Sarah entered the kitchen after a long day at school, but turned immediately around, seeing who also occupied the room

Disclaimer: I own nothing Laby related, you all know that, so why do I have to keep saying this one every chapter of every story I ever write? There very annoying and no one reads these anyways. ;-P

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but the next chapter should be up within a week, hopefully, since I already have it written out, it just need to be typed. So stay tuned for the next part! Oh and thank you for all the reviewers, without you, none of this would be possible.

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Sarah entered the kitchen after a long day at school, but turned immediately around, seeing who also occupied the room.

"Sarah wait, please." Karen said, stopping her stepdaughter.

Sarah decided to humor her step-mom and hear her out. She turned around and faced her.

"I'm really sorry about what happened last night. And just to show you that I really mean it, I've made you a surprise."

Karen turned away from Sarah and started fumbling around the kitchen whole Sarah walked to the dinning table and knelt down besides a high chair. Sarah played with her baby half brother for a second before Karen set a large square, wicker basket on the table.

"What is it?" Sarah asked warily.

"Open it, and see." Karen said, smiling.

Sarah lifted the cover and squealed with joy. "Karen how did you know!?"

Sugar Apples; it was a secret recipe that her grandma used to make her, but she hadn't had them for at least 10 years.

"My little secret. Now go ahead and try one. The one's at the very bottom are the best." Karen said, anticipation was written all over her face.

"Mine, Mine!" Toby cooed in the best baby language he could as he saw the sugar apples in the basket.

"Now, Now Toby. These are for Sarah." Karen said, watching her stepdaughter get so dreadfully near to having her head fully into the basket; she could hardly hold back her eagerness.

Sarah leaned closer and closer into the large wicker basket, not seeing the sharp razor blade that ran along the edge of the lid.