ScorchedPoet

The day was still early when Teddy's alarm woke him up, rubbing at his eyes he quickly got up from beneath his comfortable quilt and stood up to stretch out. "Ugh.." the soft pecking at his pyjama leg was most certainly Louie his youngest Ducklett. "Hey.. i'm going." he chuckled and walked over to the door - popping out and into the hall with a slow forming trail of assorted Duckletts - and he begins the long task of laying out food for them all in all of their little dishes. When he finally finishes feeding all of his pokemon he turns to the kitchen and gets cooking for his daughter and son, who would be ready for waking up in around an hour- pancakes seemed like a good choice for today! And if he still had some strawberries they could top them. A soft clatter draws his attention from the pan he's setting on the stove... and he groans softly. "Louie no.." he realizes that the Ducklett has flapped up and knocked the leftover strawberries on the floor- where the Duck's quickly swarm