~This was split from another post and I didnt want to delete anyones work! So the surrounding bits are there still, jenjen edit~

Under the cover of darkness, the dragon made her way silently from her lair, back toward the West End, her senses alert, and eyes remaining focused on any possible activity below.

Keeping her wings silent, she glided, catching a few thermals here and there, until she made it back to the Sanctuary, and once again, she circled overhead, watching and waiting for any to show themselves.

Morning would come soon and with that the usual Scathachian breakfast frenzy. He smiled a bit as he looked to the ceiling from his bed.

"Tommorow is yet another day.."

He may not have been betting on how early that morning would have come. The only sister that beats the sun up was starving. Garden scented feet pitter patted down the hall in a bouncing wave of red hair, only at the door they stopped as Jenjen the terrible knocked on his door.


"Brian? I'um was boiling eggs, and I burnt them." a little tiny cloud rose from the pot in her hands. black brown shells split and edgy laid stuck to it's bottom.

Not hearing a stir or peep, she sighed, she was hungrier then a poohbear. "I'll just go make some toast instead." she skipped away from the door swinging the pot as she went, she had her Patrols next!

She'd found nothing of interest, there was no sign of Pidane or any of his followers, so the dragon landed, taking a rest atop the roof of the Sanctuary, but she kept her senses alert to all around.

Brian laughed to himself as he watched JenJen the Terrible spring to life and literally fly across the kitchen floor and become countertopped rather quickly. The oven was fire up, and skillets and a griddle were brought to bear. A large bowl, a dozen large eggs, bacon strips, and a nice hunk o' ham were set upon the prep counters. A glance over his shoulder to Jenai, as he winked. Then our boy went to work.

Eggs cracked and beaten, ham sliced nicely, a loaf of bresh bread sliced and set into the oven to toast. Soon after that, Ham and Bacon met hot skillet in a contest of the ages and soon the kitchen was filled with the scent of maple smoked ham and bacon quickly losing said contest.

Pancake batter, was quickly taken care of and soon met hot griddle in yet another contest, and soon pancakes came to fruition. At the same time eggs met quite the scrambled fate as they lost their own battle. All of this running at the same time and he hardly batted an eye. He loved his time in the kitchen and it showed to those who could truly see.

After a bit of time large platters of bacon and ham, eggs, pancakes, toast and even a special platter of fresh fruits were set out along the service window from the kitchen to the dining hall. A smile offered to Jenai, as he slid off his apron and slung it to a near rack.

"Here you are, one breakfast fit for one such as yourself. Now normally, I would wake the others.. Buuuuuuuut, I think you need to eat your fill first. Sound good?"

Brian smiled a bit, and nodded in affirmation. After, all one could not have a hungry as a pooh bear JenJen the Terrible roaming the Sanctuary.. No Siree. To have something like that would just be unbearable.. A bad thought and a bad pun to boot, still the breakfast and look on Jenai's face made it all go away.

Brian simply sat back and grinned ear to ear. He always did have a soft spot for 'Jenjen the Terrible', then again it seemed 'no' one loved his food like she did, and it was a true joy to watch her at work.

Watching her all filled up and wiggling, he could hardly contain the chuckle that escaped his lips as he shook his head a moment. Reaching for his own piece of bacon, Brian chewed thoughtfully and enjoyed himself. Lack of sleep be damned, this was indeed a fun way to spend a morning.

Watching her grab her plate, as she commented on the 'awesomeness' of his grub, he offered the Scathachian 'Poohbear' a smile and a two fingered bacon salute. Then he heard the others rouse and made ready for them as well, soon the battle of the grub would commence and as it stood Laufeia and Isuelt would no doubt be loaded for bear.

Brian watched Jenai lick the plate and laughed a bit, while she made her way to the sink and investigated that syrup. It's funny, as people truly wonder why Brian decided to ask to stay here, or why he cooks when he could do a million other things.. Well maybe not a million, but a lot of other things. It was simple.

It's the culmination of small moments like this and others shared between the sisters and Brian that make this what it is, an experience like no other, and a place he found himself liking to be.

Brian caught the 'gentle clomping' a bit aways and knew exactly who it heralded. A moment later his assumption was correct as Isuelt came right on in, as he flashed her a helluva good morning smile.

