you were in the kitchen around midnight, leaning against the counter while looking at the timer on the oven, waiting for the seconds to count down to zero.

you were cleaning up after yourself, then the oven beeped and you finally had taken out some of the food you had made in the oven.

Setting it on the counter, as you do this, you hear a small yawn and a grumbling noise from the entrance of the kitchen.”it..smells good in here…”

beelzebub mumbled as he walked closer