Neban woke up to someone jumping on the bed. "Papa, papa! Wake up already! Grandma made some breakfast."
Then he heard another voice say, "You should jump on his chest."
Neban opened his eyes when he felt his son getting on top of him. Theo bent down to where they were face to face. He gave a wide grin as he looked at his dad.
"Good morning, Theo." Neban greeted as his voice sounded more profound than before.
"Morning, papa. Grandma made some food for us. If you did not hurry, Siren said they were going to eat it all."
Neban glanced over at the other voice he heard, which was Siren. They were sitting on a chair in the room as their form was now a teenager.
Feeling his gaze, Siren looked over with a sly smirk as they had a plate of food, eating it as they never looked away.
Neban rolled his eyes at the behavior before sitting up, taking Theo with him. "I'm getting up."