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Nigel plodded down the stairs, keeping a wary eye open. At the landing he hesitated. Voices floated down the hallway and he followed them to the kitchen. Gwen and Sidney looked up from their conversation.
"Ginger's outside," Sidney said as Gwen slid a plate over to him. He looked down at it a little nervously.
"It's just an omelet of sorts," Gwen said as she took a bite. She swallowed, "It's a mixture that my grandmother and I concocted. Wakes you up, gives you energy and tastes good to boot!"
Nigel looked a little doubtful.
"It contains eggs, of course," she continued, "A little dice ham, cheese, I used cheddar but my grandma prefers Swiss, some green pepper and orange pepper," Nigel took a bite, "some jalapeno and just a dash of Acid Rain hot sauce."
Nigel started making gasping noises and waved his hands in front of his mouth, "Hot! Hot!" He grabbed a glass of orange juice and tossed it back.
"Here," Gwen slid two small bowls towards him, "If it's too hot eat some almonds or banana. The orange juice will only aggravate it." She turned to Sidney, "I was going to use Spontaneous Combustion, but I'm all out."
Sidney shrugged, "Tasted fine to me," she slid the bowls away from Nigel, "Careful, don't eat so fast or you'll choke."
Nigel swallowed, "Don't you think that's a little, um," he swallowed again, "spicy for breakfast?"
Gwen shrugged, "Spontaneous Combustion's hotter, besides," she said as she scraped the last of her omelet from her plate, "It woke you up, didn't it?" She slowly chewed with a look of utter bliss on her face.
Nigel tried another bite, but quickly grabbed the bowls back from Sidney.
Gwen cleared away her and Sidney's plates, "You know, Nigel, I do have fruit and cereal if you'd prefer."
Nigel hesitated, "I wouldn't want your cooking to go to waste."
Gwen shrugged again, "It's okay," she poured some milk into the cereal and handed it to him, "I know some people aren't as fond of Acid Rain as I am," she pushed a bowl of fruit over to him, "I can just feed it to the dog. Ginger!"
Nigel started out of his seat.
"No!" Gwen lunged towards him as the dog bounded into the room, "She'll think you want to-!"
The dog jumped up and placed her paws on his shoulders, knocking him over.
"-Play." Gwen sighed as Ginger covered Nigel in sloppy kisses.
Sidney elbowed the dog aside and helped Nigel up, "Well, you've certainly found a friend, Nigel," she said as she tried not to laugh.
Gwen rolled her eyes and put Nigel's plate on the floor, "I love my dog, but she's a puppy at heart," she glanced down at the dog and the swiftly disappearing omelet, "She's also a great garbage disposal." She patted the grinning dog's head and picked up the empty plate.
Nigel wiped his face with a napkin and glanced down at the counter, "Plane tickets?" He picked them up.
Gwen turned back to the sink and started clattering dishes, "Um, yeah...Sidney?"
Sidney sat down and faced Nigel, "Her grandmother had them sent over. She decided we needed to make a few detours before heading to Europe."
Nigel dropped the tickets back on the counter.
Gwen glanced over her shoulder, "Eat Nigel, it's going to be a long day."
He obediently lifted the spoon and began to eat automatically as Sidney continued.
"We'll be going to Guatemala and when we're done there we're headed off to Turkmenistan."
He groaned into his cereal.
Gwen turned away from closing the cabinet doors on the clean dishes, "Did you say something?"
Nigel just shook his head and continued eating.