So Rizal and Charice are going to live two days with adorable Feliciano and tsundere Arthur! Are those two going to survive Charice's extreme attachment to everything cute? Figure that out for yourself, when you read this!

~Charice~

"Um…Charice? Why do we need tweezers?"

"To pull out the splinters, duh!" I answered. "We can't leave that piece of wood in there."

"Ve~? Piece of wood?"

Did this guy really not know what a splinter is? I was about to answer him when I saw Rizal lead Arthur into the kitchen, pointing him to the dining table. He hesitantly sat down, eying me with a look that seemed to scream that he couldn't trust me at all. What is up with people not trusting me?

"All right…where's the wood?"

"Right pointer finger." Rizal answered.

"All right…" I turned to him. "Let me see."

Arthur looked a little mad, but then slowly lifted up his finger to show me the splinter. It didn't look that deep. Five seconds later, it was pulled out without much of a fuss. Thank goodness. I threw a band-aid on it before the poor Brit could argue against it, and he stared at me with a weird look on his face.

"Done! You're going to be OK now!"

"…thanks." He rubbed the finger. "Charice, right?"

"Yeah, that's my name!" I nodded. "Mr…Blond…Dude."

"It's Arthur, you git." He spat.

Awwww…he has a British accent! I thought that was the cutest thing ever (next to Feli-kun and his ADOWABLE Italian accent), and can't help but wonder just how more adorable these people can get. Screw plushies! Units are adorable as they are! I should give him a nickname, too…

"Um…Arthur, is it?" Rizal asked, looking at the manual. "Can you explain to me why it says that you also go by the name Iggy?"

"Ugh, I hate that name!" Arthur sighed. "That damn American gave it to me…"

"Iggy?" Ah-HAH! Nickname given! "All right! From now on, I'm calling you Iggy-kun!"

"What?"

"Iggy-kun, Iggy-kun!"

~Rizal~

Nonetheless, I had to watch Charice and Feliciano ring around the room singing the word "Iggy-kun" rapidly. Poor Arthur had to sit there in total submission. He did try to argue his point once, but it was drowned out by the constant huggling between the both of them.

"Don't mind her. She gives nicknames to everyone." I sat down next to him. "You'll get used to them."

"Really? I don't recall her calling you by a nickname."

"I'm her brother. I endure enough torture as it is." I answered. "Besides, my name can't be broken down into a cute nickname."

"…lucky jerk."

"Like I said, you'll get used to them." I looked at him. "Hey, are you hungry? We're just having breakfast."

"Breakfast?" He stood up. "Actually, I can make you something if you wish."

"T-that's fine, really." Recall that Arthur cannot cook for anything. Still, it can't be worse than mine…

"No no, let me. It'll be repayment for scaring you earlier."

"Really, I was just going to settle for-"

"Aw come on! Let him cook!" Charice chirped. "It'll be nice to have more than two chefs in the house!"

I slammed my head on the table as my sister proceeded to show him the kitchen. We are so freakin' screwed, aren't we? From the side, I could hear a frightened Feliciano pray to every god in existence that he doesn't die from the burnt scones and the horrible cooking. Quite frankly, I didn't even know if there was more than one god…but whoever's running it right now, please save us.

"Wow, Iggy-kun! I never see you cook so fast before!"

"It's a specialty. I've been cooking for quite some time."

"Really? Wow, that's fascinating!"

Yep, we're not going to live.

Five seconds later, I heard more footsteps and someone setting a plate in front of me. I looked up and saw that it was a simple plate of carrots and peas with a sunny-side up egg. It…looked normal enough…but is food supposed to radiate purple like that? By the look on Feliciano's face…not it wasn't.

~Charice~

I had to admit: Iggy-kun's food looked really plain. But even plain food could have their tastes. Everyone can't live in a fancy restaurant, you know! I looked up from my plate and saw that Feli-kun and Rizal were staring at their plates with terrified looks on their faces. Wonder what's wrong with them?

"A-are you two OK?" I asked.

"Ve~~~I'm scared…" Feli-kun whimpered.

"Stop complaining. It's completely edible." Iggy-kun took a bite. "See? No problems."

"…all right." Rizal sighed before picking up a few of the peas. "It can't be that-"

*bite*

BOOM!

"OH MY GOD YOU KILLED HER BROTHER!"

"I didn't kill him, bloody git!" Iggy-kun grumbled. "He's…probably tired."

"What the hell did you do to my brother?" I demanded. "He's note even twitching!"

"I didn't do anything!"

"DAMN RIGHT you didn't do anything!" I yelled. "Get back here!"

And that, my friends, is when I started chasing the blond British bastard around the house. I couldn't help but recall that I did the same thing to Feli-kun. Maybe I'm going to do this to every single person we get? All right! Cross-country exercise!

