1st January:

Giotto wandered through the corridors of Vongola Mansion humming to himself, "I'm bored…what's today? I swear I forgot something…."

Other room:

G sat on a dark red couch, "Where is he?"

"I wonder if he forgot it was his birthday…." Ugetsu said.

"Wow…" Alaude rolled his eyes.

"I'll go wait outside," Elena told them, "You should all check on him."

Lampo sat up from sleeping on a chair, "Let's go~"

"Hmmmm...if I remember correctly I have lots of paperwork today…" Giotto sighed, "Better get going to the office..."

"Giotto," Elena called.

"Hm?" Giotto turned around, "Elena, what are you doing here?"

Elena held up a plate of cheesecake, "We have some left over cheesecake from last night's New Years eve party, would you like some?" she passed the plate to him.

"Ah, thank you Elena," Giotto walked to his office.

Daemon walked up to Elena after Giotto left, "Did you write anything like 'happy birthday' on it?"

"Oh whoops!" Elena was about to turn around to try and take it back until Daemon stopped her, "Oh no I didn't."

Daemon facepalmed, "Well now we have to get him to realise that it's his birthday..."

G walked up to them, "How could he forget?"

"Should I go make a birthday cake then?" Elena suggested.

G nodded, "That might work."

"I'll come with you~" Daemon followed Elena to the kitchen.

Lampo strode past G, "I'll try and get him down here."

Giotto's arm flew at light speed while stacking the finished paper work on top of each other one by one. There was another knock on his door and he said, "Come in~"

Lampo opened the door and trudged into the room, "Giotto~ G keeps hitting me..."

"Huh? Why?" Giotto continued flying through the paperwork.

Outside the office was G internally screaming, "BULLSHIT!"

"He said that I'm lazing around too much..."

"Oh well I'll tell him off later," Giotto waved him off, "Could you just stay away from him for now. I'm really busy. Sorry."

"O-okay..." Lampo walked out the door and in his mind he also screamed, "HOW CAN HE NOT REALISE WHAT DAY IT IS!?" he let out a looooong sigh.

G waited for him outside, "That didn't work…AND WHY'D YOU SAY THAT!?"

"I was trying to get him out!" Lampo said, "At least I did something."

"Well let's go back and try to get someone else to try something while the cake is still baking…."

Daemon sat on a wooden stool anxiously watching the cake baking at the other side of the wooden table with his hands pressing down on the stool between his legs like a little boy, "Elena is it done yet?"

Elena shook her head, "No Daemon it isn't done..."

There was silence…..

"Now?"

"No Daemon," Elena sighed.

There was more silence.

Daemon waited an extra second, "...n-"

"No."

Meanwhile:

Ugetsu sat on the couch thinking with his arms folded, "Maybe it's because today doesn't seem like a day where Giotto would have a break?"

G tch-ed, "But it's new year dammit shouldn't he have a holiday?"

Alaude stood up, "I have an idea."

"We don't need your help," G glared at him.

Ugetsu ignored G, "What do you plan on doing, Alaude?"

"We could bribe and tempt him to come out for his birthday."

Knuckle raised his hand, "I'll start first~"

"We need to do this soon so that he's down here when we have the cake," Ugetsu told him.

Lampo nodded, "We need it to be a surprise."

Alaude looked at Knuckle, "Well hurry up and go."

"Well here I go," with that Knuckle walked out the door towards Giotto's office.

Meanwhile:

Daemon sat on the stool with his upper body laying on the table, "Hooowwww about-"

"No," Elena replied with a straight face. "There is about an hour left."

"Awwww I'm hungry," Daemon buried his face in his arms.

"Then eat this eggplant soup I made," Elena put down a large bowl of soup next to him. Daemon lifted his head up and then looked at her funnily.

Knuckle opened the door and walked into the office happily, "Hey~ Giotto~"

"Knuckle? What are you doing here I'm kinda busy..." Giotto looked up from his work.

"Hey you wanna go out for lunch with the others to the extreme?" Knuckle asked.

"Umm sorry I really can't...there's the paperwork I gotta do and..." Giotto gestured with his hand to the skyscrapers of paperwork reaching the ceiling of the office.

Knuckle stared at them with a poker face, "Well it wouldn't hurt to the extreme if you took a little break right...?"

"Sorry knuckle, I can't go. Can you apologise to the others as well for me please?"

