Mash calmly filed in some reports in her and Ritsuka's desk while said Master slept on their bed.
In these years together, Chaldea had grown big, with several families forming within it. The Einzbern's, the Celts, the Egyptians...
And, perhaps due to a personal bias, she'd say that the greatest of them was the Pendragons.
Chaldea was no stranger to having several copies of the same Heroic Spirit, yet the several Arthurias (plus Mordred and Arthur) had created an incredibly large group that, all things considered, was extremely close-knit, after the initial awkwardness between some of them (mostly with Mordred) had been quelled.
Sure, MHX was still hostile, but she wasn't quite part of the group either.
As if on cue, a loud explosion noise came from the hallway, followed by an angry meow.
That was probably the Tamamos' semi-daily attempt to kill each other.
Said noise was followed by two loud "thuds" into the bedroom's reinforced walls.
THAT was probably Jeanne defusing the situation by grabbing them both by their heads and slamming them against the wall.
With Chaldea's rotine happening around her, Mash wondered how her kings were doing.
"MORDRED!" Arthuria's Royal You're-Gonna-Get-An-Asskicking Voice, echoed through the Kitchen. "You have committed treason for the last time! My beloved had made these rice balls full of love for me and me alone! Ready your sword, son!"
Said knight was growing paler within the second, and desperately tried to bargain their way out of the situation. "H-hey, dad. I've only grabbed one of these! Absurdly delicious and I may want more B-BUT I ONLY GRABBED ONE OF THESE! Jekyll, help me out!"
"Sorry, sweetie. I enjoy my good relationship with the crown."
Emiya, already knowing there was nothing he could do to stop the situation from escalating, even if he already had another batch of rice balls ready, just sighed and said, "Please, just fight outside my kitchen."
Sensing her inability to get out of the situation, Mordred immediately put her B Rank Agility and Mana Burst to good use by dashing out of the Kitchen.
"Come back here, traitorous son! You know I'll catch up to you!" Boasted Arthuria, immediately giving chase.
The two Servants left looked at the situation that they were, quite honestly, used to by now.
"You know, Arthuria forgave them, but..." Jekyll said. "She'll still take any opportunity to troll or scare Mordred, no?"
"It's probably healthier this way. They do love each other, but my King grew fond of messing with her son." The Archer answered. "While we wait for the two to come back, do you want some?"
"Ah, sure! Your food is always wonderful, after all."
Author Notes: That's right, I'm beginning another fic. Don't expect frequent updates tho, I'm already bad enough at those, and this is more of a side-project than anything.
Hope you enjoyed, and see you soon.
