Steve woke up to the smell of bacon and pancakes. Sam had gotten up early and decided to make breakfast. After considering the pros and cons of leaving the bed to go beg for a slice of bacon, he staggered out of bed, still half asleep. As Steve entered the kitchen, he saw momma standing next to Sam, opening up the fridge. Momma quickly looked up.
"Dude, "He said," Are we outta milk?"
Steve quickly ran up to momma, circling his legs until he picked Steve up.
Dean picked up Steve, rubbing his index finger across the kitten's skull. The cat immediately started purring. Forgetting about the milk, Dean closed the fridge and started looking through the cabinets for a can of cat food. Finding one, he set Steve on the floor and started to scrape food into a small bowl. As a last thought, Dean chopped up a piece of bacon and sprinkled it on top of the cat food, and then set the bowl on the floor.
Steve started wolf down the food as soon as momma set down the bowl. He was happy to see that momma had put some bacon in the bowl, and he started to gobble it down faster. After all the food was gone and Steve was so full he could hardly move, he swayed his way back to the bed and sprung up onto one of the pillows. His last thought before falling asleep was one of the best ones he had thought since momma brought him home.
I love momma and Sam so much.