Frankie walked into the kichen, past his mother and plucked up an apple, shining it on his jumper and looking at both his parents again. Would it be so bad if they were snogging? Why was he so shocked... maybe because he hadn't seen them together since he was very small, he wasn't used to it.
He sighed and bit into the apple until his mother suggested sending Minnie an owl. Guh, I'm so stupid, of course. He chewed, maybe a little too fast and caught an odd look on his father's face before he swallowed. "Sure, I'll just... go and do that." Frankie smiled and sidled past them both and up the stairs again.
Suddenly the apple was forgotten, well, almost forgotten - he took another bite before getting his parchment and quill out and taking his time...