Title:           Breakfast 16 - Peanut Butter Crunch
Author:          BreakfastAnon
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/tPW8RB2y
First Edit:      Sunday 21st of December 2014 02:41:31 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 21st of December 2014 02:54:08 PM CDT

>Your food is definitely disappearing.
>Unfortunately, you have no clue how.
>You checked while clean. You checked for even the slightest sign someone or something besides you and your moth-mate have been in this house.
>Nothing.
>Either there are high level ninjas going through your home, or...
>Or... uh...
>That's pretty much your only conclusion.
>You're a medium level ninja, so it's not out of the realm of possibility.
>Ninjas going around eating your cereal.
>Jerks.
>Ninjas must be jerks in Equestria, because no one should ever steal anyone else's food.
>That's just low.
>... Unless it's for good reason.
>You're not getting into this debate inside your head.
>Not now, at least.
>There's a moth staring you down.
>So you continue eating your Peanut Butter Crunch.
>The only trace of the phrase "Crunchatize me Cap'n!" comes from the advertisements on the side of the box, but that does make you cry.
>Yet.
>You let out a sigh as you finish the cereal.
>You don't turn to face her when you pass the bowl to her.
>You can't look at her.
>Not after five pairs of your boxers went missing last night.
>And you know that wasn't the ninjas, because she accidently woke you up ever time she changed into a new pair.
>You searched for them. They're all hidden very well.
>There's also a really weird smell in your bedroom. It was faint when you vacuumed, but now it's unavoidable.
>The smell is bad, but also... good?
>You can't quite identify it, but something about it makes you like it. The smell itself is bad, but it makes you... feel good?
>Things are difficult to understand sometimes.
>You hear the sounds of her finishing the milk.
>Slurping air, bowl being put back on the table, her refreshed sigh...
>It's time.
>You turn back to put the things away, and out of the corner of your eye, you see a content moth.
>Aw...
>Now if only she'd tell you what she did with all of your boxers.
>... Or just give them back.
>You just want them back.