Snippet #2466231

It was moments after the fridge had closed that Cianna had stopped pretending to play with Nix and was sulking in a corner. Her eyes darted from Al to Nix with a frown on her face. He hadn't managed to get the code and so while Al was preparing their breakfast Cianna was back on a stool and messing with the code, getting Nix to tell her what the next numbers were that she had to put into the box.

The numbers from 0021 to 0030 didn't open the fridge though and the system was locked until she'd eventually try again at lunch. Breakfast had been served though. And with the fact that the code hadn't been seen, Cianna was in a bad mood. So much for the good mood lasting.

She made it to the table and took their bowls, putting Nix's on the floor with hers and examining it closely. When she deemed that it had the same amount in, she took her bowl and spoon and poured half into Nix's bowl. Along with giving him all the fruit and cereal.

"I only wanted yoghurt. And Nix needs three. I have one." She told Al, her tone showing her change of attitude. With that done (which Cianna knew she wasn't going to get away with it) the pair sat and ate. Nix's disappearing at some point and Cianna finishing the yoghurt and leaving any stray bits of fruit.