Last time we were here, Yong Soo and Gilbert have come in the house for the new units. It was so much, we have to jump to the next day! It's not like Gilbert could handle all that pressure!

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! Tony the Alien is here, which means offensive words are sure to follow! PLEASE DO NOT BE OFFENDED, SINCE THIS IS ONLY CENTERED FOR ENTERTAINMENT ISSUES.

~Charice~

"Good morning, sorella…"

I wiped my eyes and saw a smiling Feli-chan looking back at me. What surprised me was that the way he was smiling was different from when he smiles outside the room. It looks sincere, from the heart, nothing like the stereotype Italian that I was used to. It made him so cute that I huggled him. Cause think about it: the manual said that he was naturally something you wanna huggle forever, right?

"Your breasts belong to ME, da ze!"

Oh f-

"GET THE FREAKING POKEMON CAST OFF OF ME, YOU DAMN RAPIST!"

You would've thought that after the whole incident with Rizal, he would've gotten the hint or something. BUT NO, he's raping my chest. At 6:45 AM in the morning, depriving me of my time to huggle Feli-chan in peace. That Korean bastard…

Five seconds later, I heard a "hyup", and there was Ivan-kun in his stalker glory holding up a flailing Yong-chan who wanted nothing more than to grope me longer. For the first time, I was grateful I had a random Russian dude in the room when I wanted privacy. Nonetheless, that'll be the last time.

"Waaahh…let me go, Ivaaaannn."

"No. You understand, da?"

"Yes, please understand." I grinned. "Actually, why don't you go to Rizal's room and wake him up?"

"Yaaay!"

And before I knew it, he ran the heck out of the room. I started something, didn't I?

~Rizal~

God, I feel like crap.

The only thing I knew when I woke up was that I can't get up. I ached all over, my nose was running, and for some reason the hot summer room was a freakin' icebox. What in the world was going on here…? Don't tell me I'm sick. The last thing I needed was to leave Charice alone with any of those bastards. Maybe I can play this off…

"Your breasts belong to ME, da ze!"

Oh f-

Five seconds later, something dropped on my stomach and almost made me gag out whatever I apparently was eating during the night time. What was worse was that he was grabbing my boobs, which is NOT ACCEPTABLE. Before he could say anything though, he was rubbing my neck and then touched my forehead.

"You're really warm, da ze. Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just have a hot blanket." Why does my voice sound croaky like that? "I'll be up-"

"NO! I will not allow you to do that, da ze! I'll be right back, so let me!"

Before I knew it, he ran out of the room toward the kitchen. I looked back to the ceiling in my room, surprised that it was still perfectly clean despite the chaos that shook the walls on the other side of the house. I wondered if I should go back to sleep when I heard a familiar voice scream something that I couldn't comprehend and then that said person slamming themselves onto my doorway. That was creepy.

"YOU'RE SICK?"

"No, I'm not. Please relax while I go take a shower-"

*insta-slam to the forehead*

"Oh my god, you are. Hold on, I need a thermometer…"

She ran out of the room again, leaving me alone in the silence. I'm surprised no one came up to check on me (unless she specifically ordered them not to step near this vicinity in the chance that she'll wring their necks up to dry). After a few minutes, she can running back in with a thermometer and shoved it right down my throat. I gagged until it finally came out.

"101.5…love that radio show…but anyway, you have a fever and you're staying here."

"Really, Charice-"

"I would KILL to be in your position, Rizal. Be very grateful."

She left me, leaving me alone in the room yet again. I sighed and leaned back on the bed, wondering where the nearest medication was and if I can down it so that I can get over this sooner. After a few minutes, I was aware of the presence that was hovering at my doorway. I turned my head and saw that it was Alfred, a concerned look on his face. It looked…weird on him.

"You OK, bro?"

"I have a 101.5 fever and am forced to leave my older sister to a Korean pervert and a Russian serial-killer in disguise…I'm doing dandy."

"Yeah, I'd be pissed off too. But you know what? Charice can handle herself." He grinned. "She's been protecting you this whole time, right?"

"…yeah, but I've been protecting her as well…"

"Hey, men need to protect their women, right? And unless you have a woman, it's Charice right?"

"True, true…"

"Let her handle herself. She's an American, and that means she has high spirits and can handle herself."

"In that case, can you make sure that no one tries to rape her?"

"Can do, buddy."

He saluted me before he turned around and walked out of the room, leaving me to stare at the ceiling. A few hours later, that's when I realized something interesting: it was quiet. I have never heard pure silence ever since we moved into this house. I had to admit it, it was…interesting.

My nerves started to tingle, making me realize that there was someone in the room next to me. I figured that it was Matthew, but when I turned my head I realized that it was…some form of generic grey alien. If I remember it correctly, this had something to do with Alfred's manual. So…this is Tony? At least my voice seems to be working.

