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Luciano wasn't quite sure how to take Waffle's statement about Michelle, but between himself and his fiance, he looked more insulted than she did. Michelle kept her bright smile and hummed to herself. He never understood how she could be so happy after hearing that.
After Pen had fallen over, he went to get up to aid her to the couch, but the others had already helped her out. He let out a sigh, and then awkwardly continued eating, "Well, um. . .," he said, he looked to see that everyone had moved about to the other room. Luciano wiped his mouth, then he looked over Michelle, "Want to go back upstairs?" Michelle kept her big and bright smile and shook her head, "Nope! Actually, I am in the mood for something sugary!" she let out a laugh then finished her stew. After she was done, she got up, "Want me to take your stuff to the kitchen, Luciano?" "No, Thank you, I will take it myself."
At the mention of KD needing someone to show her to her room, Luciano replied to her, "Yes, give me a moment." him and Michelle walked into the kitchen to wash their dishes.

After Pen managed to collapse on the couch, Nariana went back to the kitchen to put away her dishes. "Yep, this is gonna be fun..." she mumbled to herself and rolled her eyes. The string of events was putting her in a bad mood. She finished in the kitchen and went up to her room without another word. She pulled out her laptop again and continued to analyze the stock market. It's what she did when there was really nothing important to do. 'Or maybe I should call him...?' she thought for a few moments.

Pen rolled off the couch around 8am. She slowly stood up and then proceeded to stretch herself. By bending backwards then forwards again her spine was back in place and by rotating her head in such a way that a distinguish crack could be heard.

Such a lady like way of getting up in the morning she mused. Looking back down at the couch she remembered how she got there the night before. She went to rub the back of her head to find a bump but that was the only indication. Otherwise it didn't feel like she landed hard on the kitchen floor.

Thinking back to the night she began to cringed. Some friend I was, she thought. Going up to her room to freshen up she rushed back down and headed for the kitchen.

She then started to make a huge breakfast. It had been awhile since the last one she made but today she felt refreshed for some odd reason.

"ALYLOCHAR VIC CRESCENT! Are you mad!?" Elvraema voices filtered through the small green ball, that acted as Aly's P.A.D.

I'm mad to have told you what happened. "No I'm not mad sister. I'm not even anger. I'm actually rather stunned and still a little tired due to this whole mission. So if you wouldn't mind not yelling." She said leaning back in her chair, moving her towel around her head.

"But Aly, I thought you were just going to be a doctor. Not physically go on the-"

"So how is the opening of the first Crescent owned store going?" She said hoping to distract her sister. She sighed in pleasure as Alina massaged her feet.

"Oh the store! Its doing well, I put cousin in charge of it and Qualnryna is in charge opening party and gathering. We're opening today at 11:00 am sharp. Thinking about that, I have to see if Mother will be going." Aly could hear Elv's type. Strange how one must write an e-mail to mother to get her to reply...Well I guess it better then a face to face, she thought remembering those encounters with a small shudder.

"I'm sure since this will be rather public, that she won't show. There is more mystery that way and you know how mother loves mystery." Aly sniffed. A scent, from down stairs no less wafted up. "Look sister, I have to go."

"Hey, wait...I'm not done."

"End conversation!" Aly put up her hand, turning off her P.A.D with a wave of her hand. She wrapped her head in her towel, "Alina stop and rest."

As Alina obeyed, Aly got up flexing one foot and then the other. Time for breakfast, she thought cheerfully heading towards the stairs.

Sabe stirred as a little bit of sunlight hit his face. He woke up and looked at the ceiling with a look of uncertainty. Waffle was still asleep, oddly enough. One day left.

...Is someone cooking bacon or something else downstairs? he thought as he crawled out of bed and walked to the door. About halfway to the door he was dizzy and lightheaded, and dropped to the wooden floor until the strange feeling went away. He went down the stairs, careful to not stray too far from the rail; Sabe thought a sprained ankle today would throw a wrench in the next day's plans. He seemed to have a lot of things on his mind and wouldn't talk to too many people yet - not this early in the morning.

Making his way into the kitchen, he saw Pen making breakfast and smiled. "Good morning." he mumbled and walked past her to make some coffee. He was still groggy from just waking up and having not eaten dinner the night before.

After meditation and a quick shower KD headed down stairs. She walked into the kitchen and pour some orange juice for herself while greeting Pen. "Hey Pen, everything smells so good! Can I help in any way?"

Sabe hazily got his cup of coffee while he waited for Aly to finish getting her food. He didn't put any sweetener or cream in it; He thought the bitter taste would wake him up easily.

When he got the chance to get his food, he ended up putting almost twice as much as usual on his plate. He wasn't paying attention when putting syrup on them either until Waffle snuck up behind him.

"You taking food for two or what?" she said, smirking as Sabe was startled and further drained of color. She snatched Sabe's fork and got another, using them as tongs to move half of what was on his plate to hers before returning to the table. Sabe hung around to see how long until the bacon was done before going to the table as well. Maybe I should have slept in a little longer...

Nariana stepped into the bustling kitchen and stopped to smell the mouthwatering food. It smelled delicious! She eagerly grabbed a plateful of food and poured a glass of orange juice before sitting at the table. "Alright, who's the chef of all of this wonderful food?" she asked, a bit too excited.