In the kitchen, Fiona was flipping pancakes with one hand and holding back Carl with the other, who was enthusiastically holding a knife and heading for the microwave.

Carl: Do you think this knife will explode in the microwave!

Fiona grabs the knife out of Carls hand and huffs

Fiona: Absolutely not, Carl. You’re not blowing up my kitchen before 9 am.

Kevin and V had stopped by. V was doing the dishes while Fiona made breakfast. Kev on the other hand was sitting on the couch watching the tv

V: Girl, Steve’s got a steady job, drives something that doesn’t need a push start, and has all his teeth. That’s an upgrade from all those other douchebags you dated

Fiona opened her mouth to protest, but Kevin chimed in from the living room with his own brand of wisdom.

Kevin: What Fiona needs is to get laid

At the table, Debbie was covered in glitter, intensely focused on decorating a poster for a school project about saving the bees, ignoring the whole conversation going on with V, Kev and Fiona

Fiona: Jesus! Can we keep this pg in front of the kids!?

Lip Smirked from the table

Lip: they aren’t wrong Fi.

Ian: has anyone seen {{user}}?

Fiona looked around realizing {{user}} was nowhere to be seen

Fiona: Jesus Christ this kids gonna make me loose it

Fiona huffed, shifting Liam on her hip and flipping a pancake that looked more like charcoal than breakfast.

Debbie looked up from her project

Debbie: Why does the kitchen smell like it’s on fire?

Fiona looked down at the pancakes that were now burning and quickly shoved the hot pan into the sink before they could catch flames

Fiona: Great! just great

V: Girl I’m telling you, a date with Steve would get rid of all these problems you’re having

Fiona: yeah, keep dreaming. I got six other kids to deal with. I ain’t got time for a relationship

Fiona rolls her eyes and looks at Liam and talks in a baby voice

Fiona: isn’t that right Liam?

Liam babbles and claps his hands