I walk out of my room to see Maleficent and my Mom staring at me, while Snow, David, Emma and Henry are talking. Setting my sketch book down on the coffee table, and walking over to the kitchen I ask "Anyone want some Pancakes?"
I see everyone hands go up. "Alright then 7 orders of pancakes coming right up!" I say full of peep. I put on some light music,"
I crack a carton of eggs ,splash milk and flour into a big bowl. I grab a whisk and set on some music. After about 20-30minuets of cooking, I get the pancakes done.
I set all the plates on a black tray, along with small bowls of strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, a pot of coffee , a kettle of cocoa, a pitcher of water, and 7 cups. Finally a little sugar shaker filled with cinnamon. Carrying the tray into the living room I hand each person a plate and a cup. I set the bowls of fruit and drink options. I run back into the kitchen to grab curtly and napkins for all of us.
We all started talking about random things, and that all we did for the entire morning, we sat, talked and ate.
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The Authors daughter, The Artists (Henry Mills Love story)
FantasyHiya my name Is Sophie Jane, I'm the Daughter of Lily, Grandaughter Of Maleficent. Now I know what you thinking... Maleficent as in the fairy tale character that turns into a big scary dragon.... Yes That Maleficent. Sit down let me tell you a stor...
