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( @ Pen: I thought it was night at HQ, so I ignored it by mentioning how floating islands orbit. :3 )


Sabe made his way down the hall in a light grey long-sleeved shirt and yet another pair of dark slacks. He tacked his scarf on despite how horribly it matched.

It was average weather outside, and unlike yesterday a few neighboring islands were in plain sight. It would be surreal to anyone who lived on the ground, but it was nothing special here. A few people were on the balcony playing or watching people play a game of chess, and some were just milling about cluelessly. The wedding seemed well-timed, as today was one of those good days for slacking off.

The man at the fountain spotted Sabe and motioned for him to come over. As Sabe approached him, he glanced at the box as he could have sworn it made noises. The other guy just kicked the box, giving off the identifying metal clang. Sabe suddenly looked suspicious, but he was told that it wasn't anything bad. The man lifted the box to reveal a young ambiguous-looking person in a medium-length white doll dress, who had skin that was the color of cream, deep blue eyes, and short and pale blonde hair. The ambassador described the dazed poor soul as 'hard to find' and 'one of the best'. Sabe stood there, not knowing whether to lash out and beat this so-called 'gentleman' or to let it slide. The person locked in the cage looked hardly fifteen, and was starting to get scared from the tension. The foreigner took the keys to the cage and presumably the collar and gave them to Sabe.

Sabe couldn't take it anymore and suddenly pushed the man into the fountain. The noise made a lot of people turn around as Sabe was now trying to drown him. He couldn't put his feelings into words, not by a long shot.

Next morning, Luciano and Michelle got up and went downstairs to make up some coffee. Michelle wanted to make everyone some breakfast but Luciano objected to the idea by saying, "They are fully capable of doing it themselves, Amore." and then proceeded to pour himself a bowl of, what he called, 'a real man's breakfast'. . . which consisted of fun-shaped cereal with cool, and colourful marshmallows in it. Seconds later Pen had popped in, Michelle smiled at her and waved, "Hellooooo! Good morning!" Luciano looked up from his bowl of ceral and he said, "Good morning, Pen. Sleep alright?"

Luciano chewed and then swallowed, he gave Pen a smile and he said "Things are good over here -" "- Only because you're eating," Michelle then said, in a loud whisper to Pen, "He's much happier when he eats." then giggled. Luciano laughed and then rolled his eyes, "Anyway, Pen, we're good. ." Luciano shoveled some cereal into his mouth, and he said "So, our guest find his room without getting murdered?" "Oh? We have a new guest?" "Mhm- Pen, tell her about the new guy."

"Not dead yes, unharmed well thats a different story." Pen flexed her hand, feeling just fine, she took in some victory in that statement. However she sighed not exactly wanting to explain Jade. Though she was utterly annoyed by him she really didn't exactly know how to explain.

"He is a pain. Will that do?"

"Now why I'm the one who has to tell him? Its not like I'm the only who can." Pen would normally do as she was told even if she would, from time to time, voice a compliant. This request however seemed small enough to try to get out of and she would rather not deal with Jade first thing.

"You want any hash browns? I can't eat it all myself."

"Your no fun Boss Bro," Pen said with very sarcastic tone. She let out a sigh and continued with the hash browns. Facing Jade, especially now with him living with them and becoming part of the team, was going to unavoidable. For the team and the gang to work together she would have to fight alongside Jade, again. Her feelings and insecurities would have to be solved on her own time.

"Fine. Michelle do you want any hash browns?"

"Could I have some too?" Jade sat himself down at the table unaware of the conversations that come before him. He let out a yawn and then let his naked torso fall onto the table. He folded his arms into the pillow and tried to slowly wake up. Without his glasses, that were now left on his night stand, he was considerable blind. Other than blurry objects and forms he couldn't make things out.

Pen acted like she didn't hear anything and placed the hash browns on Michelle's plate and her own. The rest sat in the pan on the burner.

"Serve yourself, huh?" Jade looked up from his folded arms at the blurry cold form of Pen. With a quiet laugh and a small grin, he pushed up from the table and staggered over to the stove top. "You made this? Smells wonderful."

Pen kept her back to him eating the hash browns with her head down.

Jade went back to his seat with the pan and all and began to devour the remaining hash browns.