He walked to the kitchen to be met with a smiling face cooking breakfast. She looked just like him but with more wrinkles. “Morning Honey” she exclaimed whilst beaming at her son.

“Morning mom” the blonde replied. “Watchya making?”

“Oeufs en Cocotte”

The blonde’s face lit up with excitement. “Really?!” The other replied with a curt nod and chuckle.

“Okay go get ready, when your done it’ll already be done, love.” She smiled and turned her attention back to cooktop, her coils springing in response.

The blonde still grinning like a child went to the bathroom, grabbed his toothbrush and loomed over the sink. Staring at his reflection, perfect. He was more that ready for today. He doused some water over his face when his mom yelled, “Get ready quickly, wouldn’t want to late to your first lecture.” in a sing-song voice.

“Trust me I don’t wanna be late either” he replied not for the other to hear but for him to think on it.

Yeah, Ready to start...