.HONEY.
It was about 4 in the evening, and Sora Inoue Cifer was settled down in front of the tv. He was feeling rather happy today, because he had completed his homework (wether it was correct or not was a different story) and had nothing else to do. Sora felt rather hungry, so he decided to get something from the kitchen, ultimately deciding to make himself some toast, because it was easy.
Once he settled in front of the tv, he stared up at the screen, which had Spongebob Squarepants loudly proclaiming how great it was to work at night, when his sister came over.
She stood a bit behind him, sort of like a shadow, and chuckled softly. "Toast and honey, huh?"
Sora looked up at his sister from his honey toast, "Hi, Neesan!"
Ameko smiled slyly, "Hey, do you know where honey comes from?"
Now, Ameko was the bright child in the Cifer residence. She always got straight A's, and was very clever and cunning for her age, a proclaimed child prodigy. Sora wasn't really like that much at all, so whenever he got the chance to look smart, he used it. Even at his little age.
"Oh, I know!" He exclaimed happily, pointing. "Bees make it! They go to flowers!"
"Yeah..." Ameko leaned closer to her brother, "But do you know how they make it? It's pretty GROSS."
Sora stared at his sister with wide eyes, both hands still gripping his toast, his fingers getting sticky from honey, waiting for his sister to continue.
Ameko leaned back again, "They PUKE it."
"Liar!" Sora cried, green eyes widening even more. Ameko smirked slightly, leaning against the couch, "Ask dad if you don't believe me. Ask!"
"BABA!" Sora screeched.
"Yes, Sora?" Ulquiorra's voice came from down the hall, from his office.
"IS HONEY BEE PUKE?"
"Yes, it is." Ulquiorra's answer was what you would call too honest, and too to the point. Obviously he hadn't learned what he should and shouldn't tell his children.
"Told you, puke eater." Ameko said matter of factly. Sora stared down at his toast sadly and distastefully, before looking up at his sister again.
"What are cookies made of?"
"Milk, eggs, cocoa beans. Nothing wierd."
Ameko watched as her brother got up from his place and walk off, probably towards the kitchen, leaving his uneaten honey toast sitting in a plate where it was.
Ameko stared at the toast.
Picked it up.
And ate it.
Good times, good times.