"Should we ask, or…" Logan trailed off, gesturing vaguely at the scene before us. I frowned, crossing my arms. A part of me wanted an explanation, but another part of me wondered if we should just stay out of it.
Katherine and Leo were both oblivious to our stares, the two of them exchanging amused looks as Kieran brought out yet another tray of food for them, this one filled with bacon and cooked ham. At least Leo thanked him for the food; Katherine just smirked and started piling some onto her plate. Logan and I watched with a mixture of pity and confusion as Kieran continued this for a while, even going so far as to get them coffee and orange juice refills every time they asked, even after it became obvious that the two of them were only drinking and eating so much so fast because they wanted to see him wait on them.
"Okay, that's it." I muttered as I watched my brother bring out yet another plate full of hot pancakes.
"Hey, you guys hungry? Kieran's cooking." Leo offered as Logan and I walked over.
"Sure. I'd love…to skip breakfast." Logan changed the direction of his reply with one swift look from me.
"We need to talk." I grabbed Kieran by the sleeve and pulled him into the Academy's kitchen.
"What?" He demanded, annoyed. I gave him a stern look, then took the plate of pancakes out of his hands.
"Why?" I countered with my own question. He hesitated.
"Why what?" He questioned, playing dumb. I placed the plate down on the counter, hard, then put my hands on my hips.
"This is the fifth day in a row that I've watched you wait on Katherine and Leo for breakfast, not to mention lunch and dinner too. What gives?"
"Nothing. I'm just…doing them a favor." He paused, obviously having realized how much that sounded like a lie. "Stay out of it, Rio."
"No." I shook my head. "Let me help. I know that Katherine and you don't exactly get along and if she's making you…oh my god, is she blackmailing you?" He didn't answer right away. "Oh my God, she's blackmailing you!"
"Leo, actually." He muttered, looking down. I sighed.
"I'm going to deal with it." I promised him. He stopped me.
"No, c'mon Rio, stay out of it." He begged me. I looked at him and he gave me a half-smile. "Look, the deal was they would delete this video if I cooked all their meals for them and served them for a week. It's just two and half more days. Just let me handle it."
"What video?" I asked. He didn't answer. "I won't tell anyone, I promise."
"Alright. Leo kinda caught me…singing…in the shower." Already embarrassed, his face started turning red. I stifled a laugh. "Rio!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just…what song?" I asked. He shook his head.
"That's all you're getting from me." He insisted. I nodded.
"Okay." I grabbed the plate of pancakes again. He frowned, confused.
"What are you doing?" He questioned.
"Helping you." I replied, shrugging. "Now go get them a refill – Katherine's already done her orange juice?"
"Again?" He muttered, walking back to the fridge. I turned on my heel and walked back out to their table. Placing the plate down on the table, I leaned in close.
"What song?" I repeated my question, knowing they'd understand. They grinned at each other.
"Stronger. The Kelly Clarkson one." Leo chuckled. I sighed, dropping my head.
"You guys are terrible friends." I remarked.
"We know." Katherine agreed, smirking.