Yet again, Brandon was never picky about his food.
The only time he would inwardly complain would be when it was Belle's cooking.
But recently, Belle improved. Which is why Brandon could now indulge in her food everyday.
But today… Belle wasn't here.
Surprisingly, Rachel was.
And her food?
"..."
"Eat up."
A smile was plastered on Rachel's face, as if she didn't think there was anything wrong with her cooking.
"The egg will go cold."
"This is…"
Brandon poked the 'egg' with his fork. As soon as it did, a strange crunch sound rang in the air and the food started crumbling.
"...An egg?"
"Yup, it's called charcoal egg."
Smiling, Rachel poked the egg with a fork. Extending her hand, she motioned to feed Brandon.
"Now open up."
"..."
"Hm?"
She cocked her head.
"What's wrong?"
"...I'll feed mys—Ungk!"