"...Ok..." Knuckle slowly backed out of the office and closed the door behind him.

...

G looked up from reading a newspaper, "How'd it go?"

"It didn't work to the extreme..." Knuckle sulked and G swore under his breath.

Alaude walked out the door, "I'll try next."

"If this doesn't work we're trying something else…." G sighed.

Alaude shamelessly walked straight into Giotto's office. "Hey."

Giotto looked up, "Hm? What are you doing here?"

"You want to go train?"

"I'm kind if busy right now..."

"Well would you like to go and take a break?"

"Not now…" Giotto sighed.

"Get something to eat."

"Later," Giotto got the next sheet and continued working.

"Just come out of the office please," Alaude said.

Giotto kept working, "Sorry."

Alaude stared at him in silence and then turned around and left the office.

"Did it work?" Ugestsu asked.

"What does it look like."

G sighed, "We're trying something else now."

"What do you suppose?" Lampo asked.

Daemon teleported into the room with Elena next to him, "Nufufufu...I have the perfect idea," he smirked.

G frowned at him, "What do you plan on doing you bastard?"

"G!" Elena raised her voice.

"What?" G did the same and looked as though he didn't do anything wrong.

"My plan is flawless don't try and stop me," Daemon made an illusion of a delish looking banana boat.

Lampo leaned forward and analysed it, "Banana boat?"

"Nufufu. Banana boat is Giotto's favourite. Step 2, get the scent to his office..."

G frowned, "Daemon."

Daemon closed his eyes and reached his hand in front of G's face, "DO NOT INTERRUPT ME!"

"Daemon, banana boats don't smell..." G continued. Daemon opened his eyes shocked while G glared at his stupidity.

Daemon coughed, "I knew that, I'm not that dumb Nufufufu." He hesitated, "So um G."

"What?"

"Any other of Giotto's favourite food?"

"Margherita pizza?"

Daemon looked at Elena, "Elena do you think you could make some while the cake is cooking."

Elena nodded, "Sure."

"Ok then," Daemon turned around to the rest of the guardians, "Like I said, step two is to get the sent to his office."

"Then what?" Ugetsu asked.

"Well isn't it obvious? He will come down to the scent then we celebrate his birthday."

"That could work….." Lampo added.

"OF COURSE!" Daemon spun around and positioned his fingers in front of his chest.

"I'll start cooking now," Elena left the room to the kitchen.

G was about to go after her, "Wait Elena."

"IT'S TOO LATE G!" Daemon didn't move as he closed his eyes and went into a dramatic pose.

"Huh?"

Daemon ignored him, "WHEN ELENA SETS HER MIND ON SOMETHING TO COOK SHE SHALL NEVER CEASE TO COOK IT."

"Dude whut?"

"THAT IS WHY WHENEVER YOU TELL ELENA TO COOK SOMETHING YOU MUST-" Daemon babbled and jibber jabbered on and on and on while Elena stared at him with an extreme poker face.

"DAEMON!" G interrupted him.

"I AM IN THE MIDDLE OF A SEMI-SHAKESPERE IMPERSONATION DO NOT INTERFERE WITH MY BEAUTIFUL ACTING!" Daemon opened his eyes and glared at G, besides that he remained the same.

"YOUR ACTING IS BULLSHIT I'M SAYING THAT CANT YOU JUST USE AN ILLUSION?!"

"NUFUFUFU. FOOLISH G. THE POINT IS THAT DEAREST ELENA MAKES THE PIZZA AND THE SCENT GOES TO GIOTTO'S OFFICE CAUSING HIM TO COME HERE AND THEN WE CELEBRATE HIS BIRTHDAY."

"WHY ARE WE WASTING TIME MAKING THE PIZZA THOUGH?!"

"BECAUSE IF HE FINDS OUT THAT I MADE AN ILLUSION WERE ALL GONNA D- I mean PERISH."

Elena sighed, "In other words, G, he's supposed to eat it. Because if it's an illusion he can't eat it.

"Fine…."

...

Elena took the finished pizza and rushed into the hallway near Giotto's office.

Inside his office, Giotto sniffed the pizza, "Oh my god that smells good," he looked as the remaining 10 or so skyscrapers of paper work, "But I have so much to do..."

"HEY!" Giotto heard Daemon outside, "GET DOWN HERE IF YOU WANT ELENA'S BEAUTIFUL FOOD!"

