In the kitchen where the smell of butter pancakes floats in the air. A single golden pancake sits on a royal plate at the center of the table, like it's the crown jewel of breakfast, Grandma was sitting in a distance sipping her tea like a royal retired Queen…. and that's the time when the battle begins...
Zain: "I saw the Pancake first! It even has my name written on it." (said while climbing on the table)
Farha: "Your name? In which language, Zainishi? Step aside, pancake boy, that fluffy round beauty belongs to me." (said while pulling back his arm)
Adeeb: "Well, well, well, what do we have here? A pancake…. And two amateurs' kids, fighting over it. I'll take that, you can thank me later." (said dramatically while entering the kitchen)
Zain: "Not fair!! Just because you're eldest it doesn't mean you can have it"
Farha: "Yeah, he is right, you can't just show up with your 'I go to the gym' attitude and steal it"
Adeeb: "oh please stop, you guys are making me blush" (said dramatically)
Zain: (grabs a fork as a sword) "Then we shall duel!"
Farha: (waving a spatula in her hand) "Game on, pancake pirates…."
Grandma: (she chuckles from a distance still sipping her tea) "Ahh… Hann… this pancake is more powerful than elections. Let me know who wins, I'll put it on auction online."
All three of them freeze and turn to her.
Adeeb: "Wait, did you say auction?"
Farha: "Grandma, it's just a pancake, not a bitcoin"
Zain: (gasps) "Grandma is turning into a villain!"
Grandma: (grins) "Oh dear, when you've raised three generations of drama queens and kings, you learn to monetize the madness."
Just then the pancake starts to slide slowly off the plate, as if it's tired of being the center of chaos.
Adeeb: "Look the pancake is making a run for it"
Farha and Zain: "Nooooooo!"
They all jumped into a dive for it at the same time...
Crashhhh...….
They collided in the middle of the air and fell into a tangled pile of limbs with wounded pride. The pancake flies though the air in slow motion and lands perfectly on grandma's plate.
Grandma: "Yo. Hoo..."
She calmly cuts a piece and takes a bite and winks at them.
Grandma: "Moral of the story, 'While you're busy fighting, granny wins the breakfast.'"
Zain: "I think, I just broke my dignity"
Farha: "I think, I landed on your dignity."
Adeeb: "Someone call an ambulance for my ego."