"Boris?" You called, receiving no reply. Seeing a broken vase at ur feet you noticed some muddy pawprints leading around the corner "i know your there young man" you continue, seeing black fur a 3 year old boris peaks around the corner with a whimper.

You didny look upset and you didnt look sad, you looked concerned "did you hurt yourseld on the glass?" You asked, boris shook his head slowly and lowers his ears as he does when hes in trouble.

"Im not mad but you need to be more careful" you said with a smile "now clean that mud off your paws and come help me clean ok" you continued, boris nods with his ears going back to their normal position and runs to the bathroom to clean himself off.

When all the glass and mud got cleaned up boris followed you into the kitchen, just as you where filling up a pot with water you see at the corner of your eye a ball of black fur jumping to climb up the counter.
You turned off the water to see boris "whats wrong boris?" You asked and boris looked at you with big eyes "help!" He said. "Aaaaw you want to help me cook? Ok boris." You said as you let the sweet 2 year old help you fix dinner then take the hot and ready meal to the older brother bendy who is resting in bed after another ink illness episode....

*present day*

Today was....eventful.

After that big episode and dreadful conversation with his older brother bendy and a sudden piggy back race with the gang he really needed a break.
With some food.
*mushroom soup sounds pretty good right about now* boris thaught rummaging through his big backpack.
He had a few cans of soup, he would rather make it by scratch but he didnt have the items or backpack space to have everything he needed to make that from scratch. Canned food was the best option for the long journey ahead.

Pulling out the cans and can opener mugs starts up the fire and sets the pot over it so they can heat up the soup, cold soups not the best after all.

Boris stared at the cans with a distant look in his eyes, on the label of the can...it has a name that he was so familiar with. You owned a company named (companys name) before you retired, made canned soup with your own special recipes. You retired after you had bendy and boris, not wanting to stay away from your own kids for a long time to work. So you hired a special person you can trust to manage it all while you no longer manage it all.

To this day its still in buisness.

"Boris is everything ok?" Mugs asked, snapping outta his thaughts boris turns to look at him "the pots ready" mugs continued "oh...sorry" boris said before pouring the soup into the pot to heat up.

"Just remembering something..." He spoke "what is it?" Mugs asked, it wouldnt hurt to tell him right? Hes got nothing to lose "my uh...(m/d) used to own (companys name) and i was just remembering the time they taught me this recipe" boris explained, mugs picked up the now empty can and looked at the lamble "wow... What other recipes did they teach you?" Mugs said happily "bacon soup, mushroom soup, chicken noodle,tomato, basically all kinds or soup stuff. But if your asking for things besides soup they taught me how to make a pumpkin pie once" boris said, course there are other things then that you had taught him but he didnt want to bore him with that long list.

Soon the soup was finished and then it was surved with the whole group.
Course everyone loved it especially bendy and boris.

I mean. Who wouldnt love their parents recipes?