With Breaker...

The innocent boy slowly made his way to find his beloved mother. Jomo Momo, besides being a rather successful professor, takes joy in cooking. Opening her very own diner, she's an exceptional chef. Her restaurant opens daily, but the time varies. She has many other employees, such as waiters/waitresses, cashiers, and more. Breaker walks along, seeing some people sitting at tables and eating breakfast. The ravenette mouth starts to waters looking at the delicious food.

"Mmm~ So hungry...!" The black-haired male mumbles, not realizing his stomach had growled aloud. Some of the people eating there face him, chuckling at his cute antics. Of course, having everyone chuckling and staring made the male's face burn from the embarrassment.

Covering his face as it flushes red, he rushes towards the kitchen; Where his mother was most likely at. Noticing his mother humming as she stirs a boiling pot of something he couldn't see, the boy ran up and hugs the woman from behind. "Mom!" He cheers joyfully. The woman smiles patting his head.

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With Blake...

The male smiles as he catches his boomerang. He looks at his weapon as it dematerializes. Looking at the clock, he almost fell over. He has less than 1 hour before school; he didn't even have breakfast yet! Grabbing then stuffing his bag with everything he needed, he rushes to his younger brother's room. Knocking loudly, he waited anxiously in front of Bash's door. After not receiving a reply--he wasn't really patient--he kicks the door open.

As soon as he did, his younger brother looked visibly surprised. But, it didn't take long for shock to turn into annoyance. Before Bash could say anything, Blake interrupts. "Do you have any idea, what time it is?!" He shouts. Bash was about to give a remark before his eyes caught a glimpse of the time.

He stood up quickly. Placing his book back on its shelf, he slung his bag over his shoulder. Unlike his dear older brother, Bash had packed his bag the night before. Not wanting to admit he had lost track of time. He hurries to the door.

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With Bash

The blonde exits his room, ignoring his brother's whining. He speed-walks ahead. Besides trying to get away from the redhead, Bash was also more focused on hiding his embarrassment. Considering, he got distracted. His face dusted a light shade of pink. Although his walking speed is rather quick, it didn't take long for Blake to catch up. Both boys walk briskly and in silence. Literally stomping downstairs. (the restaurant is on the ground floor, the top floor is where Jomo Momo and her kids stay)

"I can't believe I lost track of time...!" Bash growls lowly. Regret lacing his voice. His older brother looks at him through the corner of his eye. "You and me both, bro..." He sighs, shaking his head. A half-smile on his lips.

The two boys spot their youngest brother sitting at a table. A woman with black hair that fades into a green sitting opposite of him. Who else if it wasn't their mother, Jomo Momo! Breaker catches his brothers' eye. Flailing his arms, he calls out to them. "Big brother~!" He smiles. The two older siblings beam back at their adorable brother and made their way to the table.

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The other two boys sat down at the table. The family starts a lively conversation. Smiling and laughing at their silly antics and stories. Blake was the most talkative, stopping only to eat/drink or to let others voice their opinions. Despite that, he sometimes cuts in. Bash would simply nod his head. He never was much of a conversationalist. Breaker smiles at his family, story-telling and joking once in a while. He was happy to be part of a family-like his. After a while, the boys excuse themselves; It was time for school. Giving their mother a hug, they dash off. Only flying once they make sure no one notices them. They could always walk; But, where's the fun in that?