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Cereal Killer 🥣

Not to be confused with SERIAL  KILLER!!!!!

I am participating in @wackydrabbles​​ prompt # 140 “you should worry about that tomorrow” which will appear in bold.  

The Book:  TRH Series:  Fast Forward Pairing:  Liam x Riley Warnings and Ratings:  Fluff all around.  I know you don’t see this from me a lot.  Word Count: 1129 Song Inspiration:  Hungry Girl: A Blurred Lines Parody Summary:  Riley is 16 weeks pregnant with the royal heir and wants some snacks from home.

If you enjoy this story, you will also enjoy an oldie but a goodie from me  

Apple Crisps

Original Post Update 04/02/22 at 10:46PM EST.

A/N:  This idea came about when I posed a question to the fandom if Drake Walker had to eat cereal, what kind would he eat.  @angelasscribbles​​ took it to another level and wondered what would the others eat, and how Liam would react to cold cereal.  I asked her could I use this in a fic, and she gave me her blessing to.  Thank you.  I also mentioned my girl would be a fan of Cinnamon Toast Crunch.  I’m putting this in the Fast Forward universe as I believe it’s the closest of my story lines to it.  

A/N2:  I mentioned the idea to @dcbbw​​  and she said I had to make my Riley pregnant in this, and honestly at first, I hadn’t thought about.  I originally had planned to be my Riley in social season craving some snack comforts from home.  And so it evolved into this little jewel. Thank you my friend.  

A/N3: And I know @queenwalton​​ has followed me from pretty much the beginning of my writing journey on this site, and she loves Fast Forward so much and just recently had a birthday that I wanted to dedicate this one to her.  Thank you for being my long distance healthcare worker friend, that I can always vent to, talking about the joys of being in healthcare in a pandemic.  And just checking in on me just to say hey.   Happy belated birthday!

Life was good. Correction, life was great. Riley never knew her life would be like this. Especially after the accident.  After the car accident that took her adoptive parents' lives Riley moved between group and foster homes until she wound up with of all people, Ophelia Smith who ironically took care of her parents.

One faithful evening Riley bumped into a handsome stranger on the street and she spent the night with him. Who knew that handsome stranger was actually the crown prince of his country in disguise, and would be able to offer Riley the Cinderella dream of a lifetime?

Riley Brooks went from a waitress and a pharmacy tech, to a lady, then a Duchess, to become  Queen Riley Rys of that country,

ruling next to that blue-eyed  stranger she bumped into on that fateful night on the streets of New York. And now she was preparing for what she thought was the biggest adventure of her life…. Motherhood.

Riley and Liam hadn't started decorating the baby's room yet, but they had so many onesies that had cute little sayings on it  that they had already filled up a dresser full of clothes. They bought them for each other as a game to see who could get the funniest one while they were on their pregnancy journey.

Riley Brooks-Rys smiled down at her baby bump, rubbing it affectionately.  She was 16 weeks pregnant with her  first child with Liam, King of Cordonia, a child destined to be the future crown prince or princess of the country.  

Riley Rys was having pregnancy cravings, and  it also didn't help that the only thing that didn't make her  projectile  vomit with morning sickness were nacho cheese Doritos and caffeine free root beer.  

Riley sucked the cheese powder off her fingers before she started typing on her computer. Cordonia had the best sweet treats but Riley was craving the snack comforts from home.

"So what do we want little one? I know we want more of your go to that makes you happy."

Riley added another case of nacho cheese Doritos to her Amazon shopping cart, and caffeine free root beer.

"I feel like we should get something different. Anything jumping out for you? No? I'll pick something good for us, that I know you'll love."

Riley scrolled through the food items until her interest was piqued.

Riley felt a soft kick and she knew.

"So we agree then?"

She rubbed her tummy.

"Okay, you're the boss."

"Now, if I may make a recommendation?  I think we would enjoy these as well. They will be new to you, but they are an old favorite of mine. Thoughts?"

Riley felt another kick, this time a little harder.

Riley added a case of cinnamon toast crunch to her shopping cart.

"Glad you trust me little one. Mama won't steer you wrong when it comes to American snacks and junk food. Your daddy will school you on all the healthy stuff and fine dining. Everything else? You should worry about that tomorrow.  I take that back. You won't need to worry about a thing. Mommy and Daddy will handle it for you. Because we love you to the moon….

"And back again."

She smiled at Liam as he walked up to her. He knelt and gently rubbed ther stomach.

"We love you so much already, and you're not even here yet. We can't wait to meet you, our beautiful sweet Baby Love."

"I like that name.  Are you finally on team girl with me? Because you basically just called the baby a mini me."

Liam smiled. "A little you walking around,  twirling in sparkly dresses like her beautiful mother does? I'd love that."

"I love you."

"And I you. I will leave you to order your snacks and turn a blind eye to the ungodly amounts of processed food you are feeding our unborn child."

"She loves it!"

Riley exclaimed with glee a few days later when the courier brought her  boxes of goodies.

"Did you know you're my favorite person today?"

"Thank you Queen Riley." The courier tipped his hat leaving her boxes of yummy goodness.

That night Riley woke up jonesin. Liam was sound asleep. Cinnamon Toast Crunch was what she wanted; Mama and baby agreed. She poured herself a huge bowl of cereal and got her milk out of the mini fridge Liam had installed in their quarters since Riley had cravings, and to save her endless trips to the kitchen in the middle of the night.

Riley got back in bed sitting criss cross apple sauce eating her cereal and milk.

She was only a few spoonfuls in when Liam rolled over rubbing his eyes.

"Riley what on earth are you eating?"

"Cinnamon toast crunch."

"Why is your food so loud?"

"It's cereal."

"Did you forget to cook it?"

"No, it's cereal. You don't cook it. You eat it cold. It's for breakfast."

"What does it look like?"

"Have you never had cereal before?"

Liam sat up to look into her large cereal bowl.

"No. My father would have been livid being served a cold breakfast from the cooks in the kitchen."

"Do you want to try it?"

The look on Liam's face was priceless; he still had questions.

"So it's cold and crunchy?"

"Oh my God, Liam go back to sleep."

"I would… if it didn't sound like my wife was eating a bowl of extra crunchy glass in surround sound right now."

"Well the baby likes it."

"Let me try a spoonful."

"I don't know if we're sharing our bowl of extra crunchy glass with you."

"Riley…." Liam laughed and he softly rubbed her shoulder smiling.

Riley let out an exasperated sigh.

"Come here."

Riley fed Liam a spoonful of cinnamon toast crunch.

"Why are American breakfast cereals so sweet?"

"Cuz, those are the best kind. Well there are cereals that aren't sweet like this like Raisin Bran, but only serial killers eat that for breakfast."

"As long as we're not feeding the baby what serial killers eat, I guess we're acing this parenting thing before we get out the gate then right?"

"My sentiments exactly!"

Liam laughed settling  back into bed listening  to his pregnant wife eating cereal sounding like a she was using jackhammer on a busy street.

Little did he know.

Five and a half years later….

Liam woke up to crunching yet again. He rolled over in bed to see….

Ellie. She was sitting criss cross applesauce in bed with a bowl of baby carrots.

Liam smiled looking at his daughter, wearing a white gown with teddy bears on it, with long unruly curls, like her mother crunching away on her snack.

"You are just like your mother."

"Do you want one Daddy?"

"Yes Baby Love."