A/N: I want to thank all who have taken their time to review this story. It's great motivation and with you're support, I can guarantee the (maybe slow) continuation of this story. Frankly I'm surprised at myself for having this chapter up within a deadline.

I'm trying to put as much originality within this as I can, whilst still sticking to the actual manga timeline. I think I'm getting there :3

Please note that this story is has no beta reader, so all grammar imperfections are mine. I fix them every now and then.

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Chapter 3

Birds Of A Feather

Ah Saturdays, the usual time to do the ever so tedious chore in the world, the washing. From dishes, to clothes, to linen, it was all to be washed and dried by tonight. So the ironing and re-clothing of the beds can be done the next day. As housewife-ish this seems, I don't think I'm very suited to this type of chore.

Before in the estate house, my parents had many servants doing chores such as these, and well, I was never permitted to help them. Instead they always had me in the living room to practice my piano and dancing skills. So of course it was not all that big of a shock when I put too much washing powder into the machine and couldn't seem to close the door properly and making a huge mess. Okay. I am truly terrible. But I can manage the dishes just fine! I've only broken 5 teacups and 7 plates since I've moved! It's not shameful, hush! Truth be told however, I would defiantly not make a good wife to a mundane woman who wants to have someone who can do the most mundane things other than cooking and sewing. I imagine they could care less if I could play piano and sing and have absolutely no sense of dancing rhythm. Good gracious I am such a pessimist.

Thankfully Miia is an absolute godsend. She takes these types of chores in her stride as she cleans up, washes up and even dries up. I can't even reach the clothesline! Why does this house enjoy teasing me? Well... In actuality we both seem to be actually rather terrible at them. But when we do it together we somehow manage to cancel each other out and make a decent job.

Though as amazing as she is at doing the linen chores, she doesn't however seem to be a rather strong cook. Well, from what I've seen so far.


*Yesterday Afternoon*

It had been a few days since our 'eventful' first date and I've began noticing Miia's odd, almost hormonal behaviour. She jumps from a range of moods rather quickly. One moment she may be content and coddling me like a mother hen and then turn the mood to (rather intense) sexual teasing. (Get your mind out of that gutter! I'm trying to keep my own at bay). She acts rather distant at times as well and growling in frustration when she forgets which way the doors open. Something we both share in common. So naturally, I tried to cheer her up.

"Hey, Miia", I call. She was coiled snugly on the couch beside the heater looking through a magazine for an online store. When she heard me, she looked up.

"Hm? Hey. What's the matter?"

"Oh, well, I was wondering if you would like to help me make dinner tonight?" I ask as I shuffle on my feet slightly. I usually cook on my own while Miia stays out of the way and sets the dinner table. It'll be a first for the both of us.

She smiles back at me and nods. I walk back into the kitchen with a slight spring in my step as Miia follows behind. When we reach the kitchen I give her one of my spare aprons to wear. Since I'm much smaller than her, it's a little tight for her. It barely covers around her hips and only reaches just past her skirt waistline. It also seems to make her breasts pop out even more than usual. I realise that I'm staring and quickly turn away blushing. Must my mind be this perverted little twat, or have I been spending too much time around Rin? Yeah, Rin's definitely to blame. Unfortunately Miia seemed to notice as well.

"Is there something on my clothes Sweetheart? You seemed to be rather focuses on them", she grins slyly. My face heats up immediately.

"No!" I quickly announce in an attempt to defend my own dignity, "Right, uh... why don't we start by making you're omelette?" Mia's eyes widen with delight and nods her head furiously forgetting about her teasing. I can't help but chuckle at her. I guess it's a yes then. I gather the pan, bowl, oil, whisk, spices, and a carton of eggs.

It was more of a lesson or a tutoring than helping as I became so engrossed in helping Miia cook. She seemed rather pleased when I helped her whisk the eggs with my hands on hers. I've noticed that Miia doesn't follow the recipe very much. I had to keep reminding her to add the proper amount of greens such as the parsley, and not overusing the spices. It's the same when it comes to cooking too. It mostly comes down to changing the heat and leaving the omelette to sit for too long on a high heat. In the end we used up about 3 full cartons of free range eggs, the whole stock of peppers and tarragon, and half the jar of spice to make it at least edible. Not to mention that most of the ingredients had ended up on us than in the pan.

"Well", I sigh as we finally finished cleaning the kitchen of our mess prior. We decided to eat first and then clean because we were famished. I take out my clean hankerchief and begin wiping the batter off Miia's face. "At least we can say that you can cook".

