The next morning, Morticia woke up slowly with a light groan. Her body stretched on the bed as her eyes fluttered open to her familiar room.
The memories of last night hit her, and she blushed.
She rose from her bed, swung her feet to the floor, and headed downstairs.
"Innocent demon is awake," Vincent’s voice greeted her. Morticia paused.
Klaus emerged from the kitchen, casting his usual blank gaze at her.
Her heart almost jumped out of her ribcage. She smiled at him, but he didn’t return it, which mad her frowned.
"Good morning, Bunnie," he mumbled, eating the cereal he had brought from the kitchen and sitting beside Vincent.
"Let me have some," Vincent reached out.
"No. Why do you want it now that I’ve made it? You said you weren’t interested a moment ago," Klaus raised a brow
