(Robin) 

He followed Casey back to his house, wondering what they were going to have for breakfast. 

"Come on," Casey said, holding the door open so they could step inside. 

Robin tagged along behind Casey to the kitchen, he could smell the mouthwatering aroma coming from the dining room.

"Good morning Robin." hummed Sarah, she plated the rest of the pancakes, and placed them on the table. 

"Breakfast is ready!" she yelled to whoever was upstairs. 

Several doors banged shut, and a sea of children came hurtling downstairs. 

Casey facepalmed beside Robin. 

"Hello, are you Casey's friend?" said a fourteen-year-old girl, leaning in to study his face. 

"No, I'm your next-door neighbor, he just invited me over for breakfast," he recalled. 

The girl gave a sideways glance at Casey, who turned a strawberry shade of red. 

"Whatever you say," she said while sauntering away. 

"What was that all about?" he asked the still-red Casey. 

"She just likes to tease," he replied pulling Robin towards the table. 

He sat down and noticed how hungry he was. Robin was instantly grateful for Sarah's offer. 

The children one by one began to notice him, their eyes wide except for the girl that he had spoken to earlier. She raised an eyebrow, Robin just returned the look, still confused. She rolled her eyes. 

The children looked at each other as if communicating telepathically one child spoke first; 

"Are you Casey's boyfriend?" he asked