"Now you're just being nice. You were telling me what to do the whole time, I couldn't do anything right", Miia remarked letting her cheeks be wiped.

"Well, that's what a head chef must do. They tutor their apprentices", I tap her nose with a smile. "Now, let's get finished washing up, take a bath and throw these clothes into the laundry".


*Present Time*

We eventually got everything clean and the chores are nearly finished. Most of the bedrooms are finished, so it's just the rest of the linen and our clothes from yesterday that need to be dried. It's a nice and sunny day outside, so we decided to hang the washing on the line that's upstairs on a nice terraced area. Well, Miia hangs the washing and I hand her the clothes pegs. What am I so short?

Miia seems to be in a rather elevated mood it seem. She's been smiling all morning and happily helping me with the chores. So much that she has even started humming while hanging up the washing. Her joyful mood seems to be contagious as I start to hum along with her, mixing in perfectly with improvised harmonies to her melody. Subconsciously I stop humming and begin to sing the harmonies instead. I stop as I realise that Miia has stopped taking the clothes from me. Confused, I look up to see her staring at me with an awed expression, her singing has ceased. Why is she looking at me like that?

"Your voice," she whispers. What's wrong with my voice? Is it my singing? She must think I'm terrible. I do. "Your singing, it's beautiful!" Huh?

"Uh... You think so?" I ask bashfully as I blush. I've never received a lot of compliments for my singing. Sure Ms. Smith and Rin have, but they've never had me react this way. Maybe it's because it's her?

Instead of answering me verbally, Miia gives me a loving kiss on the forehead. "I know so", she smiles. "It gives me another reason to why I love you so much. I love your kindness, I love your singing, I love your adorable shortness, I just love, you". She embraces me tightly, hugging me close. She leans down so that our heads are resting on each other's shoulders. I feel warm inside. Only few people have truly loved me for me. Nana, Rin, Miia, even my mother and my brother though they are more discrete about it.

"I'm not short, I'm just vertically challenged", I mumble into Miia's shoulder. She chuckles and pulls away.

"Come on. We just need to iron these and put them away. Then we can go down and relax by the river together, okay Sweetheart?", Miia picks up the basket full of dry linen and slithers inside. She really is made for this role.

Suddenly, a force knocks me into the hard railing of the terrace. The air is knocked out of me and I begin to get dizzy from the headache. I look up to see Miia's horrified face before what feels like big sharp claws lift me up into the air. The world suddenly goes black. I hear the loud shriek of 'Sweetheart' before I completely pass out.


Miia's POV

Why do these things always happen to us?! This morning started out so perfectly. I had a chance to show off my skills as a wonderful bachelorette but that little harpy had to ruin everything!

The moment was perfect. We were both outside hanging up the washing together. I had randomly started humming to myself and I noticed someone humming along with me. It made me feel connected with her so I kept going. The next thing I knew, was that she had started to properly sing out loud. And that's when I knew. That she is defiantly some sort of angel in disguise. Her kindness is incomparable, she certainly looks the part with her adorable shortness, and to top it off her voice is like a dream. If bylaws didn't exist, I would marry her right now. If only life were that simple, or fair.

We even shared a little compassion time as we embraced each other. I want to stay like this forever, but we still have those chores to finish. The quicker we get them done, the sooner we can relax. I was pretty surprised that she was terrible at cleaning dishes or doing laundry. From flooding the utility room to breaking nearly half of her serving dishes, she is terrible. I guess that leaves more room for me then.

I only went in to change the baskets. I never expected to hear her strangled gasp and to see her almost unconscious against the railing. A harpy was semi-perched on the railing, the top of my love's clothes in one of her talons, her wings about to take off. Some of her blue feathers were drifting everywhere, but that wasn't my main concern. A dark purple bruise began forming on my love's head and her breathing was in short gasps. This deranged bird had hurt my love, and I was determined to not let her continue. But I was too slow. She suddenly took flight along with my Sweetheart before I could move an inch! I didn't know what to do! No one has ever been taken away from me like that before! So I did the only thing I could.

"SWEETHEART!"


Mari's POV

The first thing I noticed when I began regaining my consciousness was the loud ringing in my ears and the sore spot at the back of my head. I opened my eyes slowly and was thankful that the sun didn't try to blind me. I reached up to feel the back of my head and winced as it stung despite barely touching it. Is is bleeding? That's going to leave a mark for sure. After my initial blurry vision cleared, I decided to look around. I want to know where my kidnapper took me.

