Just to show you guys I'm not dead, I'm updating. DX So sorry about that exceptionally long break, I was doing a little searching inside of me for some more willpower. Anyways, enjoy!


Chapter 7

A Day in the Life of the Davidson Family

The Host Club stood in shock, their limos behind them. Before them, past the iron gate with a huge, golden cursive "D" on it, was not just one huge house, but three slightly smaller houses.

"Are you sure this is the right place, tono?"

Tamaki blinked in disbelief, checking the slip of paper he had written the address on. He stuttered, "Yes, this is it."

Haruhi blinked. She muttered, "I didn't think they hated each other so much that they lived in three separate houses."

The group opened up the gate, and by group I mean Mori, and continued up the cobblestone path. The houses were all different, and the hosts stared in confusion as the path branched off into three different directions. The house on the far right was large and elegant, with a small courtyard greeting it's guests. A small sign was nailed into the ground, reading, "Alexandria's House".

The house on the far left was the total opposite. It was painted a lime green, blue, and purple, with random objects pasted on the walls and in the front yard. The pineapple-shaped mailbox had Riley's name written on it sloppily in green paint.

The middle home looked elegant, but not overly fancy. The front yard was neat, and it looked inviting. It was almost like the Suoh 2nd Mansion, but smaller and with less marble. There was a sign in one of the windows in neat cursive that could only belong to Charlie, "Charlotte's Home. All are welcome!"

"Which one should we go to? I brought cakes for all of them," Hunny mused, holding the small box close to his chest. All the houses seemed to be lived in, but looked as though no one was home.

Tamaki began walking straight to Charlie's house, telling his fellow club members, "We'll stop by Charlotte's living quarters, she'll be sure to distribute the cakes evenly. Now, don't mention anything about the sisters being separated, we shouldn't be rude."

The gang made their way to the door, Kyoya ringing the doorbell. A very pretty Charlotte answered the door, wearing a pink and sky blue sundress, a small and forced smile on her face. She greeted them, allowing them to come inside, "I didn't expect you all to come today. You should've called, I could've tried to get Riley and Alex to stay at their houses."

The group said nothing as they followed the girl to a living room. Finally, Kyoya spoke up, "If this is a bad time, we can leave…"

"No, no, you're guests! Please, take a seat," she urged them, walking over to a kitchen. It was huge, perfect for a chef. Charlie came back out, a tea tray in her hands.

Haruhi asked, "Where are Alex and Riley?"

Charlie sighed, taking a seat and a cup of tea. "Don't you remember? Alex moved out yesterday, and Riley is going to live with our uncle in Italy."

"WHAT?!"

Tamaki awoke with a start, panting. Good, it was only a dream, he thought as he glanced around his room. But it seemed so real, and Tamaki had a hunch that it was the exact way that the Davidson sisters lived. He rushed to put on his school uniform, knowing that it was his duty as the "father", to ask Charlie about it and make sure his daughters were fine.

"Good morning, Young Master Tamaki," Maezono Shima, the chief of staff at the Suoh 2nd Residence greeted the blond as he made his way down the elegant stairs and red carpet, towards the front door.

Tamaki adjusted his tie as he paused, looking towards his driver, who was standing among the line of maids and servants, as he explained in an official tone, "I'm leaving at once. Please bring the car around immediately."

"Yes, master."

Shima spoke up, her face and tone stoic as Tamaki continued on his way, "Begging your pardon, Tamaki, but what will you have for breakfast?"

Tamaki screeched, waving his arms wildly, "Ah, enough! There's no time for that!" He made his way dramatically, the back of his left hand slightly above his forehead, thinking to himself, My head is filled with a dreadful foreboding right now. Out of regard for their privacy, I have not sought to intrude into club members' private lives. However, if Charlie is really living so alone, and Alex and Riley are really that separated, then I have to see them right away, and find out the truth of the matter. I have to get to school!

This time, Shima was sterner. "Begging your pardon, Tamaki! You are still half-dressed in pajamas, and you still have house slippers on your feet," she pointed out, Tamaki stopping just as his driver opened the door for him politely.

Tamaki stood frozen for a moment, then yelled in frustration as he sprinted past Shima and the line of servants up the stairs and back to his room, perhaps setting a world record for changing as he came back moments later, now fully dressed in his uniform.

Shima scolded as he walked back down the stairs, "My, what poor manners." Tamaki continued walking towards the door, panting.

Now slightly embarrassed, he cleared his throat. "All right, once again, I will be off."

Shima interrupted him as he returned to walking towards the door, "Sincerely begging your pardon, Tamaki, but today is Sunday, so there is no school today." Tamaki froze.

