Bloody Bullets

The day with Lana

Lance felt someone patting him on his face. He groaned thinking it was Red batting at him and tried to push away whatever was touching him. Lance opened his eyes when he heard a whimper, his blue eyes looking into a pair of hazel brown ones.

"What's the matter little lady?" Lance asked, rubbing his eyes trying to get the sleep out of his system to pay attention to the six year old.

"I hungry." Lana pouted, Lance hummed and huffed. He pulled Lana into his lap as he sat up, so she wouldn't fall off the bed and hurt herself.

"Alright, alright. Let's get you something to eat." Lance smiled and picked Lana up as he got out of bed, she laid her head on Lance's shoulder as he walked into the kitchen. Lance set Lana down on the counter and smiling over at the girl who yawned.

"What do you want to eat, little lady?" Lance asked and Lana hummed looking around the kitchen.

"I want pancakes!" Lana giggled, she started bouncing in her seat, putting her little hands in the air.

"Ok, ok. Settle down. I'll get you your pancakes little lady." Lance laughed, he started making the batter for the pancakes when Lana tried to sneak off the counter. Eventually Lance set her down so she wouldn't hurt herself and she ran to the side of the corner. She peaked her head around the corner, giggling as she saw a certain fur ball walking with his tail up in the air.

"Tittie!" Lana gasp as she ran to Red, the loud screech made Lance jump as he walked around the corner to see Lana trying to get Red's attention.

"Ance! Can I pwet tittie?!" Lana squealed, Lance smiled and sat down besides Lana.

"Make sure your gentle with the kitty. He doesn't like it when your rough." Lance said, he gently got her hand and put it out towards Red. He sniffed her hand, then started rubbing his face and sides on her hand.

"Tittie woves me!" Lana giggled, looking up at Lance as she smiled nodding at the excited girl. Red plopped on the floor, loving the attention that he never gets from his owner. He started to purr as he rubbed his head on her hand and Lana was ecstatic.

Lance smiled and got up from the floor to finish the pancakes Lana desperately wanted since she woke him up so early in the morning. Once he was done with the batter, he grabbed a pan and put the heat on medium. Waiting for the pan to heat up before setting the batter in the pan, buttering up the skillet first so the batter wouldn't stick and make a huge mess for Lance.

Once it was heated and ready, Lance put the batter in the pan flipping the pancakes every one in a while to make sure both sides were cooked. He did that ten other times, making sure there were enough for the kids and he'd get whatever was leftover. The pancakes where done, he turned off the heat and picked the pan to put it in the sink. Putting the food in the table, he wiped his hands on the sweats, making his way to the living room to find the little girl.

He saw Lana still on the floor playing and petting with Red, who seemed to be in cat heaven with all the attention he was getting. Lance leaned on the pillar that held the living room and kitchen boards up and stable. He smiled watching the little girl play with the old fat cat, that hated even getting up if he needs to.

"You ready to eat Lana?" Lance called out after a few minutes of watching the two interact. Lana's looked over at Lance and brightened up at the mention of her pancakes.

"Mmhm! I weady!" Lana smiled nodding her head and getting up from her spot. Red looked at his owner with disapproval of the fact that he was ruining his attention time. Lance grabbed her hand and brought Lana to the kitchen table, getting her a couple pillows so she can reach the table. He put a few pancakes on her plate, adding syrup on her pancakes and cutting them up for her. Lana picked up a fork and began to eat happily, a figure appeared from the hallway that caught Lance's attention quickly.