"Shhh." I heard someone whisper. I opened my eyes. My ten year old daughter, and my seven year old son, standing at the foot of the bed. "Look you woke mom!" Ara, my daughter said to Mack my son.
Mack just crawled up into the bed, in between Seto and I. And curled into me.
"What are you two doing up?" I asked. "We made you and daddy breakfast." Mack said and then turned to Seto. "Daddy wake up!"
Seto didn't move then Mack moved over him. When Seto snapped his eyes open. Mack jumped and grabbed me.
Seto gave a slight laugh, then hugged us both, then grabbed Ara and dragged her down next to her brother.
"What did you two make?" He asked settling back down. "Pancakes." Mack said.
Seto and I looked at each other. "And how of much of a mess is there?" I asked gently.
They both shrugged. "Jake is cleaning up for us."
Seto blinked, I know he didn't like Jake.
He got up and got his robe before moving down the hall. "Hill out of my kitchen!" He yelled. While Mack, Ara and I laughed.
That was the Seto we all know and love.
"Why dont you two go and save Jake, and I'll get dressed." I said to the two of them.
They jumped off the bed and ran out of the room then down the hall. Eager to save their Uncle Jake.
I smiled and then got ready for yet another crazy day in the Kaiba household.