Taking yours steps downstairs, "Why do I have a bad feeling about today," you lament, sorting out the tie of your uniform.
And food over takes over your mind, "Yeah, a nice breakfast could help, a big breakfast, with eggs and bacon," you salivate at the thought.
You stepped into the kitchen, where the rest of the family are, "Morning Stardust," Annabelle greeted you from the kitchen.
"I'm almost done with your breakfast, if you want to come pick it up in a minute." You walked over to stand nearby, and you saw a large plate filled with a variety of breakfast pieces, just like you envisioned. It seemed completed, so you took it, some cutlery and the cup on orange juice next to it.
"Enjoy," She says.
"Thank you," You sit down.
Looking round, everyone was eating except Annabelle and Bethany, Lucy was eating toast, Jeremy was eating toast, Julie was eating wheatabix, and Bethany was in the kitchen pouring her cereal, raisin bran, into a bowl with an assortment of fruit.
"Maybe the dream real, how did Mum know what I wanted, and why," You thought, "And how would I activate it, what are my limits."
Your mind thinks over what it could do, a subtle grin forms, as you twist your hand under the desk.
Julie took a fork of pancake, and eat it, as your father took a bit of the fruit raisin bran. "What will they think?" You wondered.
"Julie," Lucy spoke, "Why are you eating pancakes this morning, I thought you preferred healthy meals?" She asked calmly.
"I just felt like it, okay," Julie retorted defensively.
"And take finished off my raisin bran," Beth said walking over to the fridge, and moaned "And were out of milk again."
"If your fat mammary's were of any use, you could make more," Julie deadpanned as Beth gave a disgusted look.
A light bulb lite up in your head, and then a few more.
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