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It's Been a While
The Cereal Monstrosity
“She back yet?” I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and picking up a teary-eyed Dom. He had a nightmare.
“Nope. She said she’d be here for the wedding, don’t worry a hair on your pretty little head.” Gavin said, ruffling my hair. He decided I needed some “comforting in my time of need” and hadn’t left my side since I told him Becca went missing. It was incredibly obvious that he was there for other reasons too.
“Your voice weird, Gavy. Don’t like it.” Dom said, attempting to punch Gavin in his rather large nose. If only he hadn’t missed. I found it weird that my son, of all people, doesn’t like British accents.
“Becca?” Lindsey yawned.
“Nope.” I replied.
“Are you sad? Do you need a hug?” Gavin asked her.
“Down, boy. No touchy the Lindsey.” I held him by his shirt collar. “Well, it’s now six in the morning and the four of us are up with nothing to do. What now?”
“We could always just have a--”
“GAVIN.”
“...An early breakfast.”
“Better. I guess we could make something, but I’m lazy and cooking is boring.” I sighed.
“Venture Time and cereal!” Dom shouted.
“I second that motion.” Lindsey laughed.
“Adventure Time and cereal it is! To the TV!” Gavin said, grabbing us and dragging us all towards the living room, making a quick stop in the kitchen to grab as many different cereals as he could handle. I grabbed the milk out of the fridge, and then the awesomeness started.
I has a massive bowl of Frankenberry, while Lindsey had a ton of Count Chocula. Dom had his Cheerios, and Gavin had, well, everything in a big pot.
“How are you even going to consume all of that…” I stared in awe at the mix of Froot Loops, Frosted Flakes, Frankenberry, Cheerios, Corn Pops, and Boo Berry, all drowned in enough milk to fill four cows.
“What? You don’t mix cereals?” He asked, starting to shovel it all down.
“Sometimes I do, with one or two cereals, but that’s just a monstrosity…” Lindsey sighed.
“Hey guys, I heard noise and I figured I’d come down and che-- Who. Ate. All. Of. My. Cereal.” Gerard fumed. “There is absolutely nothing left. I could understand a bowl… I could understand five bowls, but all of my cereal is literally gone.”
“I‘m sorry… I didn’t know it was yours… you can have it back if you want…” Gavin nearly whispered, holding out the pot to Gerard.
“Dude… that is… that’s the most brilliant thing I’ve ever seen! Mixing everything together… I don’t even care anymore, that’s awesome!”
And so, we all snuggled together on the couch until well into the afternoon, Gerard and Gavin sharing the pot of deliciousness while we watched cartoons.
“Nope. She said she’d be here for the wedding, don’t worry a hair on your pretty little head.” Gavin said, ruffling my hair. He decided I needed some “comforting in my time of need” and hadn’t left my side since I told him Becca went missing. It was incredibly obvious that he was there for other reasons too.
“Your voice weird, Gavy. Don’t like it.” Dom said, attempting to punch Gavin in his rather large nose. If only he hadn’t missed. I found it weird that my son, of all people, doesn’t like British accents.
“Becca?” Lindsey yawned.
“Nope.” I replied.
“Are you sad? Do you need a hug?” Gavin asked her.
“Down, boy. No touchy the Lindsey.” I held him by his shirt collar. “Well, it’s now six in the morning and the four of us are up with nothing to do. What now?”
“We could always just have a--”
“GAVIN.”
“...An early breakfast.”
“Better. I guess we could make something, but I’m lazy and cooking is boring.” I sighed.
“Venture Time and cereal!” Dom shouted.
“I second that motion.” Lindsey laughed.
“Adventure Time and cereal it is! To the TV!” Gavin said, grabbing us and dragging us all towards the living room, making a quick stop in the kitchen to grab as many different cereals as he could handle. I grabbed the milk out of the fridge, and then the awesomeness started.
I has a massive bowl of Frankenberry, while Lindsey had a ton of Count Chocula. Dom had his Cheerios, and Gavin had, well, everything in a big pot.
“How are you even going to consume all of that…” I stared in awe at the mix of Froot Loops, Frosted Flakes, Frankenberry, Cheerios, Corn Pops, and Boo Berry, all drowned in enough milk to fill four cows.
“What? You don’t mix cereals?” He asked, starting to shovel it all down.
“Sometimes I do, with one or two cereals, but that’s just a monstrosity…” Lindsey sighed.
“Hey guys, I heard noise and I figured I’d come down and che-- Who. Ate. All. Of. My. Cereal.” Gerard fumed. “There is absolutely nothing left. I could understand a bowl… I could understand five bowls, but all of my cereal is literally gone.”
“I‘m sorry… I didn’t know it was yours… you can have it back if you want…” Gavin nearly whispered, holding out the pot to Gerard.
“Dude… that is… that’s the most brilliant thing I’ve ever seen! Mixing everything together… I don’t even care anymore, that’s awesome!”
And so, we all snuggled together on the couch until well into the afternoon, Gerard and Gavin sharing the pot of deliciousness while we watched cartoons.