They seemed to have a bit of an odd preference. I was in the city park close to the outskirts. Since it was a nice day there were many people out with there families and such. But what got me the most is that, I could see all of them. I mean, I seem taller than before. Why? I decided to glance down to see how tall I actually am. I wish I hadn't.

While I'm not afraid of heights themselves, I do get a little apprehensive when I'm not secured in a high place. Meaning, I am not comfortable sitting high on a tree branch, with no support. I'm fine in planes. At least then I would have a belt and walls preventing me from falling to my death! Another thing that hit me was the peculiarity of this kidnapping. If they intended to keep me hostage, why am I in such a public and open place?

"Hey, you're awake!", A cheery, high pitched voice snaps me out of my theorising. I look up to see what I can only assume is a girl of an extra species race. She had bright blue hair with long talon like legs and feet, and big blue wings protruding from her arms. Her clothes could only be described as skimpy as she only wore a thin vest top and (very) short denim shorts. I saw her species before, I just can't seem to remember what they were called though. She can't be my kidnapper can she? Her face look way to innocent for that. But then again, looks can be deceiving.

"Um, hello", I say a little nervously. If she is my kidnapper, I don't want to get hurt. That's only natural. "Uh... Wh-Who are you?" I can't help but stammer pathetically. This confuses me slightly. I only stammer when I'm alone with girls that, I like. I didn't do it with Miia because Smith was there and I didn't want to look stupid. Do I like this person? Frankly, I don't know.

"A harpy!" She exclaims cheerfully. What? "Papi's a harpy, is what Papi is". Oh that's right, she's a harpy! A half-bird extra species. She suddenly starts rambling to herself in confusion at her own grammar mistakes. As she goes on I get a better look at her. She looks rather petite as expected of a half-bird, but I'd say she would still be a little taller than me (annoyingly). This makes her look quite young along with the fact that her breasts aren't quite developed. The only thing that could indicate her being older would be the rather nicely shaped tush she posesses... I'm beginning to see why she has an effect on me now. She doesn't seem like the type to kidnap someone. From what I'm seeing so far, she seems far too innocent and childlike to do such a thing. But there's one thing I am certain of. I want down from here!

"Um, e-excuse me, Papi was it?", I call feebly. This seemed to snap her out if her self argument, "Umm, Can you help me get down please?"

She visibly brightens, "Oh yeah! Sure!" She hovers over and lifts me up by her large talons. Her grip is a bit tight, making them poke me a little too much, but she doesn't seem to notice my wince.

I breathed a sigh of relief as my feet hit the ground safely. Then I noticed something. Is she out here by herself? Does she know of the risks she's taking? Surely not. But I haven't seen anyone running around yelling for 'Papi!' either. Maybe she can answer for that.

"Hey, um, why did you snatch me up like that? Where's your host family? It's not legal for you to be out on your own".

"But, that's why I brought you along", she explains. I give her a look. What does she mean by that? Was this something I didn't know about?

"But I'm not your -" I began to try reason with but was cut off by her sudden need to grip me in a sudden hug and half drag me in a headlock. I am only slightly smaller than her as my face could be easily shoved into her neck.

"Woah, what's that?!" She gasps in excitement. I look up to see that she wasn't listening to a thing I was about to say and began moving towards one of the park ice-cream vans. All while dragging me along in a headlock. Of course if I didn't want my head to pop off, I had to follow. "Food?! Does it have food?!" I swear, she really is like a child.

She stops suddenly after a few steps causing me to bump into her. She then turns back to me with a confused look, "Huh? Who're you?" She looks me up and down as if she's intimately checking me out. I expected her to shove me away in disgust of holding on to some random stranger. But instead she gives one of those big bright smiles.

"Hey, you're kinda cute!" This of course catches me off guard as the all too familiar blush comes to my face and she hugs me close to her, nuzzling her cheek in my hair contently. Well, this is a little odd.

After about five minutes of re-introducing ourselves, queuing up and buying two ice cream cones, we were now sitting on a nearby bench. Of course I'm staying here with her! I don't want to leave her alone. First is because I don't think she would let me leave, and second is because I've grown a little too fond of her to have her deported. If a policeman asks though, it'll be a problem. But we'll jump that hurdle when we get to it.

"Hey, you know that rule of not going out on my own?" She suddenly asks as she kicks her legs and bobs her head like a child. Oh, so she does know about it. I nod in confirmation.

