AILW Chapter One-Shots

Breakfast

Scott's attempt at making Mitch breakfast

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Scott slid out from under the covers, happy to see Mitch had fallen back asleep from his nightmare in the middle of the night. The boy had been screaming his head off and tossing back and forth. Scott knew the boy would be hungry when he woke up as it seemed he had lost a lot of weight. Scott took one last to gaze at the boy's beautiful figure, leaned down to kiss his bald head and headed down the stairs.

In the kitchen, he got out a pan for eggs and the waffle iron. He pulled the waffle mix out and added milk and eggs. He poured the mix into the iron and closed the lid. He turned around to quickly and lost his balance. The empty bowl slammed onto the floor. "God dammit, Scott. You've probably woken up Mitch now.", he muttered at himself angrily.

Scott turned to the hot stove and cracked the eggs into the pan adding his special spices just like his Mitch liked it. Just as he had predicted, Mitch began crying Scott's name. "Scott! SCOOOOT!" He bounded up the stairs three at a time to go assist the boy. "What happened, Mitchie?", he asked as he entered Mitch's room.

Scott rubbed Mitch's back when he began to cry. "I didn't know where you were and I heard this loud noise and it smells weird and I was freaking out... What's so f-funny?", Mitch whimpered.

"Mitchie that noise you heard was me making breakfast for you. I dropped the pan just like my clumsy self. You were still sleeping and I thought you'd breakfast in bed."

"And the smell?", Mitch asked.

"Yeah, that would be- OH MY GOD YOUR BREAKFAST!"

Scott bounded down the stairs to see if he could salvage the meal but it was already too late. They ran to kitchen to be greeted by a large cloud of black smoke and charred food that once resembled waffles and eggs.

"Well, I mean we can always eat out...", Scott said as he scraped Mitch's breakfast into the trash and opened the windows to air out the room.

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Continue to Chapter 'Home'.