Cane's POV
I woke up before the sun. The room was still dark, just a little gray light at the window. I had a mission today. A fun mission. No business. No bad guys. Just my family.
I wanted to make them breakfast. A big, special one.
There was one problem. I don't know how to cook.
I mean, I can make toast. Sometimes I burn it. And I can pour cereal. That's about it.
But today, I was going to make pancakes. They looked easy in the pictures. Fluffy and golden.
I crept out of bed so I wouldn't wake Steph. I went to the kitchen and got my phone. I searched for 'easy pancake recipe for beginners'. I found a video. A nice lady was smiling and mixing things. "It's so simple!" she said.
I got a big bowl. I found flour. I poured some in. The video said 'one cup'. I didn't see a measuring cup. I used a coffee mug. It looked like one cup.
