Iris: *ransacking Ken's fridge* Where is the lemon pudding?

Ken: *reproachfully* Iris!

Iris: *turns into an egg*

Ken: What the heck?

Iris: *in egg form*

Ken: Yolks on you, Iris! *steps on her in her egg form*

Iris: *still in egg form, and now a yolky mess on the kitchen floor*

Ken: Feels like I am walking on eggshells! *goes to the tub to rinse his feet off*

This story was written on Wednesday, June 7th, 2023.

A/N Iris is now an egg! She could be breakfast with some bacon! 😅😅😅😅 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.