Great morning, great day

In terms of cooking skills, there’s a huge gap between his and his brother Tim, but to no less, Van was still able to cook a decent breakfast. He made cottage cheese, fried rice, fried rice, pancakes, waffles, broth, and slices of bacon.

Of course, the aroma of the delicacies didn’t fail to provoke Tim to wake up early and go outside despite not wearing anything.

Tim got out and smelled the air, “What is that?” he asked, amused by the incredible smell of Van’s cooking.

Tim got closer, he immediately got a fork, spoon, and a silver plate, and had his eyes set on the waffles and the cottage cheese.

Van was in the middle of packing the fried rice and the pancakes when he noticed a flash of the fork before his eyes. The fork in his left hand flew over and stopped Tim’s fork. Their forks seemingly flashing lights.

“Whoa, whoa.” Van started, “You have to wait for a buddy, I’m not done sorting out yet.”

Tim finally noticed the food containers.