I got caught up in the insanity of Fora that I just had to continue writing about her! Thank you to everyone who followed and favorited! This is also a fairly lighthearted chapter, but some of this will help later explain things... So it's kinda like the Daily Arc. Yeah.

DISCLAIMER: Author-senpai does not own Katekyo Hitman: Reborn! Itte- Aree? It's just the fake-prince. Ushishishishishi... Urusai, stupid froggy!

Hmph. she also doesn't own the Firefly quote. - said Levi, who was ignored.

Since no one cares about Levi, on with the show!

Warning(s): Death of small animals (Hibari is gonna bite me to death,) and cursing? Is putting cursing down necessary? I am truly confused. That is a legitimate question I swear...

it took a few weeks to remember that my brothers were geniuses. We all smirked when we pissed of the head maid person by crying exactly when she reached R.E.M. (rapid eye movement) during the night. By day three, we all mastered the synchronized tears and whining. We all looked slightly disgusted whenever we had to 'eat' the all natural food from our mother dear. Oh, and we already were growing hair super quickly so that it almost started to cover my eyes like the canon! Bel and Rasiel.

Speaking of my siblings, never put them in the same room together. all they do is make empty threats while glaring at each other. If looks could kill, I would have been burnt to a crisp, pulverized, and a leaf in the wind, so watch me soar. The amount of times it took me to understand that them trying to murder the other is a lot of times because of my scolding to them making death threats promising pain that I realized that they will forever hate each other and one attempts to murder the other.

Ah, sibling affection...

I needed a creepy laugh. Starting with 'Sh'. My brothers had ones, so I figured that I should create my own, right? Shoshosho...Kinda reminds me of Shoichi... Shashasha? ...No thank you... Shushushu?...Actually, I like that one... Sure, why the fuck not.

Age: 5

Rasiel hated his brother. He hated his sister too, just not nearly as much. They could actually sort of get along with each other at times. One of the times they did not get along, is when she would eat or drink something commoners used for cooking.

Like tomatoes.

Why would a princess have an obsession over tomatoes?

She was always the odd one, that was for sure.

He made Olgert eat a tomato.

He kept his stoic face while telling the prince it tasted alright.

Not good enough.

When he saw his sister again, he asked her why she enjoyed tomatoes so much.

She was silent, for a moment.

Then she replied, "They remind me of you!"

(He always ate banana splits for desert after that. None of the chefs knew why.)

When Bel first saw his sister drink lime juice, he was confused.

They were royalty, so they had to eat and drink certain things to please their parents.

So why was she drinking a commoners' condiment?

He wanted to try. She was a princess, and he a prince, so of course he got the same things she did.

He snatched it out of her grasp, and took a large gulp, unintentionally drinking what was left.

3...

2...

1...

He slumped forward.

She said, "Bel, when you first drink this, you aren't supposed to down it in one sitting! Silly dearest brother of mine!" She giggled and walked away. He later heard maids and butlers later complaining about being caught in another scheme of hers... Involving lime juice.

I absolutely loved lime juice and tomatoes in my previous life. My brothers were like the personification of them, at least to me. I truly don't know why...

Olgert just reminded me of that one sad chip that nobody wanted.

I saw Bel with a stolen kitchen knife brutally stabbing various small creatures that lived in the grove he was in.

Such fun, ehh?

No, not really.

The started to trust me and began to crowd around.

Claustrophobia is a bitch.

Then I pulled out my favorite pair of scissors.

They were red when I came to.

All of the small animals were gone, with the scent of iron hanging in the air.

Blood was covering me head to toe.

Bel just laughed psychotically.

I tested out my new laugh.

"Ushushushushu..."

Brother dear looked at me weirdly.

"What's wrong? You and Rasiel both have a weird laugh, so why can't I?"

He said nothing in response.

I walked away, the natural blond and streak of brown hair I have now had a slight red ting to it.

Well, at least I wouldn't have to dye my hair, right?

I want to curl my hair.

I feel like curly hair would work with my new hair cause anime logic.

Also I just prefer curly hair.

I found a curler.

I'm am way too lazy to operate this thing by myself.

Better call a maid.

I have curly hair.

Bel almost didn't recognize me, even if he won't admit it.

Rasiel did the same thing as Bel.

Great minds think alike!

Or it's just because were triplets...

Even I almost didn't recognize the girl staring back at me through her curly hair in the eyes. Now I know what Mulan felt like...

It is kinda scary...

Oh well. Better give the curler to Olgert to dispose of.

Bye bye, fairwell, never see you again curler.

I am sorry for taking a week! I had stuff that I was busy with! My sincerest apologies! Anyways, all of this stuff is important, but kinda boring. You have to understand, she is only 5 years old. She does have to grow up too. But either than that, thank you for reading!

~ TheAngelicPyro