The Professor took Buttercup's semi-awakening in stride, not even breaking the rhythm of flipping the bacon when her forehead collided with the table. "Oh, no. I wouldn't try to feed you girls liver again after what happened last time. We don't need anymore lie monsters running around this house, thank you!" Utonium reached into the cupboard for the powdered sugar and began customizing the toast: a smiley face for Bubbles, a skull and crossbones for Buttercup and Einstein sticking his tongue out for Blossom. That one always felt like a real accomplishment. Utonium chuckled at her request. "Now I know you're dreaming. I'd give you a good lecture on the importance of earning money," he said, turning to confirm that the loud clunk sound was indeed Buttercup's head again. He continued speaking as he approached her and reached into his pocket. "But you wouldn't hear it anyway, would you? I guess you can earn it later." He pulled out a ten and a five, lifted Buttercup's head ever so gently and laid it back down on top of the bills. Putting it into a pocket would have been preferable, but her sleepwear didn't have fabric enough to completely cover her, much less carry things. Utonium bent down and kissed the top of her head. "Just don't play it too loud when your sisters are studying, okay," he whispered.<br/><br/>Blossom arrived around then, just as he put the finishing touches on the mustache. "Oh. Good morning, Blossom. I'm glad at least one of you knows that the sun has risen." He laughed a little at both her and Buttercup's mention of liver. "Oh, girls, I only did that once. Besides, it was on sale that day, and now its far too costly." He picked up the two plates meant for Blossom and Buttercup, but stopped. "<em>No, we should wait for Bubbles. Thats the right thing to do,</em>[/i]" he thought, nodding as he did. Even after being a parent for this long, he still constantly scrutinized his performance.