He turned towards the elderly chief of staff, speaking softly. "Shima, couldn't you have told me that at the very start?" he asked, slowly getting closer to the shorter women, her face and eyes in a slight scowl.

She replied smartly in her monotone, "Your maidservant only wishes daily for the Master to grow up and be a fine gentleman, capable of realizing his own mistakes." She proceeded to drag Tamaki off by the collar of his jacket and shirt, the boy struggling as she continued, "If you have no other plans, come and study your manners with me."

"I have other plans! I have other plans!" Tamaki protested, his arms constantly flailing outwards, as if trying to grab something to save him from a lesson with Shima. His good-hearted maids giggled at the scene. Tamaki was now desperate. "Somebody, bring me the phone!"

"Here!" A petite brunette in the pink maids' uniform popped out of nowhere, a phone with a cord resting on a purple pillow in her hands. Tamaki quickly wriggled out of Shima's grasp, kneeling and dialing the old-fashioned phone that was now on the ground, the maid standing with a cute smile in front of him.

Shima watched him irritably. "Tch..." She once again thought that Tamaki needed a lesson on manners, and waited to see if his plan would be ruined.

Tamaki waited intensely as he heard the phone on the other line ring once, and was then picked up. "Kyoya, is that you? I need to discuss something important with you."


The club members stepped out of the limo, Haruhi grumbling, seeing as how the twins had pretty much kidnapped her and forced her to come to the Davidson's home.

Tamaki let out a deep breath as he looked past the wrought iron gate with a cursive "D", revealing only one mansion that was slightly smaller than his. At least they all live in one house, he thought.

"Eh? So this is where Riley lives?" Hikaru and Kaoru observed it.

Hunny cheered, holding a box of cakes, "I hope they like the cakes I brought!"

Tamaki turned towards Kyoya, irritated. "Kyoya, what's with all these people? Especially those two doppelgangers!"

Kyoya's glasses caught a glare. He pondered, "Oh, I was sure that you didn't have the courage to come alone, so it would be better if we came en masse." He began to usher the twins and Haruhi back to the limo. "I guess that was uncalled for. Okay, children, let's go home."

The twins protested in unison, "No way! I don't want to go home!"

Tamaki stopped Kyoya, realizing he was right. "I'm sorry. Forgive me. I don't want to be alone."

As the club made their way up the paved path, Tamaki ordered sternly, "Listen up. Do not forget…" As they reached the door, he hit his signature pose, explaining gravely, "This is just a 'we happened to be passing by' sort of nonchalant visit, and is definitely not research on how the Davidson family lives! The words 'separated', 'strange', and 'stupid' are absolutely forbidden!"

"Yes sir!" the twins and Hunny chorused, the three and Mori giving Tamaki a salute. Kyoya simply stood there nonchalantly, and Haruhi was thinking, Why am I here?

Tamaki continued, "Under no circumstances are you to say or do anything to make Riley, Charlotte, Alexandria, or their parents wish that we would leave."

"Eh, what are you all doing here?" Charlie opened up the door, wearing a light blue tube top, white cardigan, a floral print skirt, and creamy flats. Two pink clips kept her bangs back.

"Charlotte!" Tamaki snapped back to reality.

"Very girly, looking good!" Hunny, the twins, and Tamaki chorused.

Charlie rolled her eyes, shaking her head slightly. She looked over at Haruhi, raising an eyebrow. The girl mumbled, "I was forced to come." Charlie nodded, chuckling.

"Well, come in, come in," she gestured them to come inside, and the group followed her orders, looking around. Tamaki let out another deep breath, as he saw no boundaries or territories separating the rooms. The entryway was classy, with a white marble floor and creamy walls, a small stone cabinet off to the left with a collection of family photos hanging above it. There was a staircase to their right, leading to a second floor, but Charlie led them past it and to a large and cozy living room, with earth tones and leathers. A huge T.V. was hung on the far wall, and Charlie smiled as she told them to make themselves comfortable.

Hunny told her, smiling as he held out the box of cakes, "I brought you some cakes! There's strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate! Can we have them now, please?"

Charlie smiled faintly, nodding. "Let me just go make some tea and put these on a tray. I'll be right back." She accepted the box of cakes thankfully and made her way past a large archway to a huge kitchen.

Before she had disappeared, Hikaru asked, "Eh, why don't you get your chefs to do it?"

Charlie chuckled at Tamaki scolding him for being rude, shaking her head. She told them, "Please, we're a family of fine cooking, and I'm training to be a chef. Like I'm really going to let my parents hire a cooking staff? And I'm sorry there are no maids or servants to take your coats, they always get Sundays off."

Haruhi was the only one not the least bit stunned by this fact. She thought it was a nice gesture, to let their workers have a day off, but the rest of the club thought it was unheard of.

