Just a little teaser chapter we decided to write up with the time that should have been spent studying for exams coming up. Oh well, we'll study during Foundation Day tomorrow.

XOXO, Cy, Ams & Lina.

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- 3rd Person POV -

*Manicured pointer finger jabs the air*

*No effect, since owner of the manicured finger was the only one in the locked room.*

BANG!

Tamaki fell out of his velvet plush armchair, scared out of his wits. A brunette was in front of him, standing as if he was the king of the world.

"ARGH! Who are you? How'd you just do that!"

"My name is Jack. And the way I appear out of nowhere... Is a trade secret. L o l." Jack said with a smile.

Tamaki was intensely scared of Jack. The way he said 'l o l' after the sentence was like a robot. Maybe he was a robot! Maybe he wanted to take over the world with his scary robotic friends! Tamaki's eyes darted around the room, looking for a safe hiding place, when he spied the thermometer. Oh no...

"Y-you don't h-h-happen to know N-N-N-N- Nekozawa-senpai, do you?" He asked, nervous.

Jack's smile grew just that mile longer. "I'm his butler, Suou-san."

Tamaki fainted, not knowing about the plan Jack had in mind.

- A few hours earlier -

"Jaaaaack." Ayame purred, stroking Jack's hair. "What are we going to do about Nekozawa-san? He'll be taking over Umehito soon, and once he's taken over, he'll need an heir..."

Jack pondered over this for a bit. His young master was an incredibly gentle and polite person, not only good-looking. If it weren't for that unusual hobby of his...

Then he remembered the girl.

- Back to the present. -

Jack closed the drawer, locking it with the master key he'd stolen from the head-maid.

The information he'd found would definitely come in handy.

- Storm's PoV -

She was looking into yellow-green eyes, a glint of light reflected off the pupil, though from where she had no idea, since there was nothing but darkness apart from them. Had she seen the eyes before? The light hue was slowly turning darker, and into a pair of deepest peacock blue. They melted into liquid her, and soon she was stuck in the middle of a waist-high honey-like substance. But the substance, instead of frightening her, let her become calm, and she floated to the surface, only to find yellow-green again.

I woke to the excited cry of an eight-year-old. "Miss Kris, Miss Kris! There's someone at the door!"

I quickly glanced at the clock beside my bed. Why the heck was someone at the door at friggin' 6 AM? Argh...

I got up, pulling a dressing gown over my pajamas, since it was FRIGGIN CHILLY IN THE EARLY MORNING. Seeing that Charlie wasn't wearing anything but a thin pair of my old pajamas himself, I quickly grabbed the blanket from my bed, and threw it over him.

Charlie mumbled a small thanks, and grabbed my hand, while walking my sleepy state to the front door.

"Hoo is eet?" I shouted in my false accent, my brain working out the possibilities.

There was no answer, except for some more knocking, this time louder. I had a bad feeling. Something even worse than a hyperactive puppy with multicolored sparkles. "Quick," I whispered to Charlie. "Go to the little spot I showed you yesterday. You know, the place under the sink? I think it might be Liam."

He nodded obediently, rushing off.

I faced back to the door, after seeing that there was no Charlie in sight. "Ting xia! Stop! I coming!"

I opened the door.

Annnd, back to the real world! ^^` we're sorry about the cliffhanger, but we don't know where this is going ourselves, so we're waiting for inspiration to strike (why does this have a deja vu feeling?) Thank you to all the amazing readers of this story. Without you guys, it seriously wouldn't be the same (no duh). *Throws homemade ANZAC cookies at people – watches people choke at the bad taste*

… Oops. They taste better when they're not made by us, really! And we're sorry if you're allergic to nuts...

Cy, Ams and Lina.