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"We's all made your breakfast for you, Mama!" Jessie stated proudly. "And Jenny picked the flowers," BB added. Jenny nodded to confirm. Vixen gave each of her kids an appreciative look. "I'm sure it'll taste as good as it smells."

"If it don't," Jessie began. She glanced over towards her dad, who was leaning in the doorway watching them. "Then it'd be Papa's fault. He was helpin', to make sure we made you a delicious breakfast." Vixen laughed at the comment, while Foxy shook his head in amusement. "In that case, it'll taste great."

"Alright, you guys," Junior spoke up. "Let's let mom have her breakfast!" The others nodded, and after wishing their mom a good breakfast, the four kids all left the bedroom.

"So," Vixen began, looking to Foxy curiously. "No kids were left unattended in the kitchen in the making of this breakfast?" Foxy chuckled. "Don't ye worry, lass. T'was nothin' but smooth sailin' this mornin'." Vixen nodded in approval. "Happy to hear."

Before taking his own leave, (more to be sure the kids all helped clean the breakfast mess), Foxy went over to give Vixen a kiss 'good morning'. "A happy Mother's Day t'ya, Vix." Vixen hummed. "Thanks, love." Foxy gave her a small nod, turning to leave the room—closing the door partway for a little more peace and quiet while Vixen ate her breakfast.

Now alone to eat, Vixen first picked up the envelope from the tray. Eager to read its contents, predicting it would be lovingly written with sentiments from both twins expressing how much they loved her. The Mother's Day cards were always her favorite.

The community garden near the park trails was always something Francine loved about Newer Home. Initially, when she saw the sign stating the garden to be a project overlooked directly by King Asgore himself, Francine had just assumed it to be another community program he was simply ensuring was funded. That was until she'd noticed him gardening alongside the other town residents who used the garden. It was obvious to her that the Monster king knew what he was doing, as he tended to a lovely patch of colorful flowers—hybrid flowers, Francine had noticed. One exchange of pleasantries later, was when she finally learned of Asgore's love of gardening. So, the addition of a community garden in Newer Home made perfect sense.

Asgore wasn't at the garden now. No one else really was, which Francine had expected when she made it to the community garden that morning. She didn't often see early 'birds' at the garden, at least not in the short time she'd been using the community garden. A brief time that would be coming to an end soon, for now, that was.

The carefully selected flowers she'd been growing in the community garden, the rose hued Carnations, warm colored Gerber Daisies, multicolored Tulips, and even the Lilies—with their pink, and white fade petals—were ready for picking. That was exactly what Francine was here doing that morning. Making sure her dear mother would have a fresh bouquet of flowers as a centerpiece later that morning.