"Kuuuupoooo! That's Ebony's fault!" Ivory whines in indignation, flailing her tiny moogle arms.

Noct catches the look on Ignis' face and turns to see the two piles of sugar waffle. Whoa. And he thought he was bad. "Knock it off, Ivory." He frowns. "You know, I expected the whining from Ebony..."

But then, Ebony knows better. He turns back around, getting another plate out and putting the fresh waffle on it. Trade ya, Igs. "Thanks."