Believe Me, I'm Lying

Saturday morning I woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs. For a few moments I debated about sleeping for a little longer, but the delicious scent drove me out of the comfort of my covers. I trudged into the kitchen, rubbing my eyes sleepily. Will entered my vision, whistling to himself as he hovered over the stove.

"Morning!" he chirped upon seeing me. "I'm making breakfast."

"Obviously," I responded, cracking a smile.

"Pig!" Elliot came out of nowhere and ran into my full force, nearly knocking me over. "Morning!"

"Don't call me Pig," I sighed half-heartedly. I had the feeling he wouldn't be giving up that nickname any time soon.

Elliot pouted at me, resemebling a puppy. "But Pig is Pig..."

I couldn't help another grin from spreading on my face. Lowering myself down to Elliot's level, I gathered him into a giant bear hug, squeezing him tight. "You're too cute! I love you!"

"Hey, hey! I want in on this love fest," Will commented, wagging his eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes. "You're too old."

"Ouch..."

"Is breakfast ready? I'm hungry," I complained, sitting down at the kitchen table and slumping my head on it. "And tired."

"You should have slept longer," Will told me with a laugh.

"And miss out on your not-so-awesome cooking? I think not," I responded, waving my hand. "It smells good."

Will shrugged. "I may not be much of a cook, but I thought I'd make you a nice breakfast."

"What's the occasion?"

"That I finally finished my manuscript on time this time, and that you made it through another week of school," Will responded with a grin. "I'm proud of both of us."

"I'm proud of Sherry for not killing you."

Will winced. "She probably would of if it wasn't for Eli in the room with me."

"... I don't think I want to know."

"I don't think you do either."

I cracked a smile as Will winked at me. He returned his attention back to the stove before he spoke again. "So, what are your plans today?"

I shrugged. "I don't know... I kind of want to go to the mall."

"First pay check?"

"The money should be in the bank now," I responded with a grin. "It's weird actually having enough money to pay the bills and still have enough to be able to buy things for myself."

"I feel like I want to cry..."

"What? Why?"

"I just feel happy for you," Will told me, turning off the stove. "I don't know how to describe it. I guess this is how a couple who has been wanting a baby feels when they find out the wife or girlfriend is pregnant."

I stared at will with a blank expression. "That made no sense."

He laughed. "Never mind. I'm happy you have extra spending money... Since you'd never take mine."

"And I never will," I stated firmly. "We've been over this."

Will sighed. "I know, I know. I just feel like-"

"A helpful neighbor, who you are," I cut him off, rolling my eyes.

"Right. Here," Will said, putting a plate full of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of me. "Enjoy, mi amor."

"Gracias, tío."

"You're too cold," Will said with a sigh. "At least call me a brother. Uncle makes me sound old..."

"Mall," Elliot suddenly said, his eyes lighting up. "Can I come?"

"Of course, Eli."

"Can I get a toy?"

"Absolutely," I told him with a grin. Now that I actually had extra money, I would buy him anything he wanted.

Elliot cheered happily, his eyes wide with excitement. I was just as excited as he was- before I could never afford to buy him something when we went. Well, besides little things here and there, but now he could actually get something worthwhile.

"Eat up, champ," Will ordered, placing a tray of food in front of Elliot. "The mall is a big place. If you're going to be walking around today you'll need all the strength you can get."

"Gotcha, captain!" Elliot responded with a mock salute to Will.

I smiled, turning back to my own breakfast. Will watched me intently as I scooped the first spoonful of eggs into my mouth. To my surprise, they were actually good. Will waited expectantly as I slowly chewed and swallowed the egg in my mouth.

"Well?" he demanded.

"Disgusting," I responded immediately. "Worst eggs I've ever tasted."

Will frowned. "Dang it. I tried really hard too."

I laughed, shaking my head. "I'm kidding. They're really good."

Will looked at me with a relieved expression. "Really?"

"Really."

"Perfect. So as an award, will you cook me breakfast tomorrow?" Will implored with a small grin.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes."