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“Yeah they’ve been there a while…” Jack used the last of the batter and set the empty bowl into the sink before returning to the frying pan, dealing with the last pancake. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Just a nick!” she called back before reapparing back into the kitchen and smiling proudly as if she had returned from a great battle and suffered a huge war scar. “I’m fine, except for being hungry..” she groaned, putting a hand to her stomach.

She got out some cups and milk, getting out some sugar and waiting for the pancakes, looking at them hungrily.

“Here we go!" 

He set the plates onto a tray, and picked it up. "Now back to bed, w-where we can enjoy these in comfort rather then on cold floors.” he added, looking down at his bare feet and wriggled his blue feet. He began to lead them back to the bedroom, humming softly.

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“Katelynn!” Jack said, unable to pull away from the frying pan but at least looked over to her. “T-there’s band-aids in the bathroom in the cupboard…” he said. Oh god, why had he made her do that? He should have told her that at a better time…

“O-Okay..sorry..” she replied, smiling over at him and laying the knife down gently to walk out of the room and look for the band-aids. She rummaged around in the cupboard, giggling at the little kid band-aids that sat there, slightly worn from not being used in a while.

“These band-aids are cute!” she called from the bathroom, putting one on. It was a picture of Garfield on the cover, one of her favorite comics in the newspaper.

“Yeah they’ve been there a while…” Jack used the last of the batter and set the empty bowl into the sink before returning to the frying pan, dealing with the last pancake. “Are you okay?” he asked.

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Jack continued making pancakes, having mastered them so long ago thanks to his mother showing him the right way to flip. He places them all onto a plate, one on top of another, then onto another plate.

“Y-yeah? Me too!” he admits with a smile. “I, I used to get awful cavities as a kid… I had to be really careful… d-didn’t help I had braces…”

“You had braces?” she blinked, her hand slipping on the knife in shock at the image and cutting herself slightly. “O-Ow..!” She took her finger and stuck it in her mouth, the pain hissing against her skin. It wasn’t too deep luckily but it didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

“Katelynn!” Jack said, unable to pull away from the frying pan but at least looked over to her. “T-there’s band-aids in the bathroom in the cupboard…” he said. Oh god, why had he made her do that? He should have told her that at a better time…

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“We can just cut them into slices.” Jack offered as he took the bowl from her and poured some of the mix onto the frying pan. Using a spatula he moved the pancake, already cooking. “And e-enjoy them with the pancake with sugar or something…”

“Mmm that sounds amazing! Ugh I have such a sweet tooth,” she giggled, closing her eyes as the smell of the pancakes wafted around her. For something so simple, they smelled amazing.

She went over to look for the strawberries to begin cutting them, clearing dishes as she went and putting other things back, running around all over the kitchen.

Jack continued making pancakes, having mastered them so long ago thanks to his mother showing him the right way to flip. He places them all onto a plate, one on top of another, then onto another plate.

“Y-yeah? Me too!” he admits with a smile. “I, I used to get awful cavities as a kid… I had to be really careful… d-didn’t help I had braces…”

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Jack frowned at the thickness and added a bit more milk, since pancake mix wasn’t meant to be THIS thick… least he didn’t think it did. He laughed slightly, reaching out and touched her cheek where the flour had made itself comfortable. “I think we have some strawberries in the fridge from yesterday, we can put them on them? I don’t think we have maple syrup, sorry…”

He sees she’s fine, so he goes over to where the frying pans are, gets one out and sprays it with a non-sticking spray from the cupboard before going to the stove and turning it on.

“Hmm natural strawberries,” she replies, walking over to him and still stirring. “That sounds good! I love strawberries! Especially dipped in chocolate!”

Okay now she was craving them and she remembered back to the pamphlet about food cravings. Hmmm..

“I..I don’t know how to make them into jam though..”

“We can just cut them into slices.” Jack offered as he took the bowl from her and poured some of the mix onto the frying pan. Using a spatula he moved the pancake, already cooking. “And e-enjoy them with the pancake with sugar or something…”

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“Self-raising flour, pinch of salt, milk, eggs, butter…” Jack listed the ingredients as he touched on them, and they began to mix them together in a bowl. Just how much they’d make is hard to tell, but how many would end up burned, or on the floor, it’s probably a good idea to make a big batch. “A-and now we mix…”

He holds the bowl for her as Katelynn mixes the thickening mixture.

Some flour was on her face from the way she had poured it, but a look of deep concentration appears as she mixes, trying her best to mix everything and take out the lumps. “All right, pancake mix, you shall listen to me now and not be lumpy.”

It was so thick and she grunted at times but was otherwise briskly mixing, tongue sticking out a little.

“Are you more into maple syrup or strawberry jam?” she wondered, looking up at him, though wondering if they had jam. It was her favorite way to eat pancakes.

Jack frowned at the thickness and added a bit more milk, since pancake mix wasn’t meant to be THIS thick… least he didn’t think it did. He laughed slightly, reaching out and touched her cheek where the flour had made itself comfortable. “I think we have some strawberries in the fridge from yesterday, we can put them on them? I don’t think we have maple syrup, sorry…”

He sees she’s fine, so he goes over to where the frying pans are, gets one out and sprays it with a non-sticking spray from the cupboard before going to the stove and turning it on.

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Jack followed her, smiling faintly. They had bought a lot of things the day before, she must have forgotten they had eggs. “I think pancakes would be a wonderful idea…!” he said, “We have so much of little things, I think we can whip some up… o-or maybe waffles, toast, eggs, bacon… there’s enough to pick from!” he said, tying the strap around his own dressing gown which was tartan and hung baggy on him since his father was so much bigger than him in height and width.

He opened the fridge and got out the eggs, setting them down, before sighing heavily. “Someone’s been busy.”

A few of the drawers in the kitchen were open, as were the cupboard doors. “Cheeky…” he mumbled as he began to shut them.

Katelynn hadn’t even noticed, but looked around the room. “Oh wow..he was being playful?” she asked, as she got out a bowl to get the pancake mix ready. She went about looking for flour, closing the drawer on the way before pouring it into the bowl. Did she even know what ingredients were needed for pancakes?

“Um..so flour..eggs..sugar..salt?” she mentally did a check list, searching around. “Oh man how many eggs do you need..?” she mumbled to herself, unsure.

“Self-raising flour, pinch of salt, milk, eggs, butter…” Jack listed the ingredients as he touched on them, and they began to mix them together in a bowl. Just how much they’d make is hard to tell, but how many would end up burned, or on the floor, it’s probably a good idea to make a big batch. “A-and now we mix…”

He holds the bowl for her as Katelynn mixes the thickening mixture.

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“W-we can eat it together here in bed!” Jack insists. “We can m-make it then come back in here to enjoy it.” he gets off of the bed, hand over himself, and walks to the closet near by. He opens it and finds two dressing gowns left behind. He recognized them as the ones his parents used to wear; they had gotten new ones, maybe? He grabs the lavender one and brings it over to Katelynn, offering it to her. “I-it’s a bit chilly on the floor too so brace yourself.” he added.

She smiled in thanks, taking the robe from him and putting it on herself, making sure to take her hair out so it wouldn’t be trapped between robe and skin. When it was on properly, she hesitantly put her foot on the ground, wincing a bit. He was right. It was freezing!

“Brr,” she whispered, shivering lightly. It was to be expected, so early in the morning. A light draft must have come in somehow, making the floor as cold as an ice lake.

Katelynn danced on her feet, trying to stay warm since she had barely any body fat to do that. “G-Going to run to the kitchen to get a bit warmed up!” she giggled, dashing off, her stomach rumbling. “And oh man I’m really hungry this time! What do you want for breakfast? Maybe pancakes? Eggs?” Did they even have the ingredients for such foods?

Jack followed her, smiling faintly. They had bought a lot of things the day before, she must have forgotten they had eggs. “I think pancakes would be a wonderful idea…!” he said, “We have so much of little things, I think we can whip some up… o-or maybe waffles, toast, eggs, bacon… there’s enough to pick from!” he said, tying the strap around his own dressing gown which was tartan and hung baggy on him since his father was so much bigger than him in height and width.

He opened the fridge and got out the eggs, setting them down, before sighing heavily. “Someone’s been busy.”

A few of the drawers in the kitchen were open, as were the cupboard doors. “Cheeky…” he mumbled as he began to shut them.

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Jack hesitated a moment, but smiled, and nodded his head. “Y-yeah you’re probably right.” he admitted. “At least you got what you wanted, even i-if it was a little scary.” he said as he touched her shoulder before leaning in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. 

“D-do you want breakfast in bed?”

“Breakfast in bed?” she asked, leaning back to blink at him a bit. She had never had that before though of course she knew what it was. “W-What about you? We can have breakfast together.”

“W-we can eat it together here in bed!” Jack insists. “We can m-make it then come back in here to enjoy it.” he gets off of the bed, hand over himself, and walks to the closet near by. He opens it and finds two dressing gowns left behind. He recognized them as the ones his parents used to wear; they had gotten new ones, maybe? He grabs the lavender one and brings it over to Katelynn, offering it to her. “I-it’s a bit chilly on the floor too so brace yourself.” he added.

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And yet there he was sitting with her, both naked, touching, and after last night… mmmh. Jack smiled at her, shrugging. 

“I’d still c-come with you. I’d go anywhere wi-with you even here if it’s to s-see ghosts.” he smiled.

She giggled, leaning forward a bit as her hands were placed in front of her to support her so she wouldn’t go toppling over. It made her breasts squish together a bit but she was too focused on the topic.

“Well..that’s kind of you, love, but it might be too scary. I mean even for me. Maybe when we’re both ready again?”

Jack hesitated a moment, but smiled, and nodded his head. “Y-yeah you’re probably right.” he admitted. “At least you got what you wanted, even i-if it was a little scary.” he said as he touched her shoulder before leaning in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. 

“D-do you want breakfast in bed?”