Tranquilla sat up, rubbing her eyes. Sunlight was pouring in through the window. She heard a knock on the door next to her bed, so she got up to answer it.
"Good morning Quilla-san!" Break exclaimed cheerfully.
"Morning Xerxes." she said sleepily. She went to brush her hair, when she realized something. The door next to her bed led to nothing more than a closet. She whipped around furiously, glaring at Break. "How the hell did you get in here you creep? Get out!" He pretended to pout.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing…"
"Doesn't mean you can come waltzing through the damn closet! How'd you get in there anyway?" she snapped. He replied, but not with an answer to your question.
"Aw come on, lighten up. Gilbert is making some breakfast and tea, so lets go eat." She followed him unhappily, to find that the 'breakfast' he had been talking about, was simply an assortment of cakes, and a melange of other sweets.
"Good morning Tranquilla." Quilla nodded in greeting.
"Good morning lady Sharon." She watched as Break practically inhaled at least ten slices of cake, and devoured who knows how many candies, and couldn't help but laugh. He looked at her in the middle of licking a plate clean of all crumbs and frosting.
"Wha?" he questioned, his tongue still glued to the plate.
"You just…remind me of someone…I guess." He smiled, and continued ardently licking the plate. They, well, Break, finished the cake, and decided to relax on the couch for a little while, finding entertainment in Alice and Gil's argument.
"Do they always do this Break?" He popped a piece of candy in his mouth, as if he hadn't already had enough.
"I'm afraid so, though, as you can see, it is rather amusing sometimes, especially when they're drunk." He laughed a little, smiling a mischievous, and reminiscent smile.
"Break?" He looked across the room at Sharon. "Do you mind doing some shopping today?" A bored expression suddenly clouded his eye.
"Isn't that Gilbert's job? Or perhaps the rabbit can do it." he said, his voice laced with laziness.
"I would like you to do it." Her tone was composed, however, you felt a threatening atmosphere pulsing around her. He waved his hand to let her know that he understood. Oz walked into the room. Smiling at Tranquilla.
"Good morning." Break smirked, and quickly pulled Oz to the couch, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.
"Hey Oz-kun, wanna do some shopping?" he whispered.
"Why should I do your dirty work?" Break's eye twitched.
"Keep it down you annoying brat."
"Oh Bre~ak." He froze. "Didn't I ask YOU to do that?"
"Uh…y-yes Milady, right away." Quilla laughed.
"Tranquilla, why don't you go with him?" She stopped, and nodded.
"Sure." As they walked, she felt waves of annoyance radiating from Break, so she figured, either he didn't like shopping, or he didn't like her.
"Why did you come, she wouldn't have made you." he questioned.
"Yeah, why?" Emily chimed in. She shrugged.
"To keep you company I suppose. If you want me to leave, I will, I can tell you're unhappy." His ruby eye widened for a moment, then he smiled.
"No, I'm glad you came, it's just, I don't know what Sharon was thinking. She wants to bring back your memories of your friend, but shopping isn't going to do the trick." She sped up a little, and walked backwards in front of him.
"Why does miss Sharon want to bring my memories back?"
"I guess it's more something I want."
"Why?"
"So many questions. It's just for research." Quilla nodded, feeling used, and walked normally next to him again. When they got back to the mansion, Sharon greeted them, and took the bags.
"Thanks for doing that you two." She went to close the door.
"Milady, what are you doing." Break, asked, grabbing it. She gave him an innocent look,
"I want dinner to be a surprise, is that a problem Xerk? You two can go have fun."
"But-"
"Go on." With that, she closed the door, leaving the two of them outside. Break sighed.
"Let's go."