Breakfast in Wee!ville
Kiki Aunt Iki deserved breakfast. Wee!Wilson had deemed this to be so upon waking in the big bed with his wee!companion and after some chatter that would have been thoroughly incomprensible to any adult but which made perfect sense to the wees, they wriggled out of the bed and set about thier mission!
Coordinating together, they got the door knob open, really Phale's ability to fly was quite useful on these escape missions and with little giggles they thundered down the stairs towards the kitchen. Now, breakfast. Aunt Iki made them pancakes and pancakes seemed like a good idea cause pancakes had milk and sugery syrup!
Again, Phales wee!wings were pressed into service as James couldn't reach the counter to get to the flour! Of course, wee!wings plus a 5lbs bag of flour...oopsie number 1. Oh well, no biggie. Wilson hugged on the flour covered angel until Phale stopped sniffling then the two of them worked together to scoop the flour up off the floor and into the bowl.
Wow...that was a lot of flour.
Um...well...they had a whole gallon of milk! And eggs...there had been eggs involved when Aunt Iki made the pancakes....oopsie number 2. Eggs were kinda fragile weren't they?
But a heck of a lot of fun to throw at wee!flying angel types. SQUEE!
[ooc: Open to whichever poor dear souls are in the Brownstone on Monday morning.]
Coordinating together, they got the door knob open, really Phale's ability to fly was quite useful on these escape missions and with little giggles they thundered down the stairs towards the kitchen. Now, breakfast. Aunt Iki made them pancakes and pancakes seemed like a good idea cause pancakes had milk and sugery syrup!
Again, Phales wee!wings were pressed into service as James couldn't reach the counter to get to the flour! Of course, wee!wings plus a 5lbs bag of flour...oopsie number 1. Oh well, no biggie. Wilson hugged on the flour covered angel until Phale stopped sniffling then the two of them worked together to scoop the flour up off the floor and into the bowl.
Wow...that was a lot of flour.
Um...well...they had a whole gallon of milk! And eggs...there had been eggs involved when Aunt Iki made the pancakes....oopsie number 2. Eggs were kinda fragile weren't they?
But a heck of a lot of fun to throw at wee!flying angel types. SQUEE!
[ooc: Open to whichever poor dear souls are in the Brownstone on Monday morning.]