[gremlin]

( sorry this was short! )

Roy could smell the boy cooking and he wondered what it was. It didn't exactly have an attractive smell and he hoped that it would taste much better than it smelled. "What is he cooking?" he asked the aunt, though he didn't expect an answer. The woman rolled her eyes and told him that it was a breakfast for someone who had spent a night drinking. He wrinkled his nose in disgust, he wasn't looking forward to this meal. Well, he never looked forward to food at all but he did have a sense of taste. "That doesn't sound too good though I suppose I have no choice, do I?" he asked then laughed. The woman smiled at him though it wasn't a friendly smile, it was almost evil.