Disclaimer: -insert disclaimer-

Note: Sorry, I've been on vacation. two weeks with barely any internet access... but I've been spending most of my time outside anyways. And my stories also usually stray from the original plot, so, yeah. Plot changes.

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harrys-sad-fish: Thanks. He's meant to be a little jerk.

Art Vincent Musicanova: Well, I'm just shooting for humor, and I don't feel like changing chapters unless I make huge mistakes.

MoonCannon: Well, I'm writing this after the chapter, and this has sorta turned into a demented play on family life, but that doesn't make it better for Yuan.

click creak wham

"Hey, Mithos, Yuan, I'm home!

Anyone here?

What's this? Hmm..."

Yuan groaned. Hey, what happened... He looked around and got up, but suddenly... "Oh great. I've started a fire!" Well, it was a small fire, but he would have to put it out. And Mithos would blame him. And Kratos would blame it on all the caffeine he drank... but suddenly...

"I can't feel my legs!" and "Oh no, that was Kratos, wasn't it?"

Yes, Kratos had just come home, and he was inspecting some soot strangely lying on the floor. "What happened here? Hmm... did Yuan..." He walked forwards a little, right under the second floor walk.

Great, not good, I have to think of something... Yuan had to get that blasted pillar off his legs first. Wait... pillar? Then what's supporting the wall?

SMASH

"Who's there! Thieves, reveal yourself!" Kratos revealed his wings, and hopped up. Good news, the debris blocked Yuan from sight. Bad news, he now also lost feeling in his upper torso. And Kratos was stepping on him. Kratos drew his sword and looked around. After seeing no-one, he relaxed, but he had the strange habit of ramming his sword into the floor right before putting it away. Yuan held his breath...

Thunk.

...and breathed a sigh of relief. However, this caused some dust to blow into Kratos' face. He looked down. "Oh. Oh, no. Tell me you didn't do this, Yuan." He grabbed Yuan by his ponytail, "Ow! Let go!" and pulled him up. However, the disturbance caused the railing to fall, and the entire second floor collapsed.

"This is the last time. No more coffee, chocolate, or any caffeine for you! If you destroy my house one more time, I'm burying you in the well. Got that?" A few hours had passed, and after the initial clean-up and application of gels, Kratos was lecturing Yuan angrily. Yuan cringed. Man, it's all Mithos' fault. He always somehow causes this to happen. Hey, wait... Something tinged in Yuan's head. "B-but, no coffee... what do I drink in the morning, then?" Kratos pulled something out. "Here's some tea bags. That's all you're getting."

"Aw..."

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The next morning, the 'family' was enjoying an... outside... breakfast in the kitchen. Mithos was his usual whiny self. "Man, why does Yuan always have to blow up the house? Can't we just kick him out?" Yuan clenched his hands in anger under the table. Kratos sighed. "You know, for someone about to be married to your sister, you aren't very nice to him." That's right! The wedding!

Mithos turned and pointed. "Hey, look at Noishe." Kratos looked around casually. "What? He's just running around." While Kratos was looking the other way, Mithos had poured the remainder of his cup of milk onto Yuan's pants. "Okay, I'm off!" He ran off towards Noishe and started playing around with him. "Oh, come on, these were my best pajamas!" Kratos looked at the sky and sighed again. And thus began a new day.

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"Kratos, are you sure this is tea?"

"Yes. It's some of the best from Izoold. It's supposed to reduce stress."

"But... is tea supposed to be this color?"

"Tea comes in many colors. There's red, green, black... almost as many as coffee."

"Okay, but I don't think it'll ever be as good..." Yuan sipped the hot drink. He looked at it. "Um..." He took another small sip. "Kratos..."

"What?"

"I don't think this is tea."

"Really? Looks like tea to me."

"Where'd you buy it?"

"Oh, I didn't. I had Mithos pick it up for me at the mart."

Ptoo!

"Oh, for the love of-"sip"Eh?" Kratos tore open the tea bag. "Just what is this?" He looked inside.

Ptoo!

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Kratos had walked outside, grabbed Mithos off Noishe ("Hey! Ow! Hey!") And dragged him in. He shoved him into a chair, and pushed a cup into his hands. "Mithos. What is this?" Mithos looked at the cup. "Um... tea?"

"Where did you get this?"

"I bought it, just like you told me to."

Kratos pulled out the bag and tore it open.

"... is this a crushed Boxer Iris?"

"You're making me so hungry."

"Need some help, Yuan?"

"Nope! Sucking on a sponge never got easier!"

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"God! I just can't stand that kid!"

"Well, Martel said it was okay for him to come over. Besides, he's going to be your brother-in-law."

"Good grief. I'd like to hurl him out a window at the slightest chance."

"Just get past it. After you marry Martel, you guys can move out or something."

"...but I still need a job, and I don't think Botta can lend me enough for crushed coffee nut, much less a house."

"Well, you'll have to make do. The wedding's in a week."

"And in my one month of living with Mithos, well..."

"You'll get over it."

"I hope."

Yuan sighed. No coffee's really getting to me... He walked up the stairs, fingering the new guardrails, and opened the door to his room.

"Mithos? What are- what're those?" Mithos looked up. "Oh, I found these under your bed. I wonder how Martel would feel? Pervert!" Yuan grabbed Mithos, pulled the magazine from his hands, and opened the window. "Time for your flying lessons, Mithos."

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