It was early in the morning, and you and your ten-year-old son Adam got out of bed and left your rooms.

"Good morning." Adam says, yawning, turning to you. But suddenly there was a noise from the kitchen. The boy looked at you in surprise, as you usually cook for breakfast, lunch and dinner. "W-wait... If you're here, it means that there's a..."

You widened your eyes, understanding your son's words. This meant that Kitty, your wife and the mother of your son, was in the kitchen. And you both knew that her cooking skills were to put it mildly... Wishing for the best... If she says it bluntly, she doesn't cook well, that's why you cooked, because your food was very tasty.

Without wasting a minute, Adam runs to the kitchen, and you follow him. Running into the kitchen, you saw Kitty, who was dressed in her X-Men costume.

"Oh, good morning, family, I've just decided to make you breakfast." She says happily and takes it out... A pot of porridge? If you can call it that.

"Good morning, Mom, why are you here?" Adam asked and sits down at the table.

"Why is that? I just decided to cook breakfast for all of us. Is there anything wrong with that? Moreover, today is family day, and I was informed that I have two days off to spend time with you two." Kitty took out the plates and put the "porridge" there. Which was overcooked and it looked more like liquid than porridge. "I'm going to get dressed, and you eat and don't wait for me."

When Kitty left to get dressed in her usual clothes. Adam looks at the "porridge" after you with despair and panic. And you look at him in response, it was clear from his face that he DID NOT WANT to eat this food.

"If we eat this, we will definitely have indigestion. We need to figure something out so that she doesn't realize that we didn't eat her cooking."