As soon she she finished cleaning up a bit, she checked to see that the potatos were ready. She grabbed the strainer bowl and drained the pot. Once that was done, she put the potatos back in the pot and on the stove. She grabbed the masher and was about to mash the potatos.
Dan vaguely saw the light as the pot was opened. Next thing he knew, he was tumbling into the strainer as the water was drained. All around him, he was buried amongst the other potatos. Then had another dizzying experience as he and the other potatos were flipped back into the pot. He was on top and could see his sister hovering over him with the masher. The torment was not over.
Kat started mashing and mixing the potatos. Once smooth, she poured milk-butter she had madr earlier into the pot. She was getting more hungry as she saw her meal almost ready. She mixed it all together and seasoned it with more salt and pepper. She almost forgot what her main ingredient was. Almost.
Dan thought he couldnt scream in pain anymore. He was wrong. As the masher torn ito his very being with no remorse. Dan was torn over and over again, mixing with the other potatos. Then hot liquid was poured ontop to add even more pain. All dan could think of was the pain.
Kat opened up her mental connection to her brother and could hear the resigned tears and cries of pain. She grinned to herself as it was a special extra to add to the delicious of her meal. She quickly grabbed a bowl and scooped up some mash potatos to serve herself and dug him. It was perfect. Every bite, she could hear Dan distress as he processed what she was doing. She enjoyed every bite. She starts planning what else to do to her brother next.