MHA #6, Friday Morning

[firstofitskind]

Though he was getting better in general at the whole occasional sleeping-in thing, Fridays as a rule weren't the day for that, given that Liam usually headed in to the station on Fridays.

Today, of course, was different. Because the Liam who was wrapped in a blanket-burrito currently was much smaller- and younger- than usual. And as was tradition when any sort of Fandom weirdness affected him, he didn't wake up at his usual hour. So sleeping in, if somewhat unintentionally, was definitely happening today.

[ooc: for that giiiiirl, and a heck of a lot of SP.]

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[firstofitskind]

Pfft of course not, Verity was absolutely the best at sharing.

(Okay, she had volunteered to share her parents with Liam, which was pretty nice.)

He knew she'd said they were supposed to put milk in the bowl too, but when she'd finished pouring the cereal, he couldn't help but reach out and grab one of the little pieces. The brightly-colored ones, not the boring ones.

Liam popped it in his mouth. "Oh!" he exclaimed. That was very... what was the word? Sweet? He liked it, he decided.

[arboreal_priestess]

True and with Antimony, there wasn't a whole lot of parental attention to spare, either.

"Aren't they good?" Verity asked, beaming at him. "They're a little chewy when they're dry, but when you get 'em all wet they get soft and squishy."

[firstofitskind]

"I like it," he decided. He then tried one of the boring looking bits for comparison.

"Soft and squishy is better?" he checked, since Verity was pretty much the authority on... well, everything, as far as he was concerned.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Yeah," Verity said with a nod. "They're a little fizzy in your mouth, kinda. And squishy is way better'n chewy."

It just was. Food texture was very important to six-year-olds.