"It's hard to remember. So when the scary terminator was looking away, I flew off". Terminator? I thought those things were fictional! Where on earth did she come up with that? Wait. Maybe she meant coordinator. That would make more sense. Her next sentence broke my train of thought, and also made me choke on my own saliva.

"But they said, the next time I do that, they're gonna deflower me. Whatever that means". Deflower?! What in the- Okay, either that is actually true or she completely misheard or misinterpreted that sentence.

"Uh- I think you mean deport", at least I hope so.

She tilts her head and contemplates for a bit as if she's trying to remember for sure. Shrugging her shoulders she decides to just forget it. So much for that I guess. Suddenly Papi's cone slips from her hands(?) and falls to the ground, rendering it inedible.

"AAH!" She cries in shock and disappointment. "I didn't even get a bite!" I feel a little bad for her. She looked excited to eat it and it's not really fair that she can't properly hold it. "Waaahhh! It's so hard to hold!" My goodness she really does have a child's heart. Her large crocodile tears only confirming my theory even more. She seems genuinely upset though, and I'll admit it makes me feel a little bad.

With a gentle sigh I take the ice cream in my hand and offer it to the downtrodden harpy. I hadn't started eating it yet and it was starting to melt, the contents already beginning to drip onto my hand. Papi looks slightly surprised at my offer. She glances between me and the ice cream as if asking if this was some kind of joke.

"Go ahead, you have it. I don't mind", I offer with a smile. "I'll hold for you too if you want". She practically beams at me as she starts to dig in, loudly licking the ice cream.

As she continued she also decided to lick the liquid from my hand. I blush yet again as I feel her tongue lick my fingers clean. It's making my hand feel all tingly as I desperately try not to drop the cone. This looks way more sexual than it's supposed to. After about two minutes I began to regret not getting any paper napkins. Her face was covered in ice cream as was her hair and wings. As she finishes the last of the cone, she pouts at the end of the sweet dessert. I chuckle slightly at her pouting face, my one still a bit warm. Taking hold of a non sticky part of her arm, I lead her towards the fountain. Sitting down on the ledge, I take out my hankerchief and dip the top into the water.

"Here, hold still", I say as I began cleaning the ice cream from her face and body as best I could. I manage to get her skin clean but her hair and feathers are a different story. I offer her an apologetic smile. "Sorry, I'm afraid that's the best I can do. I recommend taking a bath or a shower once you get home. Then you won't be so sticky".

With a happy 'Okay' she immediately stands up and starts taking off her clothes. I begin to fluster and look away to hide my own embarrassment. Why is she stripping? Actually what I should be asking, why is she stripping out in a public area? Never mind stripping in front of me. Someone she's just met not even ten minutes ago!

A splash and the feeling of water hitting my face snaps me out of my stupor. Please tell me she didn't. I turn around to see a now naked Papi happily floating in the fountain.

"W-What on earth are you doing?" I squeak. I am literally straining myself so hard not to yell or panic and draw attention to ourselves. I'd rather not ramble explanations to people.

"You told me to get a bath didn't you?" She asks as she continues her idle floating.

"Yes, but I also told you to do it at home!" My face is practically alight now. I bury my red face into my hands, much too embarrassed to do anything else. Papi must have taken pity on me.

"Okay, okay", she says. I hear her stand up in the ankle deep water and walk over to me. "Hugs?"

I turn around to see her standing naked in all her glory, arms outstretched for said hug, and a huge mischievous smile on her face.

"Nice try. But I'm not letting you get me all wet. I get sick too easily", I smile my own mischievous smile back. "Thanks for cheering me up though".

"There you are!". That voice, I know that voice. Oh that's right. I probably left Miia at a panic at home. This can't be good. I got so caught up about Papi that I forgot. Oh dear.

The next thing I know is the mixed feeling of rage and dread and relief radiating from behind me. I'm a little too scared to turn around.

"Miia?" I take a brave chance and look up to see the Lamiia surrounded by a sort of demon aura. It makes me squeak in surprise. I feel Papi's damp wings pull me closer to her naked form. Her small breasts poking into my back. She must think that Miia'll harm me or something. The angered Lamiia now in front of me prevents me from thinking about it though.

"Y-you little bird brained bimbo!" She yells loudly. I instinctively flinch back slightly. I haven't been yelled at like that for a while now. I guess old habits really do die hard. In response to this Papi holds me tighter as Miia continues her rant. "First you kidnap my beloved Sweetheart from me and now this?!" Oh, so she's not giving out to me? I'm not a hundred percent sure. But I do hope that this doesn't get violent.