They waited patiently, quietly examining the room. Suddenly, they heard a voice yell out, "Charlie! How long do I have to wear this stupid dress?" It was no doubt Riley.

Charlie's voice could be heard from the kitchen as she yelled back, "Until Dad gets home tonight! You lost the bet, so you have to wear it! And don't be rude, we have guests!"

"Who?"

"Come down and see!"

"… You just want them to see me in a dress!"

Charlie walked out of the archway, rolling her eyes. In her hands was a tray filled with the small cakes, a teapot, and a few China cups. She set it down on the coffee table, apologizing to the hosts, "Sorry, Riley doesn't have many manners."

"Seriously, who are they?"

Charlie sighed, excusing herself for a minute, the hosts watching with interest as she stomped off to a staircase hidden halfway by a wall. A slight struggle and argument was heard, until finally, Charlie was yanking Riley along with her down the staircase, in front of the hosts. Riley stared at them, and they stared back, gaping.

Riley was forced to wear a spring green and sky blue spaghetti strap sundress that came to her knees, a white headband in her hair, blue, green, and yellow dangly flower earrings, and off-white strappy high-heel sandals, and very girly makeup. The hosts had to admit, even if she was furious, she looked amazing. Riley hissed, "You speak of this to no one if you want to live."

"Aw, Riley, you look so cuuute!" Tamaki and the twins cooed.

"Shut up! ARGH!" Riley was grabbed by Hikaru and Kaoru, who forced her to sit on the couch between them, cooing and hugging her.

Charlie laughed, taking a seat in a leather chair with a cup of gray tea. "So, why did you all decide to visit?"

Kyoya smiled as he took a sip of tea, "Oh, we just wanted to pass by and see what you were up to."

"Hey, Four Eyes, I have a question for you," Riley grumbled, Hikaru and Kaoru glomping her. She pointed above her to the twins, "How do you make them stop?"

"Aw, wacky's annoyed!"

"STOP ALREADY!"

Haruhi ignored them, asking Charlie, who was sitting across from her, "Where are your parents and Alex?"

"Well, Mom is working late these days, seeing as how she's planning the grand opening of her first restaurant in Japan in Tokyo in a week. Dad usually works until dinner at his talent agency, but Alex is with him being trained, although she's due to pick up her lunch in a few minutes…"

Riley froze, the twins letting her go as soon as they felt her body tense. "You made Alex lunch today?" she asked. The club got ready for a fight, watching between the two sisters.

"Yes…"

"… Did you put a sugar cookie in it?"

"… Nooo…"

"CHARLIE-MADE SUGAR COOKIE!" Riley jumped off of the couch, running awkwardly towards the kitchen counter in her heels, where a bento box sat.

Charlie palmed her forehead. "Good heavens, I've unleashed a monster…" She looked up towards Mori. "Mori, I hope you don't mind, but once she finds that cookie, she's going to go on a hunting spree and won't stop until she ruins my kitchen entirely. Do you mind helping me restrain her?"

"Sure."

The group followed behind them slightly, watching from a safe distance in the archway. Riley opened up the bento box, her eyes gleaming. The group managed to see a very organized and well-prepared lunch inside, looking as if a professional chef had taken at least an hour to make it.

Tamaki stared in awe. "My little Charlotte made that?" His inner mind theater was already at work, imagining what would happen if Charlie was his wife and was giving him his own Charlie-made lunch, with a heart-shaped sugar cookie in the center.

"Now, Mori!" Mori held Riley's hands behind her back as she munched on the cookie, a smile growing on her face as she let the sweetness take over her senses.

Charlie sighed as she disappeared behind a wall, probably hiding a pantry, and walked back to the open bento box with another neat and perfect looking sugar cookie.

"Can I have another? Pleeeeeeeeease?"

"No, Riley."

"Come on! I'm wearing the dress! And I'm sure the others want to try one of your cookies from heaven!"

"… Flattery will get you nowhere."

Hunny looked up at Charlie, his huge eyes shining as he cheered, "Actually, I would like to try a homemade cookie, Charlotte."

Charlie smiled, unable to resist those huge, brown eyes. "Okay, okay, let me get them out. You can all go back to the living room. And please, call me Charlie."

Tamaki, the twins, Hunny, and Riley bounced up and down with excitement, cheering, "YAY! Sugar cookies!"

They made their way back to their seats, Riley not even noticing that she was sitting extremely close to Kaoru, making him blush slightly as he couldn't help noticing.

Haruhi looked at the platter that Charlie had set down on the coffee table next to the cakes. She hesitantly took one, and the club seemed to take a bite simultaneously. Haruhi felt like she had died and gone to heaven, her eyes shining as she ate the cookie.

"Do you like them? I think I added too much salt. Did I?" Charlie bit her lip nervously.

