Two steps forward, two steps back (Felicia)

"Fine, keep the d'asted coffee" Rocket muttered and hopped down from the couch, grabbing his box of noodles on the way. He wasn't about to fight to get it back as a piping hot 'shower' wasn't the next thing he wanted to do today.

Wandering back into the kitchen, he checked out what was on offer then came away from the refrigeration unit with three slices of bacon and two eggs. Climbing onto a kitchen stool, he placed them on the counter. Pausing to pour himself some more coffee and sipping at it while he cooked. The raccoon then headed over to the oven and fished out the lone frying pan before locating some cooking oil, pushing the kitchen stool over and getting to work.

Switching his attention to his next task, Rocket hunted down a small amount of sun-dried tomatoes and a bag of grated cheese, herbs, salt, pepper and butter. He then put the ingredients to one side before getting out a clean frying pan and spatula, a glass bowl and a whisk.

Starting with cracking the eggs into the glass bowl, he added a pinch of salt, pepper then some herbs and beat the mix well with the whisk. After a moment or two of that, the raccoon put it to one side then prepared the frying pan, pouring a bit of oil into it and putting it on a low heat so it could get hot enough and also threw in a small knob of butter.

Quickly ripping the bacon and sun-dried tomatoes into small bits then dropping them into the mix, he kept glancing at the frying pan. Seeing that the butter had melted and was bubbling, Rocket moved to tip the mix into the frying pan and moved it evenly around the pan. When the omelette looked like it was firming up but still had a little raw egg visible on the top, he sprinkled the cheese over it and let it cook for a bit longer.

When it smelt like it was ready, he used the spatula to ease around the edges of the omelette then carefully folded it over in half. When it started to turn a golden brown underneath, the raccoon removed the pan from the heat, turned the oven off and slid the omelette on to a plate. Dumping the noodles next to it and carrying it in one hand as he slid down a leg of the stool, he pushed it away from the oven and carried the plate out to the coffee table.

"Not until I had me some coffee, and it's somethin' I had to learn fast as Groot didn't eat the same things as me and out of personal preference" the raccoon replied as he glanced over his shoulder. He had come to realize that more humanoid lifeforms cooked their food and he had started to teach himself to do the same if just to prove to himself that he wasn't a mere animal. As he had finished the omelette, he gave his house-mate a toothy smirk and retorted with some amusement "You watch too much of that Star Trek garbage. We have places where we pay to eat and drink up there, and have to cook for ourselves as well sometimes"

Once he had finished and left the kitchen, the raccoon climbed onto the couch and frowned as he sat on something hard and the television came on then he reached down to pull the remote control free. His gaze was drawn to what was showing on the screen - some blonde woman was fighting someone with a weird-looking face then she knocked him off his feet and stabbed him with a wooden spike before he exploded into dust. Hitting a button, he then glanced up at the television which was showing a woman with a large gash on her chest seemingly stuck to the ceiling of a baby's nursery had the area around her erupt into flames even as an man grabbed the infant from the cot and ran to give the baby to a little boy.

"The CW's doin' Supernatural re-runs, I see" He switched the television off for the moment then placed the remote control on the coffee table, swapping it for the plate holding his breakfast omelette and began to tuck in. Taking sips of his second cup of coffee, he glanced at Felicia and added "You grabbing somethin' to eat yourself?"