A/N: Sorry about the long wait and sorry that this chapter will only be a little filler. But I tend to not rush things too fast.

Joseph slammed his head on the breakfast table for what had to be the 100th time this morning. Caroline chuckled at her brother's behavior, taking a bite out of her toast. She personally found the entire situation to be hilarious. Granted sleeping in a bathtub isn't exactly comfortable as it turned out, but the siblings had each other to keep themselves warm, plus the shower had been running the whole night. The downside of that, of course, was that the next water bill was going be astronomical, but luckily Caroline had some money she could contribute to it.

After another slam to the table, Joseph looked up from his position and stared directly at his sister. "Please tell me this didn't just happen." He pleaded. "Please tell me we didn't have sex together in the shower the other day."

His sister couldn't help but giggle. "What? Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it," she answered half-seriously. Joseph in return let out another groan and slammed his head on the desk once again.

"I have officially hit a new low," he grumbled. "I can't even deny that I enjoyed it. I fucking want more of it. I have an incest fetish. Who'd have thought? Oh yeah, not me!"

Caroline just rolled her eyes and ignored her brother's rambling. He would probably go on for quite some time, but luckily he still had stuff to do in the city, so she would be spared from that for the time being. Hopefully, he would have come to terms until he came back.

The young woman herself in the meantime had other things to do. Since she was still jobless, it was another day of reading the papers and checking the internet for new job opportunities. Speaking of papers, the siblings had yet to check out their mailbox on the first floor. With that in mind, Caroline quickly stood up from her chair, picked up some keys and went all the way downstairs. Once she'd gotten there, she found out that there were a couple of letters waiting inside the box. Curiously she went over them and found out that two out of six were for her. One she could already guess was just advertising for something, while the other three looked like there was actually something important inside.

After she closed and locked the mailbox, Caroline quickly walked back upstairs to the apartment. Inside she found that her brother had also started to have breakfast in form of some cornflakes. The female sibling walked over and placed the four letters that were addressed to the male sibling right next to him, while she took the letters addressed to her, as well as the newspaper and placed herself back on the table.

While her brother put the spoon away and opened his first letter, Caroline did the same and read its contents. After reading the first line, she immediately tossed the piece of paper away. It had been another rejection letter, of which she had gotten more than enough these past few weeks. The second letter turned out to be at least slightly more useful. Apparently, this particular company had received her application documents, but they had yet to sort through all of the application letters they received. Basically what they said was that it would take more time until they make a proper decision.

Joseph in the meantime let out a sigh, having finished reading his first letter. "When do those guys get that I am not renting one of the parking spots outside?" he asked no one in particular, tossing the letter away one the table. After glancing over it, Caroline found out that the rent for the parking spots will be significantly higher next year.

The second letter Joseph tossed away even quicker. This one turned out to be a job for him translating something and judging by how quickly he got rid of it, it was probably a job he wasn't capable of doing or simply not interested. The third letter turned out to be actually important, as it was a bill for something Joseph ordered online.

"Oh right, there was that. Might as well take care of it, when I go to town." He figured and opened the last letter, which turned out to have a brochure inside. Immediately afterward his head hit the table with the brochure still in his hand. Carefully Caroline took the brochure out of her brother's hand and took a look at it. As soon as she read the title she had to laugh out loud really hard. The brochure turned out to be an advertisement for one of the local brothels. She briefly wondered as to why they send such a thing because usually, no brothel send advertisement through the mail. Because usually some child or other would get their tiny little hands on this and that was when shit got real, with an army of parents practically storming said brothel or more likely complain directly at the mayor and town parliament, who would then do their best to close it down.

~What idiots.~ Caroline thought to herself.

"I swear if you're screwing with me…" Joseph muttered, but his sister waved him off immediately.

"That's purely coincidence," she replied, opening the paper in her hands and reading its contents. Her left hand wandered to the necklace she was still wearing and played around with it, while she was admiring all the girls, rather than actually reading whatever was offered. "Yup, they're totally gonna be out of business, as soon as some parent or other gets to read this," she mumbled just loud enough for her brother to hear. He just grunted in return and wrapped up his breakfast.

He brought his bowl to the sink and then walked into his room to get his jacket. "I'm gonna go out now. And probably get a stiff drink." He added, causing Caroline to laugh once again.

"See you later." She casually waved her hand, as her brother exited the apartment. She could hear Joseph let out a grunt in response, before shutting the door close. Now that she was alone, she found herself being responsible for cleaning up the breakfast table. Sighing in exasperation, Caroline quickly did just that, so that she could turn her attention to more important matters. Like those girls…

Caroline shook her head. It was way too early to think about anything above a T-Rating.

