Red stared at the monsterity before her woundering what exactly it was susposed to be. Her gaze moved from the unkown object of questionable origins to Private's hundred watt smile. "Fine, I bite. What is it?" That grin never faultered as Private answered, "Breakfast. I made it for you myself." The pride in his voice was as obvious as day but all Red could feel was dread. Glancing back at the plate her dread grew. "Private, I don't believe food is suspoed to crawl away."

Private's eyes narrowed as he whacked the moving food (?) with a wooden spoon. "I told you to stay dead!" Once the food (?) stopped moving his smiled returned in full force. "Try it!" Red's face ashined as she glanced between her son and his creation. Her mind was already trying to find an escape route but there was none. Reaching for the fork, Red couldn't help but be thankful she had already written out her Will some time ago.


The Count sighed as he watched his heir empty her stomach of any and all contents. Honestly he wanted to know what hse was thikng eating that vile monsteriry Private had created. She was lucky she only got Food Posion instead of knealling over like Private's Taste Tester had.