Pots and pans clattered to the ground and three voices sounded.
“Shit,” the first said, loudly picking them back up. The kettle on the stove began to boil as a timer went off. The oven was flung open and cursing from the heat erupted.
Hot pans of sizzling food, burnt to a crisp, landed on the counter with a thump.
“Hot pans on the counter, no!” Shouted the second voice. Scrambling for oven mitts ...