A Roleplay with Mittens365

New Discoveries/Old Habits

(continuing from Mitten's last response)

The next morning MA was the one to be awake first, he had papers spread across the dining table and was typing away at his computer, a pair of glasses were defying the laws of physics by resting on his noseless face partly concealing the faint bags under his eyes.

N: After an hour or so, Helena wandered in, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes before noticing MA. Having slept for a long while, she was able to wake up before Johann and snuck out of their room and made her way to the few rooms she knew in the mansion.

Seeing MA, she immediately rushed over to the dining table and got onto the seat opposite him, kneeling down on the seat so that she was tall enough to comfortably rest her elbows on the table.

"What are you doing," she asked.

M: MA jumped a little at Helena's interjection, being so engrossed in his work that he had tuned out the outer world.

"Hey sweetie, I'm just doing some work," he said, patting her head, "I'm the leader of the military in this country, so I'm responsible for training the soldiers, making sure that they're in top health, and paying off their student loans, lots of financial stuff when we're not in war."

He picked up his coffee mug to take a drink, but when he brought it to his mouth he realized it was empty.  Needing a break anyway, he shut his laptop and stood from his seat, taking a much needed stretch too.

"You want some breakfast, we have a box of Frosted Flakes that no one has been eating," he offered, "I can't actually remember if you guys have had cereal before."

N: "What is cereal," Helena asked, which essentially confirmed MA's suspicions. She wordlessly followed him into the kitchen, watching him retrieve a box of cereal and prepare a bowl of cereal for her.

Now holding the bowl in her hand, she cautiously set the bowl down on a table and poked at a flake. "Is this soup," she asked.

M: MA opened his mouth to answer, but once again was rendered speechless by the thought-provoking question.

"Uh ... maybe ..." he answered, "I guess it kind of is like cold soup.  I guess you could say it's like little pieces of sugar bread floating in milk, except frosted flakes are made from corn ... just try it, you kids always ask these really deep questions that mess with my brain."

N: Helena hummed as they walked back to the dining room once MA got himself his coffee. Weary of her breakfast, she took a spoonful and tried the cereal, and after a moment she didn't say anything as she just stared at the bowl.

Eventually she took another spoonful, and another, not leaving a single drop of milk and a frosted flake behind. Right when her spoon couldn't get the last bits of cereal, she raised the bowl to her lips and slurped up the rest.

"That was really nice," she smiled goofily as she rested the bowl back down on the dining table.

M: MA smiled and ruffled her hair again, sitting back down with his fresh cup of coffee and continued to work, letting her watch him from time to time.

N: After a couple hours, Johann appeared with a mug of coffee in hand, and he smiled at the sight of Helena watching MA work. "So this is where you've been camping out," he spoke.

"Yeah," Helena nodded, then she eyed her father's drink as he set it down on the table, "what is that? Can I try it?"

"You can't trick me, you little rascal," Johann smirked, moving his coffee away from his daughter, "I know you were fully aware of what coffee can do."