"The toast is done!" Gideon loudly reported as the toast popped out, pointing at the toast before he turned to Holden, more focused on that than the scary dentist and brushing his teeth. Urgh, it was so boring. And yet, it was utterly fascinating to watch as Holden made food. The eggs were crispy, the salt was added and suddenly they had plates! Plates for the food they made.

"What do we do now?" Did they eat the egg with the toast? How did he eat an egg? He was bad with his fork so he hoped hands were fine.