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Chapter 2.

The sizzling of melted butter was heard as Gordon was mixing a bowl-full of pancake batter and gently poured some into the frying pan. Soon, George came running in coming to a complete stop dressed in a tailor-shirt that was underneath a green sweater vest, a pair of brown pants, and brown boots. Checking him over, and kissing the top of his head, he ordered him to go sit down at the kitchen table for breakfast was almost ready. George waited patiently for the nice aroma of his chocolate chip flapjacks and scrambled eggs to be in front of him; in his opinion, nobody made them better than his father which was why he always complimented him on his cooking and said he was the best chef in the whole wide world which would bring chuckles from the indigo blue haired man himself.

Laying down the food, his glass full of orange juice, and the milk bottle full of syrup, he ruffled his son's hair who fixed it back seeing his dad starting to clean up the mess.

A little later, once done, Gordon and George were busy packing up the wrapped nourishment in the big brown picnic basket. They silently worked together but not without smiling at one another; after putting in the plate full of cookies, they were now heading outside where the sun's rays instantly shined on them; the morning mist was still noticeable as both breathed in that fresh cool air.