Chapter 3 - the setup

Leah slept in until nearly 10:30 AM, by which time Emma had been awake for hours. Rather than waste this time she made a doughnut run, getting a dozen to share between her and her daughter. On returning home she quickly whipped up a batch of pancakes, and two pounds of bacon, all while munching on her half of the doughnuts, finishing off 3 before Leah walked downstairs.

She was still wearing her nightclothes, and despite having an entire sleep cycle to deflate if it were simply bloated, her belly still did its job of slightly separating her shorts from her top as they had the previous evening.

"Morning, honey," Emma called out as Leah walked into the kitchen. "You have excellent timing, I just finished cooking breakfast."

"For the salvation army?! There's like a million servings here!" Leah responded, more than a bit surprised at the sheer volume of food before her.

"Oh lighten up," Emma replied. "It's not that much, and I haven't eaten mine yet."
"Here you go," she said, dumping a dozen strips of bacon, two doughnuts, and a half dozen pancakes (smothered in butter and syrup) onto a plate in front of Leah, before helping herself to a similar serving.

Seeing her mom taking just as much as she had before her, Leah decided to let it go and enjoy the meal. Bacon was another food she hadn't allowed herself as a cheerleader and was once again regretting her diet. The bacon was perfectly cooked; not too floppy, but also not burnt.

After finishing her bacon in barely thirty seconds, she scarfed down a doughnut, almost so fast she didn't even realize it was a jelly filled one. Before she continued on to her pancakes though she managed to chug nearly a pint of whole milk to quench her thirst. She then attacked her pancakes with a vengeance, not noticing that Emma was using the opportunity to refill her bacon and slip in another doughnut.

Thinking she was done after finishing her pancakes, Leah was a tad surprised to see her plate had been replenished. Unfazed, she set to work on the food in front of her once again without so much as a raised eyebrow to her mom.

She was so concentrated on eating the the seemingly unending pile of food that she didn't notice Emma was eating just as much, if not more.

By the time Leah was finishing the last of her food, Emma was washing her dishes.

"Oh, Leah, I just remembered," her mom began. "This afternoon Kelly's coming over with the kids so you guys can get to know each other before you start babysitting them tomorrow."