"So. Tempting."

Lampo ran over to wear Elena was and began to drag her back to the kitchen, "I'LL EAT IT IF YOU DONT COME DOWN HERE!"

"What should I do?" Giotto had a little inner mind battle.

Suddenly he heard G shout from somewhere, "GIOTTO HELP ME!"

Giotto stood up, "G?!"

"UGETSU AND ALAUDE HAVE BEEN POSSESSED BY DAEMON AND THEY'VE TIED ME UP!"

"WHAT?!"

"NUFUFUFU!"

Giotto growled, "Daemon...you traitor..."

"IN ORDER TO SAVE G YOU MUST COME DOWN TO THE KITCHEN IN ONE MINUTE. IF YOU DON'T, G SHALL DIE!"

"I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS!" Giotto rushed to the door of his office and slammed it open, running to the kitchen.

Meanwhile:

"Can you hear him coming?" G asked.

Ugetsu nodded, "He should come, especially after the bluff Daemon used."

"NUFUFUFU. I am a genius." Daemon smirked.

"Shh! Everyone gather around the cake!" Elena smiled as everyone made a semi-circle around the table.

Giotto slammed the kitchen door, "G I'VE COME TO SAVE Y-"

Everyone sung together, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR GIOTTO! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! CONGRATULATIONS!"

"W-wuh!?" Giotto's arms dropped to his sides, "What's going on? I thought G was in trouble and Daemon and paperwork….BIRTHDAY?!"

"IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY! HOW COULD YOU FORGET!?" Lampo let out all his annoyance at once.

Giotto was still frozen, "That's why you've been trying to get me out of the office all day?"

"DUH!"

"You guys...remembered? Even I forgot..."

Elena giggled, "Giotto you're so silly sometimes you know that?"

"But I...even Alaude? And Daemon...?" Giotto couldn't find words.

Daemon broke out into another Shakespeare pose, "IT IS REQUIRED OF THE VONGOLA FAMIGLIA FOUNDING GUARDIANS TO BRING HAPPINESS!"

G facepalmed, "Not this shit again..."

"FOR EXAMPLE, REMEMBERING A FELLOW AND DEAR COMRADE'S BIRTHDAY! ESPECIALLY FOR FORGETFUL ONES SUCH AS OUR BOSS GIOTTO!"

Ugetsu smiled, "Elena made this cake just for you, Giotto."

"Otherwise I would've eaten it myself," Lampo tried to struggled out of Alaude's grasp on his green hair.

"How could we forget to the extreme?! It's your birthday to the extreme man!"

Giotto stuttered, "But...the paperwork..."

"I SHALL BURN IT TO SMITHEREENS DUE TO THE FACT IT HAS MADE YOU AN IMBECILE THAT FORGETS THEIR BIRTHDAY. IT IS MY DUTY AS THE MIST GUARDIAN TO DEAL WITH THE ISSUE MYSE-"

G interrupted him, "HEY THAT'S MY JOB I'M HIS RIGHT HAND MAN!"

Alaude glared at Daemon, "Admit it Daemon you actually don't care about it..."

"EXCUSE ME!" Daemon turned to Alaude, "I SHALL BURN AND SEND IT TO THE FIREY DEPTHS OF HELL!"

"CAN WE EAT ALREADY?!" an impatient Lambo said still trying to run towards the cake.

"Sure," Giotto smiled.

Elena picked up a knife from a wooden drawer, "First you must cut the cake."

"Ok...be careful everyone..." Giotto began to cut the cake.

Daemon watched him, "By the way Giotto."

"Huh?" Giotto was still cutting it when suddenly….

"IF YOUR HAND DARES TO GUIDE THE TIP OF THE KNIFE TO TOUCH THE PLATE YOU ARE REQUIRED TO GIVE THE PERSON NEAREST TO YOU A KISS ON THE CHEEK."

Giotto immediately froze, "Ok I haven't touched the bottom...then...how do we eat it?"

"STAY AWAY FROM ME IM STRAIGHT!" Lampo threw his arms up and backed away into the nearest empty cupboard before shutting himself inside it.

"FOR THE RECORD MY SEXUALITY IS HETEROSEXUAL, I SHALL TAKE MY SAFE DISTANCE LEAVE," Daemon backed away to the second oven near the cupboard Lampo shut himself inside.

