Regal Arts

First Family Breakfast

I get up and make Roland some Mikey Mouse shaped pancakes and me and Robin normal ones. I set the table with a bowl filled with strawberries, a can of whipped cream, a gogurt for roland, two plates, and silverware. I flip the pancakes on to a plate and put them in the middle of the table as well, except for Roland's, I put his on a separate plate and place it where he usually sits. "Breakfast!" I yell, and Roland comes running to the table and climbing on to his chair. I giggle at how he struggles to get up his body flopped over the chair, squirming like a worm to get on top. I rush to his side and place him on his chair.

"Be right their milady!" I hear Robin call from the bedroom. I laugh as I remember him begging me not to get out of bed.

"Here ya go bud!" I say to Roland. I then draw a face on his pancake for him. I put a dollop of whip cream in the middle of the face with a strawberry on top to be the nose, two dollops for the eyes, and I make an outline of a smile for the mouth. I then hear Robins footsteps. He's rushing in, shirtless, in just his jeans and socks. I can't help but stare for a moment before returning to my consciousness.

"Look at what mommy made for me daddy!" Roland shouts pointing to his pancake. My breath hitches at the new name Roland has given me.

"Wow bud that's so cool!" I hear Robin shout back humoring his son. As I walk to the fridge to get the milk. I feel Robin wrap his arms around my waist.

"Robin..." I start

"Yes milady"

"Go-go put on a shirt honey." I barely get out my sentence due to Robin kissing my neck.

"Why, you don't like my new look?" He patronizes

"I love it but I can't focus with you running around shirtless."

He chuckles softly and I feel his breath against my neck. "Ok sorry for distracting you" I roll my eyes at him. He totally did that on purpose just so he could laugh at how I can't focus around him.

I sit down at the table, squirting some whip cream on to my plate. "How do you like your pancakes bud?"

"It's deeeeelicious!" He says back while rubbing his tummy. I giggle at him "you are just the cutest thing." Robin then comes back in, with a shirt on, and sits at the table across from me. I tear off a piece of pancake, dip it in the whipped cream, and plop it in my mouth, Robin doing the same.

As Robins still chewing he announces to everyone that these are the best pancakes he's ever tasted. And Roland then nods his head in agreement. I didn't realize it till later but this is our first family breakfast.