"First you hurt my beloved Sweetheart, you kidnap her and now you're trying to get her involved with you!" If I wasn't so frightened of her rage right now, I would defiantly be trying to hide my blush. "That is so unfair!" Wait a minute. Did she just, whine? How did she just jump from protective rage to envious child? The next thing I know is that I'm pulled into her arms from Papi's damp wings and being checked over for injuries. Her touch is gentle but she still has a scowl upon her face. "Stupid bird. I'm the one who's supposed to be close to you like that, not her!" I assume I wasn't supposed to hear that. I can't help but smile at her. She's too adorable.

"What'd you say?" Papi yells back as she suddenly faces up to Miia, pushing me behind her as she bares her talons and tries to look intimidating. "You wanna fight?" Well I believe I spoke too soon.

"Why you!" Miia angrily lunges at the harpy causing them both to fall into the fountain. Soon they were throwing insults at each other and cat fighting each other. I could only awkwardly stand by and watch what was happening before. I know I should take comfort in the fact that my mind probably isn't the only dirty one here, but I'm a little too embarrassed with myself to care. Why must my mind be like that of a sexually active teenager? Maybe it's because I am still 19. Snapping myself from my own little stupor, I decide to put a stop to this (public) display of immaturity after Papi decided to rip Miia's shirt open.

"Alright that is enough from both of you", they immediately stop as I stand between them. I regret not taking my shoes off as I feel them fill with water. "I don't think it's very appropriate for you two to be fighting in - wait, why is no one watching?" Its not like I want people to be watching. I just expected more to acually be watching. I look around to see where everybody went. I spotted a large group of people under a tree. I glance up in the branches and gasp loudly. The others noticed my shock and look in the same direction. They too gasp in shock. In the tree is a little girl, probably around 8 or so, high up in the branches and clinging on for dear life. It was very dangerous.

"Why doesn't she take off?" Papi questions, more to herself than anything. Take off? She does know that that little girl is human tight? An obvious difference between harpies and humans is the wings. But does she know that? I certainly hope so.

"This could be really bad!" Miia declares worriedly. She stands up straight, forgetting about her currently exposed breasts, and turns to me with a determined look, "Sweetheart we must do something to help!"

I manage to recover from my shock and answer,"Yes, I agree completely Miia, but I think the both of you should look decent first", I hold up Papi's discarded clothes and offer my dry jacket to Miia. They both quickly cover themselves.

"Alright! Leave it to Papi!" A now fully dressed Papi declares. "I'll just fly up there and get her to take off". She rears her wings.

"Wait a second!" I try to reach out to stop her but I'm too slow. Trying to get her to 'take off' is a very bad idea. Thankfully her wings are still quite damp preventing her from taking flight herself. As she questions her wet wings to herself, I take the chance to try and explain.

"Papi, humans aren't the same as harpies, we can't simply take off and fly like you can. We don't have wings". She looks up at me. Her expression is mixed between a child getting scolded and one of worry and recognition. "Falling from heights can be rather dangerous and sometimes life threatening to us". I lift up some of my dark, curly hair from the side of my head to show a large bruise beginning to show. Her face turns to pure shock. "This is from earlier. See, my body is more fragile and sensitive than others, so I get bruised pretty easily. This is from when you, um 'retrieved' me. I hit my head off the terrace barrier".

"Don't fret Sweetheart! I can take care if this!" Miia suddenly declares as she tightens the jacket around herself securely. "Tree climbing is a Lamiia specialty!" Before I could say anything to her she takes off towards the tree and begins to climb. She seems determined, but I just hope she doesn't startle the poor girl.

I wait anxiously for the next few seconds until I see the little girl lose her grip making my heart jump. I see Miia try to grab her but she's too slow and the girl begins to fall. My own protective instincts kick in as I suddenly feel a rush of adrenaline course through me. I run to the crowd and launch myself from a nearby bench, to a rubbish bin and into the air. I catch the girl in mid-air, but I suddenly realise my lack of a safe landing. My instincts prevented me from thinking before acting. I hug the girl close to me, close my eyes, and brace myself for the impact. I land, but I don't feel the pain of the hard ground on my head. I shift slightly and feel that I have landed on something much softer, or rather someone.

I open my eyes. I see that the girls is being held close to me safely and bright blue wings embracing both of us as well. Blue wings. I know those blue wings anywhere. The one who owned those blue wings sat up while still keeping us in their embrace. I knew who it was. Papi. Papi saved us, saved me. I smile brightly and turn to face my saviour.