"…so you're Tony?"

"What the hell did you think I was, you oriental?"

…did he just call me that?

"I was thinking that I was probably in a nightmare and that I was getting chased by the ugliest thing I've ever seen in my life."

"I'm not surprised that you think so stupidly like that, you Asian n-"

"Don't bother saying it, illegal nutcase."

"Asian banana."

"Crack addict."

"Damn flip."

"Twilight shipper."

"Gook-eye."

"Bieber lover."

I think I got him hard.

~Charice~

"So, you're making chicken soup for your brother, da?"

"Of course I am. Can you get me that over there? I'm making his favorite."

He nodded as Feli-chan helped me make all of the food for both lunch and for Rizal. From the corner of my eye, I noticed that Maple-kun was helping me as well, making the all-too-famous pancakes that we all know and love. Behind me, Gil-kun was annoying Iggy-kun (who was banned from the counters because of the fact that he almost killed my brother before) while still hiding from Ivan-kun and making sure that Yong-chan didn't grope me to death.

"Hey, Cha-Cha." I saw Al-kun walking toward me. "In case you're wondering, your brother's awake and perfectly fine."

"That's good to hear. At least I don't have to worry. Now make sure that Iggy-kun doesn't get gang-raped by those two over there."

He did just that.

"Ve~~~is fratello going to be alright, sorella?"

"He'll be OK. As long as he doesn't break any bones and start seeing strange colors, he's going to be fine." I grinned. "Is the food almost done?"

"Yeah~! I added a lot of love in this soup!" He chirped. "So who's going to bring this to him?"

"I'll go." Maple-kun smiled. "I think everyone's needed here."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Canada!"

"All right then, you can have fun with that. Meanwhile, I'll go- NO, NO, NO. Ivan-kun, Yong-chan, get AWAY from Gil-kun. We can't afford more therapy bills. Away, away, AWAY."

~Rizal~

"Pancake face."

"Rapper wannabe."

"Yellow skin."

"You're one to talk. You're horrible on cosplaying."

Now I'm running out of words to give him.

"Tony…please stop it." I heard someone say. "Alfred wants you down in the kitchen."

"…fine." He walked passed what looked like Mathew. "Maple sucker."

I blinked in surprise as he ignored Tony and walked into the room, holding what looked like a tray of chicken soup (or whatever my nose was saying). He sat down next to me as I helped myself to a sitting position. As I took a taste, I couldn't help but sink into the good tastes. That's my sister.

"…aren't you going back to the others?"

"No…it's a lot quieter here. It's a good place to relax."

"Your room isn't quieter?"

"My room's next to my brother."

"Oh. Enough said." I chuckled. "You want to play Poker?"

"Y-you know how to play that?"

"I've been taught to play. And I have a deck over here. It's in case I wanted to play Solitaire." I grinned. "I have fake chips, if you're willing to bet."

"Um…I guess I can play a few."

~Charice~

"Ve~~~Matthew doesn't seem to be coming down."

"I guess he just wants to hang out with Rizal a little more. We'll get him once lunch is done."

I chuckled at the thought of Maple-kun worrying about Rizal as I finally finished the garden salad that I couldn't help but spill a bit of the spinach over (again). Before I knew it, Al-kun brought up that he was going to check up on Maple-kun. I gave him the OK before he left. Few minutes later, he hadn't returned.

"What is that bloody git doing now…?" Iggy-kun sighed. "I'm going to check on him."

"I hope he's not doing anything to Matthew. That unawesome dude loves to harass him." Gil-kun said (so…out-of-character). "I'm coming with."

They both stood up and headed out over to Rizal's room as the two of us started stirring up the final part of the lunch. Ivan-kun, probably bored out of his mind, started watching us finish the food. It was then that I heard him chirp in delight.

"Ah…you're making pelmeni*?"

"It's the first time that I'm making it, so don't expect the best quality."

"It's fine. As long as you can make it without burning it, da? It's just something to show that you're becoming one with me, da?"

*shiver*

"Hey...none of them are coming down, da ze." Yong-chan noticed. "Maybe they don't want to eat."

"...that's odd. They love food." I blinked. "Hold on."

I told Feli-chan to watch over the food before dragging Ivan-kun and Yong -chan up to get them (GOD FORBID I leave Feli-chan with any of them). The door was open, allow me to open the door and peek inside. All I noticed was a smile on my brother's face.

"…royal flush."

"GOD DAMMIT I LOST MY DESSERT!"

"You're cheating, aren't you?"

"No…you just suck."

*head-doorway*

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*Russian Pelmeni is basically Siberian dumplings. They're filled with beef and pork (like Chinese dumplings) as well as onions, and is said to have been made because they can be stored outside during the long winters. They're sister creations to pot stickers :D

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