Flashbacks are fun

There were two things that were capable of making the teenager hero leave her bed in a free-from-school morning, one was a mission and number two the sound and smell of breakfast tantalizing her senses and beckoning her downstairs; so with heavy steps and with her head still heavy-laded from a well deserved eight hours of sleep she was now slowly shifting her legs until she arrived to the kitchen.

She was known for quick reflexes and fast thinking in her short time as a hero but in the morning and in the safety of her home there was no question that she wasn't that quick reacting to her unexpected guess.

The only thing she saw was the plate of toast with butter, scrambled eggs with cheese, sizzling bacon and a glass of apple juice.

Quickly putting her fork in motion she saw her mother sitting in front of her with her usual cup of coffee; seems she didn't have to be in the hospital today so that meant...

"Good morning mom, good morning dad" With the greetings out of the way she then went on to enjoy the breakfast, which in her opinion tasted even better today, seems like her dad put everything on the food, she was so engrosed in the food that she didn't notice how red and embarrased her mother looked right now.