"Thank you Papi! You saved me. Thank you so much!", I am overwhelmed with such joy and relief, that the only thing I could do was give her one of my signature smiles and a big kiss on the cheek. She beams back at me with a dopey smile and brings a wing to her blushing cheek. I giggle at her reaction.

I turn to see Miia back down from the tree a little ways from the crowd. Her back is facing me but judging from her body language, I can tell that she is sulking. I pass the girl to Papi and tell her to give her to her mother. She immediately takes off in search for the said mother while I make my way to a sulking Lamiia.

"And I tried so hard", Miia whines as I arrive next to her. I smile. I guess she wanted a little hero attention too.

"There, there", I chuckle as I begin taking the leaves out of her frazzled red hair. "You've tried your best and that's what matters". I give her a kiss on the head for reassurance and that seems to cheer her right up. I look up to see Papi coming our way along with the little girl and her mother. The little girl runs over and tackles my waist into a hug as her mother bows down in thanks. After returning the hug and reassuring her mother that no payments were needed, I return to giving hugging rights to both extra species girls.

The sudden sound of skidding bike wheels stops our relaxing moment. We all turn to see a scrawny looking policeman arriving on a bicycle. He looks to be fresh out of college and on his first job task.

"I heard there was a kid stuck in a tree around here", he says as he looks around for the said girl. A little late isn't he? He's not doing very well in his job if you ask me. Had we not interfered, that girl would either be terribly hurt or still crying up in that tree! Punctuality is very important for those type of jobs! However, as peeved as I am right now, I do my best not to show it.

"All is well here sir, she's down and safe and sound now", I say gesturing to the mother and daughter talking to some of the other people from the crowd. The policeman smiles at the pair and nods.

"By the way", I look back at him. He seemed to be talking to Papi. "You're in the Cultural Exchange Between Species Programme right? Where's your host family?" Oh boy, this was the million dollar question. He seemed to be talking to both Papi and Miia.

"Well my Sweetheart is my host", Miia immediately says as she latches on to my right arm.

"That's right, they said they were going to deflower me", Papi says out loud. Sweet Lord, did she really just declare that out loud?

"It's deport!" I correct in my own embarrassment. If feel like I'm being embarrassed for her. If she's not feeling it, I certainly am! I bring her close so I could whisper to her, "And it means that you will be kicked out of the country!"

Her face comes to realisation of what that meant. She becomes a bit distraught and latches on to my other arm, obviously not wanting to leave me. I feel like they're trying to protect me rather going to me to protect themselves. I had to think of something quick.

"I-I am her host", I declare to the policeman. "I am looking after both of them, they're both assigned to my household".

"Okay then, just show me your certification". Oh dear. That's right she needs her certification. I always have a printed copy Miia's with me while she has her original one, but I don't know if Papi even has one. This is bad.

"No problem, I have it right here!", a new voice declares as they hold up the much needed certification card. There's a voice I'm beginning to get really used to.

"Ms Smith!"

The woman in question turns to me and hands me Papi's certification card. As it so happens, Smith was the coordinator Papi had ran away from and that Smith was going to force me, sorry, ask me to care for her. Wait so that means...


"Welcome to your new home Papi!".

Both girls scream, causing me to nearly drop the teapot. One was clearly of excitement whereas the other held, not as much excitement. We immediately returned home after our 'adventure' in the city park. Smith begins telling her the basic house rules but I can tell tthat Papi is only half listening. Is it really a good idea to have these two extra species full of different personalities in the same house? Oh well, at least the government pays for any property damage. And I just finished the health insurance papers for myself and Miia. I wonder if I'll get a discount for Papi's.

"Don't worry, I may not be able to understand complicated things, but some things I can remember!" Papi declares to Ms Smith. She latches herself on to my side once more and nuzzles into my hair. "'Cause that means I'll be able to be with my cute little Wife, all the time!"

"I'm not little", I mumble with a pout. Why do I have to be so short? Wait a minute, Wife?! Ignore the delayed reaction time, but since when did I suddenly become her wife? I don't even notice her protecting me from my now destroyed bathroom door and being left behind while Papi and Miia take a bath together.

What in the world have I gotten myself into?


A/N: And everyone's lovable harpy has made her appearance. She seems to have a thing for her cute little wifey woo (I'm sorry XD)

I'm trying to put as much originality within this as I can, whilst still sticking to the actual manga timeline. I think I'm getting there :3

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Next Time: The Honourable Maiden