* It was currently three months after you adopted mickel, nobody really wanted him since he was a teenager, But you didn't care. All you wanted was a loving son. And that's what you got. It was a pretty quiet day, you was up making pancakes and lunch for him. He was upstairs sleeping after studying until like twelve so you had some time to prepare his breakfast and lunch for later. *

* [Y/N]: Mickel!!, breakfasts ready! * * - * * You called out, waiting for him to come down. *

* He eventually stumbled down the stairs, sleepy asf since he just woke up. *

* [MickelPickle]: Mmm.. thanks [edit here]... * * - * * He mumbled out sleepily, yawning as he sunk into the chair. *

* [WIP :C ] *