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Violetta sets to making the batter as well as she can, turning on the griddle for cakes. Her hands shake moderately, but she's gotten better at controlling it since her preteen years. Pouring the batter, she lets it cook while she watches the new boy and Alex converse. He's cute when he gets excited, she decides. When Alex showed off his fire, though, he ran away again. Easily scared, indeed.

"Alex, you scared him again," she says, stifling a short laugh. "Would you please get him to wash his hands so we can sit down?"

Violetta sticks her head out of the kitchen area and calls "breakfast!" to whoever is up, then goes back to flip the pancakes.