<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">Private: Creator 7</span><br/><br/>It was October 29. At least thats what it said as Jason crossed off another day on his calendar. He yawned as he ran his fingers through his messy brown hair. It was morning, it was Wednesday, it was time for school. He dragged himself to the bathroom to begin his morning routine.<br/><br/>He gazed into the mirror for a moment, as the water for the shower warmed up. He was still half asleep, but the heat of the water would change that. By the time his routine was done, he'd be wide awake and ready for the day. On his way down the stairs, his backpack strapped on his back, he took a deep breath of the air in the house. It smelled different this morning. It was similar to the smell of a campfire burning a bit of paper. When he realized this, he raced down the rest of the stairs, skipping two at a time. He slid into the kitchen on the slick, hardwood floors and discovered a smoking toaster. He lunged for the toaster, jiggling the toaster handle to get the bread to pop out, but it wouldn't budge.<br/><br/>"Terry! Terry the toast is burning again!" he called for his sister. She had a habit of leaving cooking food unattended and he really feared she'd accidentally burn the house down one day. A short girl with light brown hair and large, green eyes bolted into the room, sliding on the floor just as her brother did. She caught her balance at the last moment and turned the corner of the counter to reach the plug for the toaster, yanking it mercilessly from the wall, panting heavily.<br/><br/>Jason glared over at his sister as she pretended to be a bit out of breath. "Terry, what have we told you about leaving food unattended like that? the toaster could have exploded, what were you thinking!" he yelled, freaking out a bit. his sister, knowing how much of a softy he was, hugged him around the waist as she looked up into his green eyes with hers.<br/><br/>"I know, I know, I'm sorry. Will you make breakfast then, big brother?" she asked with a soft smile. Not being able to refuse his younger sister's charm, he sighed as he nodded in agreement,  making sure to clean up the toaster first.