~Rizal~

"F-fratello? A-are you all right?"

My head was spinning and there was a taste of charcoal in my mouth. I looked up and saw that I must've temporarily passed out, Feliciano at my side with a terrified look on his face. On the table were two empty chairs in front of plates of food, which confused me. Where'd the other two go?

"Where did-?"

The yelling and screaming outside the kitchen was the only indication that I got. I looked up and saw that my sister was chasing the poor Englishman around the entire manor. Maybe I should fake being out for a few hours, since it looked really entertaining. After a few seconds of Charice screaming extreme profanities, she tackled him to the ground.

"ASIAN REVENGE! WE'RE RUNNING THE WORLD NOW!" She screamed with a cackle in her throat.

"G-get off me!" He demanded.

"This is for my brother!" She screamed.

Yeah, I'll have to intervene.

I stood up and quickly pulled her off the startled English native, having to struggle with her randomly swinging punches around to the air. He stared at me with a blank look on his face and all I could do was shrug it all off and hold Charice with both hands.

"She's just protective of me. Don't worry about her."

"Well, at least I can give her that…" He stood up. "Can you please control her?"

"Of course, of course." I leaned to her. "Come on, Charice. Stand down."

She sighed and complied, getting off him. Arthur dusted himself off and stood as I held Charice back in case she wanted to go deeper into pure revenge. That's when I remembered something that might calm her.

"Feliciano's still in the kitchen."

"Feli-kun?" She paused. "Noooo! My babbbyyy! Don't worry, mommy's coming, sweetttiiieeee!"

And just like that, she ran like the wind. Arthur stared at her desperate steps with wide eyes, surprised that this was something normal. I couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face. It was priceless. Maybe I've been living with my sister for too long…

"She's…attached to him, in a way."

"…how, exactly?"

"She thinks he's adorable." I shrugged. "But that's the only thing to keep her attached."

"She's crazy." He stated.

"Nah, just very protective." I turned to the kitchen entrance. "She gets easily attached to something, and then she starts calling them family."

"Family…"

I looked at Arthur, and noticed that he was looking at the entrance of the kitchen as well with sad eyes. Maybe he was thinking of Alfred, and how he got himself so attached to him, to the point where he called him brother, the same way Charice is doing to Feliciano. But unlike them, his relations ended pretty tragically…

"She sees you as a brother, you know."

"Eh?" Arthur looked at me.

"Those nicknames…it's basically a symbol of her friendship, really. When she gives you a nickname, she's telling you that she trusts you with everything and won't ever doubt you." I sighed. "I mean, our relationship had evolved to the point where I don't need one, but at this point she does it to everyone."

"But didn't you say that she gives nicknames to everyone?"

"She does…she's that trusting."

"Doesn't she know that she can't put herself out like that?" Arthur asked, quite bitter. "She'll just get hurt."

"She's been hurt before…but she'll keep on trusting." I answered. "She's religious, Arthur. She believes that God gave everyone a sense of goodness in them. She's too forgiving for her own good."

"That's just too unrealistic."

"Well, let's just say that she hasn't been given the chance to have a trust broken."

Arthur stared at me with a strange look on his face. I, on the other hand, could vaguely remember back when we were in middle school. She was never the popular one, but it was to the point where she never had that many friends. It wasn't because she was stupid or annoying, no. In fact, she was getting decent grades and knew when to keep her mouth shut. Yet for some reason, she never had long-lasting friends. Even then, she never hated them.

I always wondered why.

I looked back at Arthur and saw that I was greatly depressing him. I should change the topic.

"Um…she can see fairies."

~Charice~

"Feli-kun? Are you still in here? Feli-kun!"

Considering how there wasn't a door here in the kitchen, I was completely sure that he was still in the room. Sure enough, I saw him sitting in the same seat where we had accidentally left him. His head was down and it was bobbing a bit, so I couldn't help but wonder if he fell asleep. I slowly approached him and he didn't move.

Wow, this guy can sleep whenever he wants to.

I didn't know if I was hearing things or not, but I could've sworn that I heard him cry a little bit. Getting a little closer, I noticed that there was something that looked like a tear at the side of his eye. Wait, can robots cry? This is really starting to confuse me a lot. He was muttering something in Italian…which of course meant I had no idea what he was saying.

"Feli-kun…" I took his shoulder. "Feli-kun, wake up."

He gasped a little bit, but it didn't even look like he woke up. It was only after he turned to face me that I realized that oh damn, he's actually awake. The tear was still there, so I quickly wiped it out of the way. I did this before, whenever Rizal cried as a child, but for some reason Feli-kun thought it was weird.

"Are you OK?" I asked. "You were crying in your sleep."

"…n-no I wasn't."

