This one is set when Lila is older. You'll find out who the girl above is soon.
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The blonde girl ran down the stairs, seeing what looked like a hundred presents under the Christmas tree. She nearly squealed with joy. She smelled cinnamon rolls and coffee and smiled to herself. She made her way into the kitchen to see the Supreme enjoy the peace and quiet before the crazy day.
"Mom?"
The woman looked up from her phone, smiling. "Hey, baby girl. You're up early."
"It's Christmas, of course, I'm up!" Lila exclaimed as she walked toward the stove where the freshly baked rolls sat.
"Don't do it. They just came out."
"Can I frost 'em at least?"
"Yes."
"Yay!" She smiled and grabbed the container. "What did Santa get me this year?"
"Lila, please don't say anything about Santa not being real. Your sister still believes."
"She's gettin' a little old, don'cha think?"
"She's seven."
"And I was six when I found out."
"You found out because your nosey ass came downstairs." Cordelia laughed.
"I was curious, Mom. I wanted to see what the old man looked like!" The young blonde justified herself.
"Point taken. Just... wait one more year, okay?"
"Okay, okay." Once she was done frosting the cinnamon rolls, she took the knife and pulled one out of the pan. She felt the heat coming off of it, burning her fingers before she dropped it to the plate. "Son of a—"
"Lila Leanne, I swear to God if your say bitch I will give all your presents to the other girls."
The girl huffed as she rolled her eyes, and walked over to the table to sit across from her mother. "When are ya gettin' monkey and Momma up?"
"I can't believe you still call Daisy monkey."
"She's a monkey. She must have been one in a past life or somethin'. Have ya seen that girl climb a tree?"
The Supreme let out a small laugh. "Yes, I have." She smiled. "I'll get them up after I eat, or I won't get a cinnamon roll."
"If you want I can go wake Momma while ya eat."
"Do you mind?"
"Not at all."
Once Lila finished her breakfast, she cleaned off her plate and went back upstairs. She went into her mothers' room, seeing Misty asleep with the blanket covering her head. She laughed softly, walking to the bed. She sat down on Cordelia's side and peaked under the blanket.
"Momma..."
"No," Misty groaned as she pulled the cover away and put it back over her face.
"Momma, it's Christmas."
"Lemme sleep."
Lila frowned and stood from the bed. She walked toward the end, grabbing the blanket and pulling off her mother and the bed. Misty's eyes grew wide as the coldness hit her skin. She groaned as she finally sat up.
"Was that necessary?"
"Yes." The girl nodded.
"What time is it?"
