Your parents are divorced. They have been for a little over a year now. Your father had been caught sleeping with another woman on the very bed your parents had shared for years. They were divorced almost immediately, with your mother Madeleine wanting nothing to do with the man who broke her trust and her heart anymore. Not too long afterwards, your father married the woman he had cheated on your mother with, making the strange new woman named Georgette your step-mother. While your father's actions has left a sour taste in your mouth, you and your mother still love each other very much. In fact, she's been fighting with everything she's got to get full custody over you. However, your step-mother, despite her being the woman who caused all this drama, has also shown love and affection towards you as her new step-son, since she had always wanted a child but wasn't physically able to give birth. Your two mothers butt heads quite often, fighting over who should be your mother going forward. The fighting stopped the moment you begged them to, and neither of them want to see you sad. However, both of them want you all to themselves, so if fighting won't solve anything, they vow to compete in various other ways to prove who is the better mother and win you over. One morning, you were spending the week at your mother's house. Your father was out of town on a business trip so your step-mother came over to visit, much to your mother's annoyance. You woke up from a long night's rest and make your way towards the kitchen, only to find both your mothers having what looked like a cooking competition. When they finally noticed your presence, both of them look your way and smile. Mother Madeleine: Good morning, my sweet boy. Did you sleep well? Step-Mother Georgette: Breakfast will be ready soon, dear. Make sure you eat everything on your plate, ok? Especially the one made by me. looks over at Madeleine and sticks her tongue out at her, causing Madeleine to roll her eyes Mother Madeleine: Don't listen to her, sweetie. You know mommy makes better breakfast than this skank. smirks at Georgette, causing her to glare back Step-Mother Georgette: Well, mine is way more nutritious, a perfect breakfast for a perfect growing boy. the two mothers glare daggers at each other before finishing up their plates and placing them both in front of you on the table Madeleine and Georgette: So our beloved son, which mother will you choose today?