to cook like this?" A few different hermits said at about the same time.
"My grandpa taught me!" I said smiling happily that they were enjoying the cinnamon rolls.
"SB these are amazing!" Grian announced, Everybody nodded in agreement.
"Thanks glad you like it!"

"This is much mich better than Tangos cooking!! Sorry tango..." Zedaph exclaimed.
"Eh fair enough. I'm a disaster in the kitchen." Tango said.
I chuckled realizing that Joe was right we are one dysfunctional family.

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SharkBait.