The next morning, Freya headed downstairs to grab something to eat and see if Xavier was alright. She hadn't seen the snake beastman since yesterday, but thankfully Wilson called Xavier before he got too far.
The older snake beastman, however, decided to do a little detour and promised to be back in the morning. Freya hoped he was doing okay despite the horrible prank.
As she entered the kitchen, she noticed Wilson was there too. But he didn't seem to be there for breakfast. Instead he was placing bowls and bags on the table.
Freya pursed her lips at the sight, recognizing a few ingredients. However, she wasn't sure what the snake beastman was up to. Last she remembered the snake beastman couldn't cook. Or bake by the looks of things.
"Freya!" Wilson called out, quickly moving over to her. "You're just here in time!"
"Um… time for what?" Freya asked.
