Emma woke up to the sound of the birds chirping and smiled as she laid on the soft linen fabric. She sat there and thought about how wonderful today was going to be and what she would do to pass the time. It was never hard for the young brunette to find something to do. Sometimes she would help around the house and then go outside, while other days she would travel to town and get things needed for certain occasions. But she knew exactly what she was gonna do today. She was going to go out with her mother and buy: bread, milk, eggs, flour, and butter. If you haven't already guessed, Emma's buying stuff to bake a cake. Today is her father's birthday and since he was going to be at work until 5, she wanted to suprise him and have everything ready for his special day. She got out of her bed and quickly got dressed in her favorite blue dress. It had white lining that covered each and every end of the summer dress and had nice white designs all over it. Emma smiled again and quickly ran downstairs to the dining room where she saw her mother and father. Her mother, Marrisa, was making breakfast on the oven while her father, Jared, was sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea while reading, 'Cendriona  Daily Prophet'.

"Marrisa, listen to this." Jared said as he motioned for his wife to pay attention which she gladly did. "Another one of them monsters attacked a townsman! Says here that he was on his way home when one just suddenly jumped out and attack. The poor guys getting medical attention right now but he's severely injured- that theres a chance that he may not make it."

"Oh my. Thats terrible." Marrisa responded as she put her hand over her mouth in sympathy. She looked over and finally saw Emma standing at the top of the steps not knowing that she had heard their entire conversation. "Emma, darling. I made your favorite. Pancakes with strawberries and blueberries. I made sure that they were freshly picked from our garden- just the way you like it."

Emma quickly sat down and started eating her breakfast. She stopped after a few bites and looked at her father. "Father, how would you feel if someone finally got up and did something about this mess?"

Jared thought for a moment and then replied, "Well I'd be glad that this thing might come to an end thanks to that person. It would be the best birthday present ever. Why?"

"Just wondering." She then started to eat her food again not daring to say another word.

After about 20 minutes, Emma got up to clear her food off of her plate. She bid her father adieu and turned to her mother. "Are you ready to go?" Marrisa asked her daughter as she grabbed her purse and opened the front door.

"I was born ready." Emma replied as she hurried out the front door. Maybe, Emma thought as she followed her mother down the cobblestone path.
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