It's been awhile since I last touched the original version of this story. For people who read the original, I started the game again and decided to give this another try. As for people who haven't seen the original, I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1: Sick Day

In the capital of the Halidom of Ylisse, Ylisstol, there were many apartment complexes which housed thousands of the city's residents. Among these many residents was a girl by the name of Severa. She was the daughter of some of Ylisse's finest warriors, Lon'qu and Cordelia.

Today, she trudged through her apartment, covering herself with a blanket and sniffling profusely. She sat down on the couch in the center of the living room and laid back.

"Typical…" She sneezed. "I'm sick as a dog and that dolt Inigo is out on a date." She looked over at the table in front of the couch, and eyed her phone. She reached forward and quickly dialed her best friend's phone number.

After a few rings, a voice came through the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Morgan. I need you to come over."

"What about Inigo?"

"You really think-" She sniffed again. "that he'd remember that I'm sick?"

"Yeah…?"

"Well, he's out on one of his dates… again."

"Again?" On the other side of the phone, Morgan sounded quite surprised.

"It doesn't matter. Just come over her with Owain." She hung up and dropped the smartphone onto the couch. She reached forward once again and picked up the remote before turning on the flat screen T.V in front of her. "How self-centered do you have to be to put your own sex life before your roommate's health?"

After watching T.V for a short while, Severa's stomach growled and she stood. "Dammit all…" She walked over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. As she scanned its contents, the doorbell rang. As she opened the door, she saw her best friend Morgan and her older brother, Owain.

The blonde girl smiled sincerely at her friend, while her brother stood behind her with a calm look on his face and his hands in his jean pockets. Severa invited them in and led them to the couch. Owain sat in the recliner nearby.

"So," Morgan shot up from the couch and clasped her hands together happily. "Are you hungry, Severa?"

"Yeah…" Her eyes trailed after Morgan as she headed for the kitchen. "Could you get me some LifeTM?" Her friend returned with the cereal soon and handed it to her. "Thanks.

"We'll stay here with you all day if we have to be!" Said Morgan.

"Don't say that." Said Inigo. He rested his elbow in the arm rested and leaned his head on his fist. "You're making it sound like Inigo's going to be gone all day."

"You might have to stay here the entire day." Said Severa with a snort. "He's out with some girl again."

Owain laughed and leaned forward, eyebrow raised and a look of intrigue on his face. "How many women has he bed that he isn't a father yet?!"

"I'd say close to fifty." She ate a spoonful of the cereal. "Might be an exaggeration, but I'm pretty damn sure that's right. He never leaves without condoms anyway."

"What?!" Morgan gasped. "How come they all don't hate him?"

Severa shrugged. "I think they're just too dumb to realize what he's up to? Dumb sluts…"

"Severa!" Morgan puffed out her cheeks disapprovingly. "Don't say stuff like that!"

"Whatever."

"He's getting to you, isn't he?" Said Morgan with a sigh. "You're a good person, Severa. I don't see how Inigo get's laid nearly every night while you're single."

"What about you two?" She asked.

Morgan's eyes widened and her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. "W-w-what are you talking about?! Owain's my brother!"

Seeing her friend panic put a smile on her face. "Some people are into that, y'know."

"On a serious note," Began Owain. "We're in a similar situation; we're both single. Although… Morgan is quite popular. I don't know why she hasn't had any luck."

"T-that doesn't matter!" She began shuffling in her seat. "I'm just not ready to lose my virginity, okay?"

"Good reason." Owain looked at Severa, a mischievous look on his face. "But what about you, Severa? Do you have an excuse?"

She glared daggers at the young man. "I'd rather die than sleep with that pig, you hear me?"

As she said that, the door opened, and Inigo walked in with a young woman behind him. "And here we-" He froze when he saw Severa. "I thought you'd be at work."

"You dolt!" She cried over the couch. "I told you I wasn't feeling good last night!"

He nervously scratched his head and the young woman linked her arm around his. "Let's just go to my place." He nodded in agreement and the two walked out. The door locked and the three were left in silence.

"Man whore." Severa began grumbling to herself. "He pisses me off so much."

"He banked on you having gone to work just so he can get some ass. I can't blame you." Owain said.

"C'mon…" Morgan said meekly, twiddling her thumbs. "Inigo's a good guy."

"He is not!" Retorted Severa. "I see him like once a week!"

Owain clicked his tongue and stood. "Jeez. Want some water or something?"

"Milk."

Owain made his way to the kitchen, and Morgan began ruffling her hair in frustration, causing Severa to give her an odd look.

"That word… has so many meanings!" She whined. Like before, her face was a deep red.

Severa donned a cat-like smile and leaned in closer to Morgan. "Y'know, a lot of people use the word 'milk' to describe a man's 'love juice'." Her words made Morgan writhe more. "So..., which guy did that word make you think of? Whose 'milk' do you want exactly?" She glanced towards the kitchen. "Your brother's perhaps?"

Morgan shot up from the couch, her entire face blazing and covered in sweat. "No, not at all, Severa! That's completely preposterous; why would you say something like that!" Her voice was trembling nervously.

After the short tantrum Severa, still with her mischievous face, looked towards the kitchen, and the extremely embarrassed Morgan looked over as well. Owain stared at the two of them blankly as he stood with a glass of milk in one hand and the other on the fridge's door handle.

With a sigh, he closed it. "I'm not even going to bother." He placed the glass on the table in front of Severa before returning to the recliner.

Morgan sat on the couch far away from Severa, small and meek. "Have… you seen a doctor?" She avoided eye contact with Severa.

"I just need to rest." She took a swig of the milk. "In addition to fucking bitches all day, he'd better work. We need to pay rent, and I'm out of commision for a little while."

"We'll be happy to help out if you need it." Offered. Owain.

"I'm thinking about getting a pet." Severa said with a sigh. "That way, I won't be lonely anymore."

The mention of pets made Morgan calm a bit, and she turned back to Severa. "What kind of animal?"

"A cat most likely."

"There's a lot of responsibility in a pet, Severa." Owain said smugly. "Worried about that at all?"

"Nope." She finished the glass of milk. "I'll be fine." A happy smile appeared on her face. "It's nice to know that the two of you care for me, unlike him."

Morgan put a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder. "Don't worry, I'm sure he'll change one day. Until then, you can rely on us."

"Thanks." A sad look crossed her face. "But I wonder… can he really change?"

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this reboot.