Giotto looked around, "Umm..." Everyone (besides Elena) rushed towards the edges of the kitchen, leaving Giotto at the table with a cake half cut.

Elena had a bewildered look on her face, "Uuuummmmm…."

"HALT! HOLD ON A SECO-" Daemon was about to rush back.

"Elena is nearest to me. That should be ok," Giotto cut the knife to the bottom and kissed Elena on the cheek. Elena laughed.

Daemon charged towards the table and grabbed Elena and hugged her tightly, "GGGIIIIIOOOOOOTTTTOOOOO YOU DARE KISS MY PRECIOUS!"

G snickered, "'Precious' what are you Golem now?" Giotto looked at Daemon with a long poker face.

"GIOTTO YOU'RE SUCH A..." Daemon stopped and looked at the others, "What's the pretentious sounding word for pimp?"

Lampo opened the cupboard door, "Manwhore?"

"LANGUAGE," G pulled Lampo out of the cupboard and slapped the back of his head.

"I'm not a pimp..." Giotto blinked, "I just kissed Elena on the cheek…that's all…."

"AND DO YOU NOT RECALL THAT ELENA AND I ARE IN THE STAGE OF RELATIONSHIPS THAT INVOLVE THE GOVERNMENT!"

Giotto looked at him funnily, "Relationships don't involve the government..."

Alaude remained at the window near the ceiling, "He's talking about engagement."

Giotto freaked, "YOU TWO ARE ENGAGED?!"

"DID YOU NOT KNOW THAT?!"

"Anyways can we eat the cake now...?" Lampo started crawling over to the table.

Daemon continued to growl at Giotto, "Grrrrr…."

Elena sighed, "Calm down Daemon. It was just a peck."

"If you say so…" Daemon hugged Elena and gave her kiss. Elena giggled.

Lampo grew annoyed, "CAN WE EAT ALREADY!?"

"Ok ok!" Giotto laughed and gave everyone a piece of cake.

"YUM! ELENA'S COOKING!" Lampo om nomed on it.

"THIS IS SO DELICIOUS TO THE EXTREME!" Knuckle cheered.

Ugetsu smiled, "It tastes as delicious as always, Elena."

"Thank you Ugetsu."

G chowed down on his piece of cake when Alaude put the plate down gently on the table, "I don't like sweets..."

"More for me then~" Lampo reached for Alaude's piece when suddenly….

"NO, THAT'S MY PORTION!" Daemon reached for it as well.

G swallowed his piece, "ENOUGH WITH THE OLD ITALIAN!"

"WHAT BLASPHEMY ARE YOU ON ABOUT?! THIS IS OUR COMMON DIALECT THAT CITIZENS OF ITALY CURRENTLY USE!"

Elena sighed, "Daemon..."

"Yes dearest princess Elena?"

"Please stop with the old Italian..."

"Yes my lady."

"Daemon."

Daemon slumped his shoulders, "Ok sorry Elena..."

Lampo went back to square one, "So who gets the last piece of cake?"

Daemon gestured to Elena, "ELENA GET'S IT 'CAUSE SHE COOKED IT!"

Elena waved her hands in front of her, "No no I don't want any..."

"YES YOU DO ELENA. YES. YOU. DO. PLEASE TAKE IT AND NOURISH YOUR SWEET TOOTH DESIRES." Daemon said while Giotto stared at them innocently with his fork in his mouth.

"I'll just take it then..." Lampo reached for the last piece again.

Alaude smacked Lampo's hand, "Enough arguing, I'm taking it," he took the plate.

"ALAUDE YOU THIEF! MAY YOU BURN IN THE DEPTHS OF HELL FOR TAKING A MAIDEN'S PORTION OF SWEETNESS!"

"Shut up," Alaude put his plate down and pulled out his handcuffs while dragging Daemon to a chair at the corner of the kitchen. He shackled his arms behind the chair.

"RELEASE ME!" Daemon demanded.

"No." Alaude walked back to the table and took a bite out of his piece of cake while Daemon struggled and yelled.

Giotto looked at Daemon, "Be quiet please while I enjoy this beautiful cake."

Daemon fell silent.

"Thank you."

Elena's eyes widened a little, remembering something, "I forgot to also say, HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

Everyone else cheered, "HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

"Let's get him to open the presents now," Ugetsu said.

