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"Chocolate.." He said simply. If there was one thing he had gotten from hsi mother, it was his love for chocolate. He slammed the fridge door upon finding nothing there. "Damn it." He said, starting for the pantry,s miling at Shavira's compliments as he passed.

Deimos' eyes lit up and he beamed at Shavira as she delivered the chocolate bar. "Thanks, Smart Shavi! You're the best!" He said, almsot in extacy as he unwraped the candy, rufffling up Shavira's hair as he took a large chomp out of it. Oh sweet sweet chocolate. How I love thee.

Deimos finished of the chocolate bar in no time flat, smiling broadly as he licked his lisp clean. He patted his stomch, he was satisfied. "Thanks, Smart Shavi." He said again making it to the door. "Eat good! He called back with a smalll wave before he headed back to his room.

A loud snapping and breaking sound could heard coming from within the walls, ceilling and floor. The whole structure started to tremble and change, taking a new, bigger and more elaborate form
It didn't take long before it stoped, but nothing was in the same place anymore

The once 'small' green area had now turned into a huge place
To the north a huge sea-like lake covered most of the landscape, with a set of islands floating in the distance
To the east a higly ridged mountain rose from the ground, with a luxuriant forest growing at its feet. A small road was barely visible, going all the way up and then disapearing to the other side
To the west and south the once forbidden woods were now a large dark forest. And between it, the lake and the river stood a complex of buildings that were the newly formed farm

And the inside the HQ had also suffered a drastic change. It was now much bigger and taller than before, despite of the 2nd an3rd floor fusing together
On the first floor a whole new area had been added on the east side, dedicated to the instruction of the Mishaps
The older blue, red and yellow areas had also changed. New rooms were added and the older ones were wider than before

The Mishaps rooms were now placed in a new disposition, all of in one single floor now. They too had expanded, giving the guardians and their children a much wider space to live in
Also a new magic was given to them, allowing the rooms to be chaged directly by the guardians whenever they needed

And as for the 3rd floor, the attic had lowered and merged with it, while the minishop inflated its space. Also a semi-natural pond and luxuriant vegetation covered the rest of the now soil covered floor

Ugh. The joys of laundry. Varlen sighed as he dragged down a basket of dirty quilting and baby clothing to the laundry room, Bergerac tucked carefully in one arm. He had been putting off doing this chore for as long as possible, since the tall drow loathed washing machines and dryers with a passion, but alas, things had gotten too built up. It had to be done today.

That didn't mean he had to be happy about ti, oh no. Indeed, the dark elf had muttered an almost constant stream of curses in his native tongue during the trip down the stairs and most of the way through the laundry room. He had broken off as soon as he head voices emanating from the laundry room, above the horrid drone of the washing machines.

He entered the laundry room, only to stop dead when he spotted the shirtless woman sitting atop a dryer. What in the nine hells....? Tsk. Rivvin. Each one had less decenc than the last, it seemed.

Bergerac, who had been staring calmly up at Varlen while he carried her down, muttering... stuff, turned her head in curiosity when she felt Varlen come to a sudden stop. She squinted against the slight in the room, but made a small noise upon seeing figures, reaching out with one small hand. "Peeee..."

Bergerac made a small cooing noise, reaching out to Shamilade. Greeeeen! The other Mishap's skin tone intrigued Bergerac greatly, and she tried to touch it. Alas, her arms were too short, so she was forced to give a resigned burble and settle back down in Varlen's grasp. "Geeeeeen...."

"... Kitty? Madame, Bergerac is NOT a cat." Varlen frowned, already irritated by this strange topless woman. He made to step around her, but found (much to his frustration) that she had him all but blocked within the doorframe. His frown intensified. Ugh. This wasn't his day.

Varlen leaned back, easily evading Erishi's hand. The fact that he stood a good foot and a half over her already made it easy to heep his head out of her reach. Still, he didn't want that psycho lady to TOUCH him. At. All. It was if he feared some of her weirdness would rub off on him. Nonetheless, he set Bergerac down next to Shammi after eyeing the other mishap uncertainly for a moment. Yet, despite the fact that he had given in on allowing Bergerac to play with Shammi, that certainly DIDN'T mean that Varlen wanted himself entangled with Erishi at all.

"I can handle my own chores," he responded rather icily, hefting his laundry and tossing it into the washer farthest from Erishi. "And I don't need your help..."

Bergerac merely stared after Varlen, confused by how he was acting. Her distraction was short-lived, however, since she soon remembered that the green mishap was right by her. She turned back, staring at Shammi, not quite sure what to do now...