Daria laid in her bed for a long while, mind going over the various changes she'd come across in her short time being home, Quinn's metamorphosis being the most prevalent. It hadn't been that long, and it wasn't like she was overly enthusiastic about the way things had been last year. Her sister was definitely better off, but something just didn't sit well with her about it all.

Her cell phone began to ring, the first time it had happened in six months. Bringing the earpiece to it's name sake the caller's identity was revealed, Jane. Though it wasn't terribly difficult to guess, only five people know the phone's number and two of them were in the house at the moment.

"So you moved back in yet?" Jane askedforgoing the usual formalities. "Well I'm home if that's what you mean, I haven't unpacked because of the rain" Daria explained still staring up at the ceiling, at least that was familiar, the same water stains and indistinguishable markings.

"I got in last night, only one thing got wet, a painting of a cat being eaten by a lion… being eaten by the first cat, I think the water damage actually works on it though. Hey listen you should head over tomorrow." Daria's mind wandered back to the afternoon's of usually inconsequential sarcasm spouted between the two friends.

"Yeah I will, but I guess pizza is out of the question." Jane laughed through the phone slightly as she began speaking. "Yeah five more around town and they'll be half way to meeting their quota." Jane's attitude hadn't changed much, the two friends had seen very little of each other since the fall, despite their two universities being relatively close, each had been too engrossed in their own projects to socialize, at least that's what they told themselves.

"Just don't come over before noon, you know how Trent gets when you interrupt his twenty hours of beauty sleep." "Got it" was all Daria had to say before hanging up. Fatigue was beginning to get the best of her, so she removed her contacts and went to her closet to change into her old night shirt and shorts, pulling her free of the constraining scrunchy she moved under the covers and quickly drifted to sleep.

She opened her eyes early the next morning the blurry world coming into view, she'd left her glasses in the car so for the time being she was restricted to her contacts. After affixing them to her eyes she lazily made her way down the stairs stomach growling loudly by the time she reached the kitchen. Only one person was seated at the table, reading a paper, and it was Quinn, in front of her a half eaten toaster pastry. "Morning Daria" She called out and placed the paper down as her sister began to raid the fridge "Um, morning." Still trying to shrug off the odd sensation of having her existence so enthusiastically embraced by her younger sibling "Where are mom and dad?" She asked as she began to pour herself a bowl of cereal. "Oh they always sleep in on weekends, their therapist said it would be good for them." Their parent's had seen therapists before but nothing they said ever seemed to stick. "That's never stopped them before" Quinn smirked a little looking over at her sister.

"You're really the one to blame, after you left, mom started getting empty nest syndrome, she said she wanted to be closer to her family while they're still within reach. She only works fifty five hours a week now and we see her a lot more." Daria listened and chewed lazily at her cereal as she did so. "You have my sincere apologizes for that." She saidfinally getting over the shock of "new Quinn" "I'd rather have cash" both siblings smirked after that, Quinn returning to her paper and Daria to her food.

Right as each had finished their individual morning activities two sets of footsteps could be heard making their way down the stairs.

Still in their pajamas Helen and Jake came into view, each with hair mussed from sleep and yawning. "Good morning girls." Helen offered, Quinn waving her hand from behind the newspaper, as Daria turned and gave a nod before turning back to the half eaten, entirely mushy ceral. "Welcome home kiddo." Jake said as he took up his usual spot at the table. Quinn instinctively handed him the business section, and the comics, the former of which was overlooked.

"We saw you're car when we got in Daria, but you were already asleep by then." "Uhm thanks." Daria, again confused shook her head, the last time she'd seen her mother in anything but a business suit was that whole thing with her and tom's six month anniversary, and never at eleven o'clock in the morning. "Do you need any help unloading your car kiddo?" Jake inquired after he'd passed over his favorite strips.

"No thanks, there's nothing really heavy, just some clothes and stuff I didn't want to leave at the dorm." Helen took up a seat at the table after pouring herself a glass of juice, the once over worked coffee machine ignored. "So how was school dear?" Helen asked pouring herself some cereal now. "Busy, they actually expect you to try. Don't get me wrong I like the challenge but it's harder then I thought it would be."

"What was that? You just offered up personal information to your mother of all people. Oh here we go with this again." Daria played back and forth in her head, not hearing her mother's supportive response. "Well…I should be going I'm suppose to meet up with Jane." She was escaping her family again, though for much different reasons, in the past it had been about wanting to find more meaningful conversation, now she was hoping to avoid it with these people who seemingly replaced her family. She stood from the table, and exchanged goodbyes. Once out the door, worry began to overwhelm her, images of a blonde busty Jane and an enterprising Trent running through her mind after the dramatic shift she'd seen in her family.