Giotto looked at them, "Oh you're all so kind. You didn't have to get me anything."

"Open mine first!" Knuckle put a small box in front of Giotto on the table.

He opened the box, "Hee~ It's a photo of us. Thanks Knuckle."

"Welcome to the extreme!"

"Open mine next!" Lampo handed him a pouch.

Gently he pulled of the string as the pouch opened, "Hm? Candy?"

"It's the best and the most expensive! You better be glad," Lampo folded his arms with a smug look on his face.

"Giotto, this is my present," Ugetsu gave him a very professional looking card.

Giotto examined it, "A... card?"

"I made this card, so that whenever you're really busy and want to take a break, if you give it to me I'll do your work for you."

"Oh, thank you that could be very useful," Giotto smiled.

"Me next someone pass him that box over there," Daemon poked his head towards a wrapped present. Knuckle picked it up and gave it to him.

Giotto thanked him and then ripped apart the wrapping paper, "Five different pieces of Shakespeare's work...?"

Daemon broke out into speech, "THOSE OF HIGH RANKING IN SOCIETY LIKE YOURSELF MUST BE ABLE TO ENJOY SUCH SUCCESSFUL LITERATURE SUCH AS SHAKESPEARE'S WORK. IT IS AN ESSENTIAL PART YOUR REPUTATION AS A MAN OF UR CALIBER T-"

"SHUT UP!" G strode over to Daemon and punched him in the face.

"Meanie poo," Daemon poked his tongue at G.

"Here's your present," Alaude tossed a wrapped box to Giotto.

Giotto unwrapped the paper and opened the box, "A pair of handcuffs?"

"So that if these idiots-"

"HHHEEEYYY!" G, Ugetsu, Lampo, Daemon and Knuckle shouted in unison.

"-become too annoying, you can just lock them up and continue with your business like I do."

Giotto blinked, "Oh, ok then."

"Here's mine," G gave him an unwrapped present {C'MON G YOU CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT! – leextremekid}

"A diary?"

Daemon chuckled with amusement, "BECAUSE WELL KNOWN AND POTENTIALLY HISTORICALLY FAMOUS MEN LIKE YOURSELF ALWAYS KEEP A DIARY FOR YOUR ADMIRING DESCENDENTS TO READ IN ABOUT 500 YEARS TIME AND IT WOULD OCCUR TO THEM THAT 'Vongola Primo wasn't actually that awesome of a boss'." He smirked.

"Thanks G," Giotto smiled.

G smiled back, "You're welcome."

"DID YOU JUST IGNORE ME?!"

"I'm the last one!" Elena handed Giotto an orange bag.

He took the book out of the bag, "A cook book," he chuckled, "Ahaha thank you."

"Now I'll teach you how to cook your own proper food," she smiled.

"Haha thank you."

"OF COURSE BEAUTIFUL, STUNNING, AMAZING ELENA WOULD DO SOMETHING SO WONDERFUL FOR SOMEONE!"

G turned to Daemon, "SHUT UP ALREADY!"

Daemon glared at G and then slowly turned his head to face Alaude before screaming again, "LET ME OUT ALREADY YOU IMBECILE!"

"Shut up with the Old Italian and I will."

Daemon growled, "YOU DARE TO ATTEMPT TO CHANGE MY WAYS OF COLLOQUIAL SPEECH?!"

"WHAT PART OF THAT IS CASUAL?!" G exclaimed.

"See, I'm not letting you out."

"SELFISH!" Daemon poked his tongue at Alaude.

Giotto flipped through the book, "Steak, chicken, cake, more cake, vegetables, rice...it's got everything, thank you Elena."

"You're welcome."

Lampo blinked, "Does this mean that Elena likes Giotto more than Daemon 'cause she gave Giotto a cookbook and not Daemon one?"

Daemon laughed, "YOUNG LAMPO YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND. IT IS DUE TO THE FACT THAT I HAVE ELENA'S HAND IN MARRIAGE. THEREFORE THERE IS NO NEED FOR ME TO LEARN HOW TO COOK BECAUSE SHE WOULD BE THERE TO MAKE ME BEAUTIFUL AND DELICIOUS MEALS OH BEAUTIFUL ELENA."

Alaude looked at Daemon, "I know you're hiding something Daemon spit it out."

