The next morning, I woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon. Both Lykeon and Theo were not in bed, so I figured they were in the kitchen, eating breakfast. Just as I sat up to get up, both Lykeon and Theo came into the bedroom with a tray of food for me.
“Good morning, Summer!” Theo chimed, skipping to the bed. “Lee and I made pancakes for you!” He jumped up onto the bed and crawled over to me, plopping himself next to me. Lykeon set the tray across my lap, uncovering the food. There were two pancakes covered in syrup, with three bacon strips and a couple of sausage links.
“This looks so good, Theo,” I told him, messing up his hair. “Thank you for the breakfast.”
“Lee did most of the work,” he smiled at me. I handed him a piece of bacon and dug into my pancakes.
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