It was sunday morning when Lance decide to open his eyes and glance at his window where the sunrays shine as bright as it could. ~what a lovely morning~ he thought to himself.

His ears caught the sounds of birds chipping at the trees outside as he smiled alone while stretching his body - waking up all the body system.

~ today is the day!~ he said, feeling all excited to kick off the day.

Without even brush his teeth or wash his face, he rushes to the kitchen. He knew he would find his father there. He was right.

His father were there ; standing at the kitchen stove, cooking some eggs and bacon for their breakfast.