Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis, Lady Luck, or Pinocchio.

*Fabian's POV*

When I woke up, one thought popped into my head that immediately pushed my dreams to the back of my mind. Amber was going to kill me. She was going to be denied one of her favorite breakfast foods. Trudy's blueberry pancakes are like circular, fluffy heaven. Amber really doesn't like missing out on those, and Trudy leaves knives on the table...

*Patricia's POV*

Ah, Saturday, I thought as I yawned. My clock read 6:27AM. Usually, I like to sleep in on the weekend, but today's breakfast was Trudy's blueberry pancakes. Like all her cooking, they're to die for. Mara was already out of bed. I got dressed, ran a brush through my hair, and took my usual seat at the table. Bring on breakfast!

*Amber's POV*

"Trudy!" I called.

"Yes, sweetie? What is it now?" Trudy came out from the kitchen and looked up to meet my eyes at the top of the stairs.

"Nina feels really warm. I think she might be sick. Can you come up, please?"

"Yes, hang on a moment. Let me just get out breakfast for the others. Everyone's up early today. You go on and get the First Aid kit."

I turned around and started speed-walking to where the box was. Poor Nina! That fever really came out of the blue. Oh, wait! Hold up. Nina's not really sick; I just needed an excuse to get Trudy away from the pancakes. Wow. I must be a fab actress- I had myself convinced there for a few seconds. Anyway, this may seem like a really complicated plan for pancakes, but for Trudy's cooking everyone's willing to pay whatever price (most of the time). Speaking of which, I had to come up with this scheme because of Fabian. What happened to that boy? He's supposed to be the goody-goody who helps everyone out. He promised me he would do it. When I find out why he didn't wash the dishes...

Trudy came up the stairs. "Do you have the box?"

"No,"-I made puppy eyes-"I couldn't lift it. Plus, I didn't have the key."

A sigh came from Trudy. "Oh, run along, sweetie. I'll get it, and remember: no pancakes for you."

I watched her walk into the room to get it and close the door behind her. Stealthily I climbed down the stairs and hurried into the kitchen. I quickly scanned the counter, grabbed a few pancakes, and scooted out of the kitchen to the cupboard underneath the stairs. Trudy wouldn't think to look for me there. Then, I took a bite and closed my eyes. De-lish. Eight minutes later all that was left to do was sneak the plate into the sink without Trudy catching me. Lady Luck was looking down upon me because Trudy was getting some work done in her room. I twirled around and ran into Mara-who grabbed my arm and dragged me up into her room. Patricia shut the door.

"So, you wanna hear what we found out last night? Fabian tried to ask Nina out! But she switched topics, so he backed out. She's-"

I jumped into the air and nearly screamed at the top of my lungs. "What! When? Oh my gosh!"

Mara immediately put her index finger on her lips and laid an ear on the door. "Quieter, you two," she furiously whispered. "Nina's just across the hall."

"Apparently Mick was teasing him a few weeks ago, and since Mick thought they stood a great chance as a couple, Fabian decided to ask Nina-who called the idea of them 'ridiculous.' He believed her when she implied she didn't have feelings for him. Epic fail. We all know she's worse than Pinocchio at lying."

No way. Seriously, how long does it take for two people who are clearly meant for each other to get together? The match-making business requires a lot of patience (which I don't have)-especially when it comes to Nina and Fabian. Nina's my bestie, but I was ready to blow up at her.

The door suddenly opened, interrupting my thoughts, and in came Nina. Unfortunately, I was still in full-blown anger mode.

I didn't think- if I did she might still be in the house and we wouldn't be wondering where Nina was. It's almost 6:00 PM and there's no sign of her. I'm really worried-just give me a moment, I [Amber] need to clean off the mascara running down my cheeks. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I thought, Me and my unthinking brain. Why did I do that? I blew up at her and she left the house. My eyes are full of tears, my nose full of snot. I need to grab a tissue, but I'm too upset to get it. I really hope she's okay. If anything happened to her, I'd...

A/N: And scene. Hope y'all like that I'm back to doing cliffies. (Jk- I know you're not :P)