XXX

"Urrgh….this is pointless…"

With a loud groan, Caroline slumped over the desk her brother had provided her. She put the newspapers and printed out job opportunities from the web in disarray with that motion, but she couldn't care less at the moment. Every call she made these past few hours was met with rejection. Every other job opportunity was either not suited for her, for a multitude of reasons, and those few that did fit her were sadly out of reach. She didn't own a car as of yet and her brother only had a license, to begin with, because the siblings' parents forced him to take the exam.

"How hard can it be to find a freaking office job?!" She complained out loud, making wild gestures with her hands, her face still on her desk. She dropped her arms back down and for a while, just sat there with her upper body laying on the table. Eventually, however, it became uncomfortable and she removed herself from the desk and leaned back into her chair. She stared at the ceiling, looking directly at the turned off light bulb and sighed.

"You know what? I might as well do the stuff that gets me some actual money," she said to no one, but herself. Having come to this conclusion, she put away everything to one side of the desk, opened some drawers and took out all of her drawing and painting stuff. On top of the stack of papers was, of course, her still-unfinished Daemonette. Seeing her, Caroline had to pause for a moment and look down on the necklace she was wearing. She hadn't even taken the thing off for a minute or two for some reason and honestly, she didn't really feel like taking the jewelry off. It didn't look too bad after all and besides, every girl enjoyed wearing a piece of jewelry every now and then.

"Maybe Slaanesh was the one who gave me the idea of having sex with my brother?" Laughing at her own ridiculous statement, Caroline refocused her attention on the paper in front of her and continued working on the demon. Most of the body had been drawn and soon she would come to the details and oh holy hell, the details on the daemonette. It may not look like much, compared to all the other possibly stuff she could have drawn, but the crab claws alone proved to be difficult to make properly. There were lots and lots of small, let's call them "lines", lots of them that had to be drawn with just the right thickness, so that the crab claw would actually look like a biological thing, instead of a thing that just got stuck onto the arm. And that was only one issue. Online she found out that there were various variations of armors (or lack thereof) that a daemonette could wear and almost all of them had those little tidbits that were difficult to recreate. The eraser got used a lot today.

It wasn't until she needed to turn on the lights in her room that Caroline stopped in her work. Her brother had yet to return home, but that was hardly her concern at the moment. The drawing in of itself was done and as such, Caroline deserved a little reward. Quickly heading towards the kitchen, the young woman searched through the cupboards until she found it: chocolate. She took out an entire bar, unwrapped it and bit right into the sweet goods. She took the chocolate with her, as she made her way back to her room, where the now finished drawing was waiting on the desk. It was finally time for the colors, which was way easier than the initial drawing, at least for Caroline. Especially when she needed only a couple of colors in lighter and darker shades. The shading was a trick she learned pretty early back from her elementary school teacher. You basically had one point in the painting from where the "light" shone in and everything in front of that point was in a brighter color, while everything that was hidden from the "light" was a darker version of that same color. It may be basic knowledge to both amateur and non-amateur artists, but in Caroline's personal opinion it was a neat little trick.

She made decent progress, but unless she planned to work on it for the rest of the day, it would take her another day to make it upload ready. Plus she still had to scan the thing and they didn't have a scanner inside the house. She'd need to go down the street for that and until she was done, that place would have already closed. With all of this in mind, Caroline stopped working after one and a half hour more. It was way past lunchtime anyway and she still had to get something decent inside of her stomach. Her brother still hadn't returned, which most likely meant he was eating lunch in the city. So, why shouldn't she do the same?

XXX

The place Caroline chose to eat was nothing fancy or anything. It was a relatively new establishment that called itself "The Four Seasons". It specialized mostly in healthy food, although potatoes and steak were also available. She herself had chosen a salad with fish filet. Granted the fish did cost a bit of coin, but it was still cheaper than at other places. While the young woman waited for her order, she was browsing the web with her phone in the desperate hope that in her earlier search she overlooked something. So far she had no luck.

Her search was interrupted by a message popping up on top of her screen. It was from her brother and read:

"I got a job for ya."

Caroline raised an eyebrow at this. Had he found a job for her? Just like that? By simply taking a stroll through the city?

"A job? If it is as a waiter, forget it." She typed back.

"Nope," came the message, which was followed by another 15 seconds later. "I met one of my clients today. His name's Aaron Johnson"

"He's got a job for me?"