"Good morning, kids." said Isuelt, offering that expectant grin that only she could slap on a person. It was one of those, that was like a request, and yet it wasn't. That no matter her dangerous something was, you could not find yourself to refuse it, even if you tried. No idea what that is like? Ask our boy about some day, if ya buy him a drink he may share a tad more.. May. Anyways, back to the moment.

"Morning, Isuelt. You look lovely and ready to kill, and at such an early hour too." a grin was quickly returned.

"What are we having, doll?" that's what she asked until she saw 'Jenjen the Terrible' commiting some lovin' on the plate, and quickly followed with "Oh...pancakes!"

Brian laughed and gnawed on some bacon, as he looked between the sisters and shook his head. This started out to be a great morning, and lack of sleep was quickly forgotten, as he looked between the capable and lovely women. His attention turned to his food once more as he heard others making their way closer, still he found an eye wandering to Jenai one or thrice.

"You know, Jen...if you keep getting it on with that plate, you're gonna have maple syrup all over you. Then you'll really have trouble fending off the men around here. It's a well-known fact that syrup drives men wild."

This caused Bri to cough just a tad, and blink a few times. He was sure he had been caught looking a tad too long, then again it wasn't like a visual groping or anything, sides he saved those for the Inn and on nights where he was tanked, and what not. Still he had been looking so, it was what it was. Then Isuelt followed suit with another question.

"Am I right?"

Option A:

Brian blinked a few times, and found yet another piece of bacon to gnaw a bit, and simply nodded to Isuelt.

Well in a perfect world he would have simply nodded and kept his mouth shut, but this was far from a perfect world, and this was Brian 'Did I really say that, and you mean she didn't smack me?' Ravenlock, so this is how it went down, now mind you.. If you feel the need to want to avoid this, just revert to the prior nodding answer and wait for the next post. If you don't want to avoid it, read on..

Option B:

Brian was caught staring... Oh yeah, no doubt about it.

"Well.. I.. Mmmmm Syrup... Jenai...? Syrup... Jenai? Huh? Oh!!"

Quickly our boy wiped the obvious drool that escaped his mouth and 20 or 30 naughty thoughts passed by his pea brain. Then he said it.. Of course you knew it was coming.

"Well, sans syrup.. I am pretty much driven wild as it stands, and truth be told I have NEVER wanted to be a plate so bad in my life, as I do right at this moment...."

"Meow.."

Welp, there it was folks, granted it wasn't as bad as our boy normally does, but in a room with heavily armed woman, and to boot one who thinks men are to serve, that was pretty out there. SO let's see what happens next.

Option A, or B.

(Note: SEVERE apologies to any Chose yer ownzerz Adventure writers, and readers)

Option B:

Brian was caught staring... Oh yeah, no doubt about it.

"Well.. I.. Mmmmm Syrup... Jenai...? Syrup... Jenai? Huh? Oh!!"

Quickly our boy wiped the obvious drool that escaped his mouth and 20 or 30 naughty thoughts passed by his pea brain. Then he said it.. Of course you knew it was coming.

"Well, sans syrup.. I am pretty much driven wild as it stands, and truth be told I have NEVER wanted to be a plate so bad in my life, as I do right at this moment...."

"Meow.."

His eyes widened a moment, as he couldn't believe it came out.. Well he could, but not like that. Mind you the thoughts were a bit toned down, but there is was. Now came the reaction. Perhaps he should have said something 'Pooh type' instead..

The older Scathachian settled herself into a chair as the inner monologues of Brian and Jenai were off to a roaring start. As soon as she heard the Swedish chef's fresh retort, Isuelt couldn't help but look up. A dark eyebrow raised first at Brian, but as her brown gaze slithered to Jenai, her expression was also employing a wry grin.

Well, well, well...that was an exciting answer, the Judge thought to herself. And by the way Jenai's cheeks were rapidly moving to match her hair, she figured Jenai had thought it one hell of a remark, too.

As Isuelt sat at the table, her eyes toggling back and forth between the two, she wondered if her own breakfast would be undercooked, burned, or simply missing. After all, Brian had been caught drooling and had turned in a wickedly luscious compliment to Jen; sometimes when men have Scathachians on the brain....well....they don't really think clearly, do they?