"Sure, and what I did was figure out how soft your skin was." I sighed. "You were crying, Feli-kun. What's wrong?"

"…I thought you were going to leave me…"

"Leave you? Oh, blasphemy!" I hugged him (natural reaction). "Arthur was harassing one of my brothers, so I had to help him! That doesn't mean that I would leave you! Oh, dear Feli-kun!"

I could never leave someone behind. I've been alone before, and I know that staying in it long enough just sucks. Feli-kun is way too innocent and nice to be ignored like that. Sure, he's older than me, but he's my baby. Even though he's…a little…warm and…big for a baby. But still, he has the baby smile! Maybe he's been ignored before…

"We should go check up on Rizal and Iggy-kun. God knows what he's doing to him."

"OK!" He chirped. Back to normal.

I chirped as well as we headed out of the kitchen. Sure enough, I saw that they were talking to each other. But there was something…odd about Iggy-kun. For the most part he was…Feli-kunish. Way too Feli-kunish. And by the looks of things, Rizal seemed to know what was going on.

"Um…Rizal, what did you do?"

"Oh, easy." He grinned. "I put him in Dere-dere mode."

/=+=/

~Rizal~

"So how old is Arthur, anyway?"

"According to the manual, he's twenty-three."

"Whoa, he's older than I am!" Charice chirped. "That makes him…old!"

"Yes, that does make him old. We get it." I laughed. "Don't say it too loudly, cause I don't think the showerhead is loud enough to drown you out."

"Oh, that's fine." She said. "If you're curious, Feli-kun fell asleep on the couch over there."

"Sheesh, this whole day's tired us out." I shook my head. "And I have a weird thought that these are the relatively sane ones."

"Sane…ones?"

"OK, I've looked this up while you were dealing with Feliciano." I stated. "This might be a lot of information, but I need you to focus, OK?"

"I can handle it. I'm a college student!"

I sighed and basically explained everything about the show as I have figured out. I tried to keep the information on the people that she knew (which, when the show is based off of thousands of people and she only knew two, it was really REALLY hard), but she didn't seem to be that confused. After I stopped talking, that's when she decided to talk to me.

"So…this is all based off a show?"

"Anime show." I corrected.

"OK, that makes sense." She stated. "All anime shows have their own odd franchise going on."

"Yeah, but I don't think that they involve sending people units like them."

"They're people, Rizal." She sighed. "Not robots."

"Looking into Chobits, I see." I laughed. She was always one to give people sympathy. "So they have feelings, hence they're alive."

"Of course." She said. "Besides…it's not fair to them if we don't call them people. They eat and bathe like we do, so…"

"Yeah, that's true." I chuckled. "So are you going to be OK with a couple hundred people supposedly mooching off of us because we decided to order something online?"

"You bet." She answered. "As long as I got my Feli-kun."

"And what if we get Ludwig? Last time I checked, he is very attached to him."

"It doesn't matter. He'll always be my Feli-kun!" She chirped. "Besides, how many times have I been hurt before? I can handle another blow."

Maybe she was as masochistic as she was somewhat of a sadist. Would she really be ready for something like that? It didn't really matter, since that was a long ways off and all we have is now. Speaking of which, I could vaguely hear the showerhead turning off.

"Looks like he's done." I stood up. "I'll go take the next bath."

"OK."

/=+=/

~Charice~

Huh. This Ludwig guy really does pair up well with Feli-kun.

I turned off my computer as I rolled away from the table, looking up to the ceiling. According to the manual, it said that Feli-kun adores the blond guy. Well, DUH. If the guy could secretly be the man that you fell in love with how many freakin' years ago. Mental Note: Make them a couple when they send him.

"And what if we get Ludwig?"

Well, I'm pretty sure that Feli-kun won't just drop me down and run off after him. He's way too oblivious to know how to backstab. But by the looks of things, he's also too oblivious to know when he's backstabbing. Can't blame him, but…

Wow, Charice. Are you seriously getting yourself depressed? Come on, you only got two of these units! Wait until the rest of them get here, and THEN get depressed, like the rest of the world!

A faint knock echoed on my door, and I turned my head to see Feli-kun peek through the entrance. He was wearing the usual: a sailor shirt and a blue pillow, and this time he even remembered to wear boxers this time. He looked a little troubled, but I knew what he was going to ask.

"You know what? Maybe you should just use my room from now on!" I laughed. "If you like it that much!"

"Ve~~~it won't be the same without you…" He chirped. "I won't sleep here if it doesn't have my sister…"

"All right, I get it." I laughed. "Brush your teeth first!"

Yeah…live in the now. That's all we can do.

/=+=/

What the heck? Since when did this get all angsty? That's what you get when you start with two relatively sane people. It's going to run off somewhere…don't worry. I seriously promise.