Haruhi stared in sight awe at the cookie, and how the club had immediately been silenced by the goodness. She looked at Charlie, and with sincere honesty, told her, "You have to give me the recipe for this."

Charlie smiled, letting out a deep breath as the club continued to munch on the cookies in approval. Riley told her with a full mouth, "Seriously, Charlie, stop doubting yourself!"

Before the girl could snap at her, the door opened, and Alex's voice rang through the mansion. "I'm here to pick up my lunch!"

Charlie hopped up out of her seat, walking through the archway and coming back out with the bento box. Alex came in, wearing a white ruffle blouse under a black jacket, a black pencil skirt, and black high heels.

Alex stared at the hosts, unconsciously receiving the bento box from Charlie, whispering, "What are they doing here?"

"They just stopped by. Oh, and Charlie lost the bet Dad made with her."

Alex grinned evilly, and headed back to the entryway. While Riley was still distracted, she came back with a small, digital camera and took a picture, Riley snapping back to reality when she heard the click of the camera.

"GIVE ME THAT CAMERA!" Riley started to try and run after her, but stumbled, not used to high heels.

Alex rolled her eyes, stashing the camera in her small and official briefcase. She put the bento box under her arm, and bid the hosts a quick goodbye before walking briskly out of the room, and closing the door.

Riley grumbled, "This is why I don't wear dresses…"

As the group began to finish the afternoon tea and snacks, Kyoya stood up. "It was very kind of you to let us stay for awhile. But it looks like it's time for us to leave."

The hosts agreed, standing up and yelling goodbyes as they made their way to the door. Tamaki was the last one to leave, as he stood in the entryway, looking at a family photo of the Davidson family in a gilded frame.

The photo was taken at a beach, when the Davidson sisters were younger. Riley looked to be seven-years old, and was in shorts, a T-shirt, and flip-flops. Even as a child, she loved vibrant clothing. Her hair was long and straight, and pulled back into two pigtails, her eyes shining. Riley stood, front and center, her arms spread out wide and her left leg up, like a star, her tongue sticking out.

Charlie's hair was shorter, and was in a small braid that came to her mid-back. She was eight, and she appeared to be laughing loudly at her sister's strange pose, standing behind her. She wore a deep red jacket, jean shorts, and flip-flops.

Alex stood calmly to Charlie's right, her hair cut so it reached her shoulders. She smiled slightly as she looked at Riley and Charlie, her eyes mature even when she was nine. She wore a simple sundress and sandals.

Their parents stood behind them, tall and proud, smiling at their daughters. Their father was a tall man, with light brown hair and emerald eyes. He wore a sweatshirt and board shorts, his sunglasses propped like a headband in his short, curly brown hair. Their mother stood faithfully beside him, her blue eyes bright and shining, and her blond hair long and flowing around her. She wore a floral print sundress, and her smile was kind and warm.

"You know, that's my favorite picture," Charlie stood beside Tamaki, admiring the photo.

Tamaki smiled at her. "Your mother is very pretty, and your father is extremely handsome."

"Arigato. But, I was referring to the fact that we actually look like a family in this picture."

Tamaki looked back to the photo. They really did. Charlie continued, smiling, "Sometimes, when we get into a huge argument, we all come and take a look at this photo, and it reminds us that we're still family. Then we seem to forgive each other. But I'm probably just boring you, you better get back to the others."

Tamaki smiled down at her. "Actually, it was nice to learn more about you. Have a good day, Charlotte."

She watched as he began to make his way back to his limo, but then piped up, "Please, call me Charlie!"

Tamaki turned back towards her, a charming smile on his face. "I love the name, Charlotte. It's pretty, like you," he told her, his grin growing. He then continued on his way, Charlie standing in the doorway. She felt warmth creeping into her cheeks, and sure enough, she was blushing. She couldn't help but smile widely, watching the blond.

As she turned back towards the kitchen and living room, Riley still stood from her hiding spot, on the stairs, half-hidden behind a wall. No one had even noticed her. "I should be a ninja," she mumbled to herself. But know was not the time for that. Now, Riley had to go and tease Charlie about her obvious (obvious to Riley, at least) crush on the blond king. Indeed, revenge was sweet.


Disclaimer: I don't even own/know the recipe Charlie uses for her awesome cookies, much less OHSHC.

Aw, so sweet at the end! XD

Anyway, yes, this is another spin-off episode. But hey, this is fun to do. So now you know a little bit more about the Davidsons.

I bet you can guess the relationships at this point. :/ Because I'm that obvious. If you can't, then I'm not telling :P. 'Cuz I want it to be a surprise. But seriously, it really is obvious.

Again, gomen! I think half of you probably thought I was dead, or something. Enjoy!