"Yup." A pause. "Well, not now, but soon." Another pause. "His secretary is leaving in two weeks and he still hasn't found a new one. Interested?"

A job as a secretary? Caroline thought about the possibility. On the one hand, she didn't have much experience in secretary work, only having helped out a former colleague once in a while. On the other hand, it was hardly a demanding job. The worst that could happen to her was to have lots of paperwork to deal with, which in all honesty was better than sitting in front of the PC all day, looking for something to do.

"Where would I work?" Caroline wrote back eventually.

It took a couple of minutes until the next message appeared:

"He's the manager of the "Workshop" rental company. The place is on the same road as the Brotherhood Hospital, just on the other end of the street. I don't know about the pay or worktimes, you'd have to discuss that with him. He's ready to give you a chance, but would like to talk to your first."

Before Caroline gave an answer, she had a question of her own:

"Why the fuck would a rental company need your help?"

A minute later.

"The building's owner lives in Germany of all places. They had a problem with their landlord and he was too lazy to translate his own letters."

Caroline raised another eyebrow. That sounded kind of like an odd job for her brother to do. She wondered how that particular company stumbled upon him but decided to save the question for later. Instead, she typed:

"I guess a talk won't hurt anybody. I'm free for like forever at the moment, so tell him I can come any day, any time from tomorrow onwards."

"He asks for Friday, 10 PM. That fine?"

"Sure. I'll google the address. See you at home."

"Bye."

After that conversation was finished, Caroline felt a sense of relief going through her body. Sure the job opportunity literally came literally out of nowhere, but this definitely wasn't the time to look a gift horse in the mouth. With a smile on her face, Caroline leaned forward on the table and patiently waited for her order to arrive. Her hand idly played with the trinket around her neck.

She didn't need to wait for too long, as a handsome young waiter arrived with her order. He was a handsome young man, probably in his early twenties. He also had that charming smile on his face, which made him possible boyfriend material in Caroline's book.

"Please, enjoy your meal."

"Thank you."

Too bad the nice guys were usually the ones already taken by some lucky girl or other. Or possibly boy. But… should that really stop her from pursuing the guy?

XXX

In the end, Caroline didn't do that. She wasn't in the mood to just sit around and wait for the waiter's shift to end, not to mention that it would pretty much make her a stalker if she went through with that random thought.

Arriving back at her brother's place, she found out that he had already returned. Joseph appeared to be busy looking for something… again. He was opening cupboards at random, barely glancing inside, before closing them again and looking somewhere else.

"What did you lose this time?" Joseph's sister asked. Said brother turned around and gave her a deadpan look.

"What do you mean "this time"?" he echoed, looking none too impressed. "Where have you been, anyway?"

"Just taking a stroll," Caroline replied. "Unlike some people, I can't stay the entire day at home and stare at a single screen."

"Whatever." Her brother waved off.

"By the way, thanks for getting me the job. I really appreciate it."

"Er, no biggie." Joseph shrugged. "I just met the guy in the supermarket at random and he even recognized me. We had a small talk and you came up and one thing led to another."

"Well, if this works out I might be able to afford my own place again next year," Caroline replied with a smile.

"Mind staying here? I have kinda gotten used to not having to do the whole housework on my own." Joseph fake-semi-complained, causing his sister to laugh.

"Get yourself a maid." She told him and walked over to the refrigerator. It was now filled with all kinds of goods that Joseph had bought earlier, although he could have at least sorted them a bit better. Closing the fridge, the female sibling found her male counterpart leaning against the kitchen counter, his arms crossed and looking over to Caroline.

"Something the matter?" she asked genuinely curious.

Joseph let out a sigh and gave his sister a stern look. "Did you seriously just ask that?" he growled and Caroline immediately understood.

"Does that still bother you?"

"How can it not bother you?!" he asked in return. "We had sex together of all things! Sex! Unprotected sex on top of that!"

Now that she thought about it, getting pregnant with her brother's baby wasn't exactly a good thing. But hey, what are pills for?

"Sheesh, if you're so concerned about me getting pregnant, don't worry. There's medicine for this kind of thing. Besides, don't tell me you didn't enjoy it."

Joseph facepalmed and gave his sister a deadpan stare. "Are you fucking serious right now?" he asked in a low tone.

"Maybe?" Caroline replied coyly. Joseph stared at her for another ten seconds, before he decided to turn around and headed towards his room. His sister snickered to herself, as she heard him closing the lock to his room multiple times.