"Interesting alarm clock you have there." Nick commented when they walked into the kitchen.

"Effective aren't they." Heather said getting up to give Nick a hug. "It's good to see you Nicky."

"You too." Nick hugged her back. "Heather, I'd like you to meet Sara. Sara this is my sister Heather Austen."

"Nice to meet you."

"You too Sara." Heather said. Sara could see the strong resemblance to Emily, even though they weren't identical twins.

"So what are you doing up this early?" Nick asked as he went to pour himself and Sara some coffee.

"The kids were excited, so I thought I'd bring them over so they could run around with their cousins." Heather replied. "Bobby's coming over later too."

"How's that going?" Nick inquired.

"He's around a lot more lately."

"Maybe the fact that you divorced him was a wake up call." Nick suggested.

"Although it was the most amicable divorce in history." Emily said. "He gave you everything and signed all the papers without question."

"He wasn't supposed to." Heather said.

"Give you everything?" Nick questioned.

"Sign the papers."

"Then why did you give them to him?"

"To see if he cared enough to put up a fight." Sara guessed.

"He obviously didn't." Heather said.

"Or he does, but he figured it would be easier for you and the kids if he didn't and just gave you what you wanted." Sara added.

"Are you sure you're not a shrink?" Heather asked.

"No."

"Obviously backfired." Nick stated.

"You're telling me."

"You want pancakes?" Nick offered.

"You're going to make them?" Heather asked.

"Sure."

"Pancakes would be great." Heather agreed.

Nick set about making the pancake batter.

"Do you remember the first time he tried to make pancakes he almost burnt the kitchen down?" Emily asked Heather.

"I remember."

"He burnt the kitchen down?" Sara questioned.

"I did not." Nick protested. "I only set the fire alarms off."

"And destroyed the pan in the process."

"I was 10." Nick pointed out.

"And you hid for about three hours and we all were looking for you." Emily recalled.

"It's not as bad as the time Andy decided to make a bonfire and set the lawn on fire." Heather recalled.

"Dad was running around with a bucket of water and Mom had the fire extinguisher." Emily added.

"If I remember both of you and Maggie wanted them to keep letting it burn. You wanted to toast marshmallows."

"What is the point of having a bonfire if you can't make smores?" Emily shrugged.

"Do you like Smore's Sara?" Heather inquired.

"Who doesn't? But I haven't had then in years."

"Carrie, chocolate gives her a headache." Heather replied.

"That's got to suck." Sara said.

"I'd suffer through it." Emily agreed.

"We had case where a guy died from eating chocolate a few years ago." Sara mentioned.

"Was he that allergic?" Emily asked.

"He just ate too many Chocobees." Nick stated.

"He ate about a 1lb a night for 16 years and all the lead that goes into the ground in the countries where they grow the chocolate and still leaded gas, got into the cocoa beans. So over the years the level built up and up and up and then a waitress hits him with an eye drop shooter and he's dead."

"The guy had the winning hand too didn't he?" Nick asked.

"I think so." Sara agreed.

"I guess there-in lies the lesson, don't eat that much chocolate." Emily stated.

TBC