nothing special (Ted, Mickie, and anyone else)

Mickie smiled back. "What is for breakfast anyway", Mickie asked.

"Blueberry pancakes." Helen said.

"yuuummmy", Mickie said. "I am so hungry".

"It will be done soon." Helen said.

"Okay, well i'll try to go get you son up, anyone wanna help me", Mickie said.

"Just let him sleep." Ted Sr. said.

"Well he is up, he just wont get up like stand up", Mickie said.

"He's so lazy." Brett said.

"Im going to jump on him again", Mickie said as she ran to the couch and jumped on Ted.

Ted groaned.

"Please get up", Mickie asked with a puppydog face.

Ted shook his head.

"Why not", Mickie asked.

"Because I got up in the midle of the night and sprained my ankle and my mom will freak if she finds out." Ted said.

"She is gonna find out sooner or later", Mickie said. "You know that right".

"If I sit here long enough she won't." Ted said.

"What did you do anyway? did you fall or something", Mickie asked

"Yeah." Ted said.

"Aw poor baby". Mickie kissed him on the cheek.

Ted nodded with a pout.

Mickie stretched out on the couch with her head in Ted's lap.

Ted stroked Mickie's hair.

Mickie rubbed her eyes.

Ted yawned.

"This feels good to relax", Mickie said.