Me: Well, exams are finally over! When this was written. I forgot to publish this...
All: (Pull strings on Party Poppers and cheer).
Cloudx: So there's finally going to be some updates?
Maylenex: Hush now, I want to read this chapter. I'm the star!
Me: All right, without further ado...
Maylenex sighed as she stared at the large box of strawberries. She was in charge of breakfast that morning, and there had been a delivery, courtesy of Lexaeus, the only one who could lift the box, and a note demanding two hundred and fifty liters of strawberry milkshake to be made, in time for breakfast.
No prizes for guessing that it was Korrax.
She quickly tossed a pancake, then threw it over her head, where Xaldin caught it on a small but powerful updraft that managed to keep it from falling. The warm air also made sure it was properly cooked and stayed warm.
"We need someone else." He stated, glancing at the ten pans next to the ten five liter jug of pancake batter. "Really."
"Cloudx is sorting out the table right now, if that helps." The girl told him, eyes fluttering slightly as she thought of her boyfriend. They had been one of the first targets of the Cupids, and thanked them afterwards. They hadn't been hugely discreet after all. Krixae just yelled at them to kiss, that it was obvious that they liked each other, even without her power.
"That'll help..." Xaldin quickly caught another pancake before it hit him in the face.
"Morning!" The two turned to see Tiraxcovi, looking slightly groggy but otherwise her normal cheery self. "Need a hand?"
"Sure!" Maylenex chimed back, motioning to the over-sized box. "Xaldin, watch out." She added, pouring more batter into one pan before flipping a second and throwing a third to Xaldin.
"Man, Korrax likes his strawberries." Maylenex took a glance and noticed Tiraxcovi, daunted by the size of the box. "Got a recipe?"
"It's in the box. Layer five, section two... card... somewhere around twenty."
"Thanks!" Tiraxcovi took down the large recipe box, flicking through four layers of related recipes and opening the fifth, flicking to the appropriate section and finding the page. "Nineteen! Close!" She called, pulling out the card.
"For five hundred milliliters, two cups of milk and two teaspoons of sugar for every eight to ten strawberries..." She checked the box. They were all purely fruit, and the estimated number of strawberries were shown. One thousand. "That's five hundred left over!" She sighed, before grabbing a ladder and large bowl, ducking as a pancake flew over her head. "Wish me luck!" She called as she leaned the ladder against the box and beginning to climb.
"Good luck! Try not to drown!" Maylenex joked.
"Thanks!" She reached the top. "One, two, three..."
"Took long enough..." Korrax growled as the ten liter jug was place in front of him, the pink liquid filling it almost to the brim.
"Impolite, aren't you?" Tiraxcovi replied. It was more the room talking than them, but it still didn't stop them from viewing things in a negative light. And making sure that that opinion was shown.
The table, twenty five seats long, had no real seating plan. The Nobodies just generally drifted to the same places. The quiet ones mostly took the end away from Xemnas, always at the head, while The Cupids and their boyfriends took the seats just up from them, normally a row between the two. Most others took the next seats up, but some of the senior members took the seats closest to Xemnas. Saix was always on his right, while it was often Vexen on the other side, unless he had to discuss an experiment with Haxisal.
Maylenex frowned at the fridge as this happened. While there were two industrial-sized fridges, they were half-packed with jugs of strawberry milkshake. "Some of these are going into Korrax's fridge." She muttered, trying to rearrange to get more space to fit the large dessert she'd made for after dinner that night.
Korrax would love it.
Hence why twenty were made.
That, and the sheer number of what they had.
"Layer five, section seven, card fourteen..." She muttered as she replaced the card, filing it away for another time. "We need to find his secret collection..." She thought, thinking about the small collection of recipes one of the other members sometimes cooked.
"Refill!" She heard from the next room, and she reopened the fridge, pulling out one of the jugs and placing it in the serving hatch before turning to tuck into her plate of pancakes, beginning to sing as she did so.
"She's into superstition, black cats, and voodoo dolls. I feel a premonit..." She trailed off, feeling a chill run up her spine, along with a sense of looming despair.
She swallowed the mouthful, and shivered. It felt like it had grown colder. Much colder.
She walked to the serving hatch. "Anyone else feel cold?" She called out.
She saw three people at the end of the table exchange glances.
"No! In fact it's too warm!" Several Nobodies cried, others muttering complaints about the air conditioning, or rather lack of.
Zoxey walked over. "Need any help?" She asked, slightly grudgingly, as she discreetly tossed the other girl a piece of paper.
"No, I'm good." Maylenex picked up the paper, heading back to her pancakes as Tiraxcovi returned.
"A sudden cold feeling?" She asked. "Chill running up the spine, looming feeling of despair?"
"Yeah... How did you know?"
"It happened to me too..."
Maylenex: What even was that?
Tiraxcovi: TELL US! Or skeletons will get you in your sleep.
Me: I'll tell you later. In private.
Caixsa: Am I going to be the only guy?
Me: No. And there will be... more Nobodies involved. As you guys are.
Korrax: Does this have something to do with what you were doing at the party?
Me: No, of course not...
Kraxnf: Zzzz...
Me: Anyone have any clue as to why Kraxnf sleeps in here sometimes?
Cloudx: Too tired to move.
Noxcorn: Anyway, we'll be off now. Hawk shall plan and we'll try to figure out what he's planning!
All: Chikai uchinimata ao u!
