Clear was sure to begin helping, not at all the time to hang around and idle. He snagged the graham crackers from a cabinet and just as quickly located some small, square-shaped chocolate bars, perfect for s'mores. Yeah, he hit the jackpot.

"Pancake breakfasts? Ooh, Zelda-san! I can cook those!" He looked to her with pleading eyes, approaching with the extra ingredients and dropped them on the counter. He had to find the kitchen shears to get these bad boys open.

"Could I... Could I help with the pancake breakfasts? Maybe?"