This morning Crypton-san wanted to talk to me. I was worried. He usually only called us when something was wrong, or if we have done something wrong. Walking down to his office made my heart race. When I opened the door, I noticed someone I didn't recognize. I shrugged him off, wanting to know why Crypton-san wanted me.

"Len," he started, and pointed at the boy "He will be part of the vocaloid family now."

"I would like you to show him around the house please."

"Why me?" I protested.

"Well Len," he said calmly, "I thought I could help start a nice friendship."

We argued for almost 5 minutes before Crypton-san made me escort this so-called "Oliver". We walked out of the office, and I tried to take in his appearance. He was dainty, like a girl. Oliver had fair, milky white skin, platinum hair, and a yellow eye. His other eye was covered with a bandage. Oliver had a faint blush on his cheeks, and I had realized I was staring straight at him

"I-I'm sorry," I finally said, breaking the silence, "I didn't mean to stare."

"It's fine." he said in the most adorable british accent.

Wait a moment, did I just think that his accent is adorable?!

To fill the house with life I tried to talk to him, but he never really answered me. It was either "mmhm" or a soft "nuh-uh". Maybe he already didn't like me. To be honest, I didn't exactly make a very good first impression, by arguing with Crypton-san. I wasn't paying very much attention to him until I heard a chirping noise. Oliver was holding a little silver cage with a bird inside it.

"Is that your pet?" I asked shyly.

"Y-you mean James." he replied softly.

"Is that his name?"

"Sorry, sometimes I forget not everyone knows his name." he said nervously.

"No worries." I told him with reassurance. "How long have you owned him?"

"I never owned him," Oliver stated, "Animals aren't meant to be held against their will."

By the way Oliver said those words made me realize this was a touchy subject, so I remained quiet.

When finally arrived to our room. Since I was one of the only vocaloids that didn't share a room, Crypton-san made Oliver room with me. He only had one small suitcase to unpack, so I didn't bother asking if he needed any help.

But, Oliver was very quiet and awkward. When he managed to spit out some syllables, it was usually a stutter or almost a whisper.

"Where are you from?" I asked trying to make him feel comfortable talking to me.

"E-England." Oliver replied, "Most people can usually tell by my accent."

This made me facepalm. Where did I think he was from, Africa? Sometimes I'm an airhead like my sister.

"What happened to your eye?" I questioned worriedly.

"Everyone has their secrets," he replied roughly, "But I can show you if you don't tell anyone."

And in that moment he took off the bandage hiding his eye.