Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, nor the alcoholic drink Baileys.
Italics are thoughts.
"No father, I don't want a party…I'm turning 22, it's not like it's something special… no don't tell Lussuria…father…father…DAD!"
"Ishishishi the peasant is talking to herself."
"Sempai, I think she's on the phone to her father."
"Shut it Froggy, the prince says she is talking to herself and therefore she is."
"That's screwy logic sempai."
"What are you two doing?" Lussuria motioned to Bel and Fran who had their ears pressed against Nuvola's bedroom door.
"Eavesdropping on the peasant, she's talking to herself."
"Bel-sempai is wrong; she's on the phone to her father."
"No you don't need to turn up at the castle with a cake, I'm not two…I don't care if it's made with Baileys…And shouldn't this cake be for me…Really? Because it sounds like something you might give to appease Xanxus…WHAT! NO! How did you get that idea…heh heh, I was drunk that night…I didn't sleep with him! …Why am I talking about this with you? ...Fine. Bye father."
"Why would I care about cloud trash's birthday?"
"Because you were holding her hand at the winter ball, you haven't mauled her yet despite the multiple times we've forced her to wake you up in the morning, and you kissed her when she was eating beef takeaway."
"How do you know about that?" Xanxus glared at Lussuria who was waving Nuvola's hospital file in front of his nose.
"She told me. She's surprisingly talkative with the right amount alcohol; she's also gigglier and cuddlier. Although she still hates pink…"
"Voi shut up Lussuria! Anyway, Bel and Fran were eavesdropping on her phone call with her father, she doesn't want a party."
"But…it's her birthday, we need to dress her up and put pink balloons up and…"
"NO!" Squalo and Xanxus yelled in unison.
"Well, if you're going to be like that I'll arrange her birthday party with her father." Lussuria turned and walked out of door, closing it with a click as a dull clunk was heard in the room.
"VOI! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Squalo yelled as he wrung the whiskey out of his hair.
"Lussuria was annoying me, and I realised I hadn't thrown anything at you today."
Stupid father, stupid cake, stupid Xanxus and his stupid scarred face and that stupid overgrown, overfed excuse for a house cat box weapon. Nuvola shot Bester a glare as the Ligers head popped up for a second from drinking her bath water. Nuvola couldn't for the life of her understand why the big cat would want to drink soapy bath water. Stupid cat. Why it is in my bathroom anyway, should be in Xanxus room, not here. "Out." Nuvola pointed at the door and gestured at the Liger. "Out now, I want to take a bath and your furry arse is in the way. Go, scat, vamoose." Nuvola grabbed Bester round the middle and tried to haul him out of the room. He wouldn't budge. "Fine, you asked for it." Nuvola grabbed her box weapon and opened it, after the intimal glow of purple light nothing happened. Bester just blinked at her and resumed his drinking of the bathwater. Heh, just you wait you huge fur ball. Leaving, she walked into the corridor and entered Xanxus bedroom with the intention of using his en-suite bathroom. Drawing herself a bath she locked the door and slid into the welcoming hot water. So warm, I'll just close my eyes for a few seconds…
"Stop it that tickles…" Nuvola groggily came to, noticing that her bathwater was cold and Bester was licking her face.
"GAH! How did you get in here?" She grabbed a towel, pulled the bath plug and ran back to her room. Bester followed her and tried to shove his nose into the draw which contained her underwear "What is wrong with you, you perverted fur ball, get out!" Nuvola tried pushing the Liger out of her room but to no avail.
"What are you doing to Bester?" Nuvola cringed as she looked up to see Xanxus staring at her as she was trying to shove Bester along the floor.
"What am I doing? You need to keep tabs on your perverted box weapon! First I find him in my bathroom, drinking my bathwater, then I finally take a bath, and fall asleep to wake up to him licking my face, now he's trying to get into my underwear draw!"
Nuvola failed to notice that while she was ranting about Bester and his perverted ways, Bester had managed to get into her underwear draw and was taking a mouthful of bras over to where Xanxus was standing.
"OI! THOSE ARE MINE!" Nuvola ran over and tried to prise Besters jaws open. "Why aren't you helping?" She yelled at Xanxus who had started laughing at her.
"Just admiring the view."
"The chandelier is rattling." Lussuria looked up at the ceiling and then to Squalo.
"Probably Xanxus stomping around looking for Bester." Squalo paused and looked at the door as Levi walked into the room.
"I think I just heard Nuvola yell, should we go and see what's happening?"
Lussuria and Squalo looked at each other and to the rattling chandelier and then back to the door where the sound of running footsteps could be heard. Bester padded into the room, swiftly followed by Nuvola wrapped in a big bath towel that jumped onto Bester and started tugging on the material that the Liger had in his mouth.
"Voi? What is going on?" Squalo looked at Xanxus who had just walked into the room.
"Bester likes Nuvola's bras."
"MINE!" Nuvola gave a triumphant cry as she managed to wrestle her underwear from Besters mouth.
"You should have let him keep it. You won't be able to wear it now." Squalo eyed up the shredded black bra in Nuvola's hand.
"Anyway, now that you're here" Lussuria grabbed Nuvola's shoulder and led her over to a shopping bag "I've bought you this lovely pink dress for you to wear to your birthday party!"