It was morning, I was sleeping soundly until I felt a tickle in my armpit. I'm very ticklish in my pits. I finally got a hold on what was tickling me, it was a spotted... tail? That better not be who I think it is.

I pulled off the covers to find Aikan curled up into a ball, and he's naked again. Even though I like him, this is getting annoying. I know people who are in love sleep in the same bed, but we're not in love, at least not now.

"Aikan, wake up!" I yelled.

"Ugh... What's your problem?" Aikan asked after waking up, "I was trying to sleep."

"You're in my bed again," I said.

"Yeah," Aikan said.

"Why are you in my bed again?" I asked.

"Your bed is really soft," Aikan answered.

"I second that."

Another person was under the covers. I pulled the cover off the bed to find... Yeol!? And he's naked also!?

"I say, those tigers really did a good job in making this," Yeol said, "How come I didn't make it my bed in the first place?"

"I know, and Stephan had to be the lucky one," Aikan said.

These two really are father and son.

"Well, I should leave you be and get some bacon," Yeol said.

"Sweet, I love bacon," Aikan said.

Although I love more than the two of them combined, I was tired of meat. I need bread, I need fruit, I need something else besides meat.

"You guys can go ahead, I'm gonna go to Clover's," I said.

"Suit yourself," Yeol said.

I made my way to Clover's, remembered that Clover wanted to try cooking non meat foods.

When I walked in, I saw Clover gathering dirty plates from tables.

"Oh hi, Stephan," Clover said.

"Hello again," I said.

"Oh, are you here to test my cooking?" Clover asked.

"I am, meat can be tiring," I said.

"I know what you mean, Emily used to meat everyday," Clover said.

"So, what kinds of stuff do you have?" I asked.

"I have grown vegetables, but I can't eat them," Clover answered.

"Such as?" I asked.

"Mostly lettuce," Clover said.

"I'll just have that then," I said, "It's better than just meat everyday."

Clover then decided to make the lettuce into soup. From a soup that's only lettuce, it surprisingly smelled good.

"Here you are, steak and lettuce soup," Clover said.

She gave me a bowl with large leaves of lettuce and chopped up bits of steak in brown broth. First I tasted the broth, it had salty with a bit of pepper. The lettuce had the salty broth on it, so it gave it some flavor. Last was the steak, the pepper taste came it. Overall, soup was amazing.

"This is delicious," I said.

"Really? Thank you so much," Clover said with joy.

"Really," I said, "And the beef made it taste better."

"I'm glad you like it," Clover said, "I have to tell Emily, she love it."

"I do that," I said.

"Dad, I'll be right back," Clover said.

"Alright, sweetheart," a male fox said.

"Is she your daughter?" I asked the male fox.

"Sure is, is the soup okay?" He asked.

"It's great," I said.

"That's my girl, runs in the family," he said.

"I see, she's great," I said.

"The name's Marco," he said.

"Stephan," I said.

"Nice to meet you," Marco said, "Well, I better get back to the kitchen."

"Okay," I said.

As I was enjoy my soup, Clover came in with Emily.

"Oh hello, Stephan," Emily said.

"Hey, Emily," I said, "You have to try this soup."

"That's what Clover has been telling me," Emily said.

"I can't wait for you to try it," Clover said.

Clover went to the kitchen to prepare a bowl for Emily. I was just about with my bowl.

"Seconds please!" I yelled.

"Coming right up!" Clover yelled back.

After Clover came back with two bowls of soup, I immediately went to eating the lettuce and meat while Emily tasted the soup for the first time.

"What do you think?" Clover asked.

"It's super yummy," Emily answered.

"Yeah," I said, "It's funny that me and Emily are the only ones who can eat this."

"It's fine," Clover said, "If you want some again, just ask."

"One more please," I said with a empty bowl.

"Alright," Clover said.

As Clover left to get me my last bowl, Emily was enjoying her soup.

"This is my first meal with vegetables," Emily said.

"I heard," I said.

"I've ate meat all my life," Emily said.

"I've had bread, fruit, and other stuff," I said.

"You were lucky," Emily said.

"For food, I guess," I said, "But for everything else, I'm not so lucky."

"I understand," Emily said, "Was it from the ferry wreck?"

"No, not that," I answered.

"Then what?" She asked.

"Well..."

"Alright, Stephan," Clover said with another bowl of soup in her hand.

"Oh, Ugh," I sighed.

"What's wrong?" Clover asked.

"Oh, nothing," Emily answered, "I just asked him something and he got lost in thought."

"Oh, okay," Clover said.

As Clover left to clean dishes, me and Emily sat in silence as I ate my soup.

"Was it a bad time to ask?" Emily asked.

"No, I'll tell you," I answered, "Between humans?"

"Of course," Emily answered.

"It's my family," I said.

"They abused you," Emily asked.

"Oh no, they were great parents," I said, "But when my father died, my mom changed."

"Go on," Emily said.

"At first, she never spoke to me. I assumed she was mute, but my dad said that she can speak. After dad died, she began speaking to me. I assumed because she wanted me safe, she told me to not step outside. She then wanted me to let my hair grow out and had me wear girl clothes. She also kept calling me "Stephanie" rather than "Stephan". I never understood why she did those things." I said.

"She probably thought you were a girl all these years," Emily said, "Hold on, if you were told wear dresses everyday, how are wearing men's clothes now?"

She pointed at my pink shirt and brown shorts.

"These were my dad's clothes," I answered, "I took them before I left home."

"Oh. Still, I think something was wrong with your mother," Emily said.

"I don't know, I'd just go with it and not misbehave," I said.

After our talk, I decided to leave to see Aikan.

"Bye, Clover," I said.

"Bye! Don't worry about the soup," Clover said, "It's on the house."

"Wow, thanks," I said.

About what I said about my mother, she doesn't hit me or anything, but she always had do feminine things, even where female clothes. I still love her and a tiny bit regret leaving her, but I needed to be by myself.

I made it back to Aikan's home and once I stepped inside, a pillow came flying and hit me in the face. That pillow smacked me so hard, I fell on my back.

"Stephan!"

Aikan came running to me. He pulled the pillow off my face and I a close up in Aikan's face.

"Please, stay with me!" He yelled.

"Aikan?" I asked.

"Your friend's a goner, my son," Yeol said with a evil smile while swinging a pillow.

"You hurt my friend, father," Aikan said, "You will pay!"

He then grabbed the pillow that took me out and ran toward his father. The two then tried to hit each other with pillows like swords. I couldn't believe what I was watching. Then, Aikan ended it, when he uppercut Yeol's jaw with a pillow.

"Victory... is mine!" Aikan yelled as stepped his foot on Yeol's chest.

"What's going on here," I asked.

"Just a father and son pillow fight," Aikan said, "And I won for the first time!"

"Aren't pillow fights supposed to be fun?" I asked.

"Not when it's me and my dad, it's never game," Aikan said.

I looked to see that Yeol was knocked out cold. He will remember a thing.

"Will he be alright?" I asked.

"Give him four hours," Aikan answered.

"Okay?" I said.

"Sorry about that take out with the pillow," Aikan apologized, "It gets intense."

He's lucky that close up to his face didn't make me smack him with the pillow.