***Hello, everyone! I told you I'd be back, so here I am. Cuphead, Mugman, and the Elder Kettle all are not mine, so let's roll!

Part Two

It was at least ten before Cuphead awoke. He was too cozy in his—wait, what? He hadn't had a bed in forever!

But, he was in a soft, safe guest room in someone's house with Mugman on his chest. Shoot, Mugman hadn't even woken up during the night! He was laying by his brother, snoring softly.

Cuphead couldn't help a smile. He gently tapped Mugman's shoulder, prompting the infant's eyes to open. He gave a little yawn.

"Morning," Cuphead said, grinning. He tried to remember what had happened the previous night.

Pouring rain... Mugman needed food... the Elder Kettle... that was it. They were at the home of the Elder Kettle.

Cuphead's stomach then rumbled. Mugman made a little noise, as if asking what that noise was. Cuphead picked him up.

"Come on, Muggy. Let's see if we can get us some food," he said. Mugman nodded.

So, Cuphead went down the stairs to find the Elder Kettle awake already and reading.

"Good morning, boys," he said.

"Morning," Cuphead said. Mugman gave a small wave.

"I suppose you two will want some breakfast. Well, I didn't want to start cooking until you two were awake so the food wouldn't be cold. I got Mugman some formula, so how do pancakes and bacon for us sound, Cuphead?" the Elder Kettle asked as he stood up, padding off towards the kitchen.

"Awesome!" the young boy cheered.

So, the three went off to the kitchen. Cuphead sat at the table and sat Mugman on a stack of books that was placed on a chair. "Huh?" he asked. "I think he's confused," Cuphead said.

The Elder Kettle was amused as he went over and began to get out the ingredients needed for pancakes and bacon.

"Well, it's what I can do for the time being."

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It didn't take long for breakfast to be made. Notably, Cuphead made sure that Mugman drank his formula before even looking towards his plate.

"You really care for your brother," the Elder Kettle commented. This was his chance to get at least some information.

Cuphead finished putting some syrup in his pancakes. "Yeah. I've always cared about him and Muggy depends on me," he said, smiling a little.

The Elder Kettle felt a little guilty about his next words. But, he had to ask.

"What happened to your parents?"

The smile fell from Cuphead's face. He suddenly began to fiddle with his gloves.

"I don't have a mom. She didn't have good health, so having Mugman... she didn't live. Dad went to the Devil's Casino over and over and I learned how to look after Muggy. One day, Dad left and never came back. We lost the house too. We've been alone for two months and without a house for one," he explained.

Tears began to drip from his eyes. "I-I miss my mom. And I want my dad back. I can't be Mugman's mother," he blubbered.

The Elder Kettle walked over to the distraught boy. "You have a home with me, then," he said.

Through tears, Cuphead smiled. "Th-thank you," he got out. Mugman even gave a happy sound.

The Elder Kettle smiled at them both, patting their backs warmly.

Internally, he began to make a list. He had some shopping to do to accommodate for these two little cups who'd wandered into his life.

But, he was glad to have them nonetheless.

***I'm sorry if there were an excess amount of typos, I'm uploading this from my phone. Anyways, be sure to leave a review on the way out and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!