Daemon hesitated, "...IT IS ALSO BECAUSE GIOTTO IS FOREVER ALONE."

"Am... I really? D':" Giotto stared at Daemon with belief.

"No Giotto, you're not..." Elena looked at Lampo, "Lampo, I've never given Daemon a cook book because simply he cannot cook."

Daemon stared at Elena with absolute shock and G shouted, "BURN!"

Elena continued, "I don't like Giotto more than Daemon."

Daemon's spirits lifted, "I AM LOVED BY THE BEAUTIFUL ELENA! CAN YOU NOT SEE OUR STUNNING LOVE STORY? THIS STORY SHALL HAVE NO TRAGEDY!" {Sorry but yes it will – heartHayato} Elena's face flushed red.

"You're still hiding something," Alaude said.

G cocked his head to one side with thought, "What if Daemon is jealous of Giotto for something...?"

"I think Giotto has lots of girls chasing after him around the street," Lampo said.

Ugetsu blinked, "About that, I happened to see him after I went training in the forest and he was running away from a bunch of girls..."

"THAT IS NOT TRUE!" Daemon rebutted, "DEAREST ELENA IS THE ONLY ONE FOR ME."

"In other words," Alaude explained, "there are hundreds of girls willing to be Giotto's wife, but he's rejected them all because...?" Alaude looked at Giotto.

"They try too hard to impress me," Giotto sighed.

"Or is it because..." Alaude looked at Giotto with a 'Don't-Do-Anything-Becuase-I-Wanna-Make-Daemon-Freak' face. Giotto took a short breath and then responded with an 'Ooohhh-Ok-I-Get-It' face.

Daemon stared at Alaude and Giotto….. "WHAT IS THIS BLASPHEMY!? WHY ARE YOU TWO SILENT AND LOOKING AWAY SUSPICIOUSLY!?"

"I don't know what you're talking about..." Giotto looked away.

Daemon pulled a poker face, "COULD IT BE…." He immediately gasped, "YOU WANT MY PRECIOUS AND BEAUTIFUL ELENA?!"

"No no that's not it," Giotto denied and threw his arms up.

Elena sighed, "I only like Giotto as a good friend."

Lampo chanted in the kitchen, "FRIENDZONED!" and got punched in the face by G.

Daemon's eyes began to glimmer in the dim afternoon light as tears began to show, "E...Elena?"

"Daemon I'm so sorry," Elena rushed over to Daemon still shackled on to the chair and hugged him, "I didn't know that you thought I loved Giotto too..."

Knuckle randomly yelled, "EVERYBODY IT'S A CLICHE LOVE STORY MOMENT TO THE EXTREME LET'S GO AWAY!" he dashed out of the room.

"Arrevederci." Alaude walked away.

Daemon noticed Alaude walking away, "WAIT A MOMENT ALAUDE I AM STILL SHACKLED TO THIS SEAT!"

"Alaude please unshackle him!" Elena pleaded.

Alaude turned around, "Only if he stops with the Old Italian."

"Ok fine," Daemon said while secretly crossing his fingers behind the back of the chair.

Alaude looked at him for another moment and then walked over to him and unshackled him.

"I WAS RELEASED! X3" Daemon hugged Elena tightly (and childishly as though she was his new teddy bear). Elena blushed and giggled while hugging him back. Then Alaude walked away.

Giotto walked to the door and then looked back, "Thank you again guys for remembering when I forgot."

Everyone chorused together, "You're welcome!"

Everyone began to leave when suddenly Daemon….."I SHALL NEVER STOP SPEAKING THE WAY I WAS BROUGHT UP SPEAKING!"

"That's it," Alaude strode back into the kitchen and dragged Daemon back to the wooden chair by the back of his coat. He walked behind the chair and shackled his hands behind the seat again.

"Alaude no!" Elena tried to stop Alaude.

"YOU INSOLENT FOOL, TYING YOUR OWN COMRADE AND AN ARISTOCRAT TO A WOODEN SEAT ON THE VERGE OF CRUMBLING TO PIECES."

Alaude ignored Daemon and tossed a key with a timer lock to Elena, "Elena, you may unshackle him when he has been silent for 24 hours," and with that Alaude walked out of the kitchen.

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY! AND ALSO HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR AWESOME FIRST VONGOLA BOSS, GIOTTO! :D

I don't have much to say today I dunno why.

-leextremekid