Kitchen

"This is a terrible place to have a tea party." House picked up a tea cup and observed it while I snatched it out of her hands and put it back on the table.

"Everything is perfect. Five cups, one teapot, and a bunch of sweet breads imported from Paris." I sighed and stared at the people around me that couldn't see me. Master Macon looked infuriated, while a woman next to him looked as calm as a sleeping dragon who just got poked in the eye. Another woman had her legs crossed and looked down shamefully as the two children were silent.

"Your boy? What about my niece? Since I believe she was the one who was attacked." Master Macon and the angry woman started snapping at each other.

"Oh by the way Kitchen, I ate all the actual sweet breads from Paris. I got those at Paris Baguette, which is equally as good." I took out my spatula and chased House around the library.

"It was a joke! Ah!" She tripped on the table and knocked my tea set into the air. I caught it mid-air and held my breath. Everyone was looking at us, but nobody said a word. I gently put it back where it belonged and grabbed House's arm.

"Don't ever pull a stunt like that again. Were supposed to be helping Miss Lena, not making her believe she's losing control!" I snapped. House twirled her hair.

"It's so annoying with only you to talk to. I wish Master Macon would let Jason out of his cell…."

Macon

"Jason I'm going to send you off with Lena tonight. She's going to need more protection than the boy and Amarie." I twisted my ring and he appeared, slightly drowsy.

"Yessir." He slurred his words and I raised my eyebrow.

"Are you alright?"

"I just had a lot to think about as I was trapped in there for two days straight. And you won't even tell me why." He folded his arms and I looked away.

"I apologize once again, but I really need your help tonight. Lena would never forgive me if I intruded in Gatlin's petty little dance." I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Fine, but I'm not staying in the ring the ENTIRE night."

"Agreed, and have fun Jason."

Jason

"Let's get this party started!"

I flew from Lena's corsage and waved my arms in the air.

"Finally some freedom." I looked around and saw the beautiful array of white "snow" and lights. People were dancing and taking pictures. I was about to follow Ethan and Lena when I saw her. She was wearing pale blue dress with white laces at the bottom. Her hair was neatly arranged and she was dancing with a tall boy with a matching tie.

"Sinead?" She looked up when I called her name and looked confused. Her dance partner pulled her chin to face him.

"What's wrong Sin?"

"Nothing, I thought I heard someone call my name." She resumed dancing as I flew right next to her.

"Sinead, do you remember me?" I put my hand on hers and she suddenly jerked it away from the boy's shoulder.

"What's wrong?" He looked alarmed.

"My hand suddenly got cold. Must've been the wind." I kept staring at her until the boy whispered in her ear, "Wait a few more seconds, the fun part is about to begin." I noticed him staring at Ethan and Lena, about to take their picture.

"Oh –." I tried to reach them as fast as I could, but the deed was already done. Lena was showered with globs of white paste and Ethan was on top of a boy, punching him.

"You better hope you know what you're doing." I cursed silently and knew Mr. Macon was going to be mad as hell tonight. I glanced back at Sinead. Instead of joining in laughing with the rest of the peers, she looked angry.

"I can't believe you knew about this and didn't even try to stop it Randy. What would you do if that was me that got slobbered in paste?" She folded her arms as "Randy" tried to reason with her.

"But you're not a Ravenwood. Plus, she would never fit in. You're popular Sin."

"I wasn't always popular Randy, and it doesn't matter if she's a Ravenwood or a Duchannes or anything. She's a girl, like me, and I can't believe you would do something like that." I smiled and remembered why I loved Sinead so much. But Randy only heard the first part of Sinead's response.

"You weren't popular in middle school because you hanged out with that loser of a kid. I even forgot his name, Jaycon or something?" She slapped him across the face as the students around her gasped.

"His name was Jason, and were over." She grabbed her purse and ran out with her best friend, Elise.

"Sin! Wait! I need to win the Royal Court and beat Earl!"

Macon

I've never really been angry before. I've been annoyed and irritated and maybe even slightly crazy, but never truly angry. But I've noticed that ever since Lena had been around Ethan Wate, the son of my lover, I've been enraged more often than usual.

"Kitchen!" I shouted as a Kitchen ran out of the kitchen and handed me a steaming mug of hot chocolate. She mouthed "Ran out of marshmallows, sorry," as she ran back. I handed the cup to Lena and paced back and forth. After I was done scolding Lena, I turned to the boy. How was it that one Wate changed my life forever and another Wate made me want to burn the entire city down?

"You should have made her leave." I ignored him as he made his excuse. But I caught something.

"Interesting to note, you didn't even dance. Not a single dance." Lena was confused.

"How do you know that?"

"That's not important."

"Actually, it's important to me." I told them about Boo as Ethan took the Polaroid out of Boo's mouth. I pointed at Ethan.

"You. It's time for you to go. As for you Lena, room." I escorted Ethan to the door and slammed it shut. Lena walked up the stairs, looking as though she was about to cry.

"Lena…" I started to say softly. She ran up the stairs and slammed her door shut. I sighed.

"It's ok Mr. Macon. It wasn't as bad as you thought." Jason flew right in front of me and sat down. I rubbed my hair.

"I told you to protect her. Now she comes back home extremely upset? What were you doing?" I yelled. Jason raised an eyebrow.

"I thought protecting her meant to keep Sarafine and her goonies away, not create a non-Sheer cast to prevent some glue from ruining her night." I knew Jason was hiding something, so I looked into his memories.

"Hey! Those are mine!" I skimmed through until I saw the girl he was obsessing over the entire night.

"So instead of watching over my daughter, you decided to protect another girl by the name of Sinead for the short duration my niece had at that dance?" I said bitterly. Now it was Jason's time to be mad.

"I haven't seen Sinead since I died. Have you ever thought of letting me out once in a while? I'm sorry if it's wrong for me to see the good parts of my life minus the dying." He flew back into my ring and I banged my head on the wall.

"Great, now too people are angry at me, and I should be the one that should be angry." I heard whimpering and looked down to see Boo.

"Ah, Boo. You're the only person I can trust." He stood there for a couple of seconds and then left. The wet present he left on my shoes left a disgusting odor in the air.

"House!"

For those reading my Duchannes and Ravenwood War story, don't worry I haven't hit a writers block.