“The Brady Bunch” fan-fiction. This is about seeing how over-the-top I can get. It was a very Brady breakfast, consisting of flapjacks and sausages all made by Carol Brady. “Poor Alice! She was sick most of the night. I have given her the day off… hm… I think the sausages are not quite right,” she mused with sadness in her voice “but I tried, I really tried.” “Oh no, mom!” Marsha said “you make the best sausages ever!” Peter encouraged. And all the other Brady kids nodded in agreement. Mike Brady carefully laid down his newspaper, and surveyed his perfect…
