Believe me and Chocolates, this chapter is more humor than drama. Wait, it's only humor and a tiny squeeze of drama.

~Helper

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The Vespers ARE evil, so read the chapter or I'll send them after you! And review!

~Chocolates and Helper


Dear Diary,

Today wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Don't get me wrong, it was still pretty bad, just not as bad.

First, I woke up late. Or at least I thought so, since I heard Natalie's voice in the living room, yelling, "DANIEL ARUTHER CAHILL!" as usual.

They snickered.

So it means that the cahills are here! I quickly brushed my hair, put on a t-shirt, and a pair of jeans, then hurried down the stairs. Turn out I was right, the Cahills are already here! But I wasn't late, in fact, I woke up earlier than usual, that means the Cahills came here early. Hmm... they usually come here late, not early.

"She's gonna figure out soon, dawg," Jonah said.

"Whatever. We'll read while it's lasts," Dan replied.

Something is definitely going on with them. Definitely.

"Sinead better have done a good job at keeping her up there," muttered Dan.

"Hey! It was hard!" Sinead growled.

"See how I felt," murmured Nellie.

Then Nellie came downstairs, and she clapped her hands. "Hey guys! I'm sure you all know why are you doing here."
Sinead said, "Amy's gonna cook for us."

"Besides that?"

"That's correct, but also because we haven't seen each other for a long time!" Nellie exclaimed.

I swear I saw her winking at Dan.

"Your not supposed to do that!" protested Dan.

"Sorry, kiddo, but I didn't think she'd notice," Nellie replied.

"So today, we are going to mingle for a bit, and enjoy Chef De Amy's brilliant desserts!" I blushed.

And the boys went down to the basement with Dan, along with Reagan and Madison. Sinead came up to me, and asked me what dessert I was going to make, can she help me with it. Natalie followed Dan and the others to the basement too, to my surprise. Only Sinead was left. Something was fishy...

"I kept telling you Amy is smart," Nellie exclaimed. "She'll figure this out and kill us all!"

"Sinead, why don't we go downstairs along with the others?"

"No! Don't! I mean, they're probably just playing some board games or something."

I snorted, since when does Cahills play board games together?

Dan rolled his eyes. "Sinead!"

"What?"

"You're bad at lying."

"Come on, Sinead, I really want to go down! I want to see what they're doing?"

"They're just doing some boring things. Better not to go down. Oh, and Amy, what are you cooking tonight? Can I see the recipe?"

"Later, after I figure out what they are up to." and I headed down to the basement.

Sinead pulled me, and dragged me to the kitchen. "Let's just leave them, I want to start already! Please, Amy?"

I stared at Sinead, she is in it too! They are up to something, but I can't see what they are doing!

"She must be coming here sometime. Nellie, can you please guard her?" Dan asked. Nellie glared at him.

"Please, Amy? I want to try your cheesecake!"

I will have to check on them later. But right now, I have to start on the cake, because that's what they are doing here in the first place.

So Sinead and I started on the blueberry cheesecake. I followed the recipe, and Nellie's previous instructions on how to make a cake. I did most of the work, but Sinead pitched in too. We had tons of fun, and we made a mess too. Cookie bits were all over the counter, with whip cream and butter. But the cake doesn't taste bad, at least.

The others liked the cake too, they finished it in just ten minutes! Though I never figured out what they did in the basement. When I asked them, Hamilton and Ian blurted out,

"Great, just great. We've got MORE bad liars," Dan commented.

"I'm better than you'd be," hissed Ian.

"Chess!"

"Movie!"

"Oh, uh... we meant we watched a movie while playing chess."

I raised an eyebrow. Since when do Cahills watch movie while playing chess? But, I guess I will just have to find out what they did later.

They all rolled their eyes.

I'm going to sleep now, so I'm closing you, Diary.

Love,

Amy