Craig has been in school non stop for over a year now. Yeah, he even took summer school. But he has fond memories of it because of breakfast time. Every morning he would wake up and get Vash out of bed. Then he'd cook up a big plate of scrambled eggs and cover it with ketchup. Vash would be in his highchair and Craig would just pull up a chair, sharing Vash's tray, and together they'd eat the plate of eggs.
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