After hanging up with Ryo, Seto sighed, got up and walked over to the window. The snow did seem to be picking up. A part of him the moment he heard Ryo ask if he should bring Mokuba home was, YES! But he'd come to know the boy's emotional state enough to know that if Ryo brought him home early, even for his own safety, he'd be upset thinking Ryo didn't care for him or that he himself was trying to keep them apart and break his promise to let the boy stay with Ryo for the weekend.

Then an idea hit, he ran to the phone and looked for the number Ryo had left in case something came up and he needed to contact him. He found the number and quickly called Ryo back.

"Hello?" Ryo asked. After hanging up with Seto he was leaning against the doorway as he heard Mokuba laugh as his mother allowed the boy to help and even teased him a little. It made him a little sad, for two reasons. One he couldn't ever remember a time now or when he was little that his mother ever acted that way. He was surprised she was doing it with Mokuba. Which was the second sad part, the boy never before got the chance to do this with his real mother and his stepmother was too much of a bitch to show the boy even an ounce of care, like this or any other way. He was surprised when he heard the phone ring. He couldn't imagine who it could be, except possibly Seto changing his mind about keeping Mokuba.

"Ryo?"

"Seto, did you change your mind?" Ryo asked, not totally surprised. He figured that once Seto got a good look outside and realized how bad it looked he'd change his mind and want Mokuba to come straight home.

"No, actually I was calling to ask you if you'd consider bringing your family to the castle to stay, till the storm passes. It'd be safer, than risking staying at your place. We have a wing that's set up for special visitors. Each wing has its own kitchen and living area. Each wing is almost exactly like the main section but just a bit smaller. It'd be like your own private home away from home. The rooms are a bit bigger than your room here at the castle. I could even reassign a couple of maids and one of the cooking assistants has been harping on me for a chance to show he would make a good replacement if the chef wanted time off or something. I could assign him to you if you want." Seto said hopeful. He'd feel better with Mokuba inside the castle.

"I don't know, I'll talk to my parents and see what they say. Mom's pretty set in her ways and I'm not sure if dad would agree, but I'll get together with Bakura and we'll do our best."

"Thank you, but whatever you decide in the end, just take care of him."

Ryo smiled, "I promise, Seto. He's fine and I'll make sure he stays that way! Don't worry too much, I'm sure by the time Bakura and I finish talking to mom, she'll be thrilled to visit and get to stay at the castle for a while. I'm not sure about the cook, she's the type that loves to cook, but I'll bet since this guy only wants to prove himself mom would help him. I'm sure once we get mom on our side dad will follow."

"If you do decide you should stop for food, there's not any in that wing. Just tell them to send the bill to the castle."

"Fine, good day, Seto."

"Good day." Seto said, hanging up.

After hanging up with Seto, Ryo walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table where his father was reading a newspaper and Bakura looked over another section but looked totally bored at the same time.

"Who was that on the phone, Ryo?" Jake, Ryo's father asked.

"Oh, it was just Seto. He was just concerned about Mokuba."

Bakura raised an eyebrow, "Oh, and just how did the king get this number?"

"What you thought I'd just bring Mokuba here, without giving Seto a number to call in case of emergency or just to check up on him?" Ryo asked a little miffed that Bakura was upset over something so stupid! It wasn't exactly like where they lived was any big secret! Seto knew where he lived, and even if he didn't he didn't see the big deal.

"Ryo, I understand that you know the king, but it's not proper to address him so formally!" Jake said.

Ryo's mother walked over just then with 2 plates and Mokuba followed with another plate. Though Mokuba told her he could handle more than one, he'd done it before, she said that it was okay, she believed him but still felt it better if he only carried one. He decided not to say anything else. She was the one to make the rules so he knew not to go against them.

"Now Jake, you can't expect him to be informal even when talking about him. It'd be like you calling that friend of yours…what's his name by his last name."

"Yes, I suppose going around all the time calling Steve, Mr. or Sir Escazu, after being friends with him for so long would be strange."

"Exactly." Zoey said and turned to get the others plates, when she looked and noticed that Mokuba had gone and got the others while her and her husband were talking.

Mokuba had set his plate down and noticed that Zoey and her husband were talking. Well being that when his stepmother would have company over and would help set the food on the table and help with other things like drinks, only to keep people from thinking she let this little kid do all the work and make them think she'd actually cooked! Well sometimes she'd start talking and so Mokuba did what he always did, company or no and set the rest of the food plates on the table to be passed out to their owners. He hadn't gotten the drinks cause they weren't made yet and he wasn't certain what everyone wanted.

Zoey was surprised that Mokuba had gotten the rest of the plates without being asked. "Well aren't you a sweetie!" She said and kissed him on the head. Watching Mokuba blush she finally realized sadly that he had actually been standing there awaiting orders. It didn't hit her before, what Ryo had said about him being a servant, until now. However seeing the happy expression on his face, told her that this wasn't really a chore more like instinct now. He was happy to help out, knowing there wasn't going to be punishment for doing something wrong. As much as she didn't want to ask for help with the drinks, she first knew it'd take more than one trip and two the boy might feel like she didn't trust him enough to finish helping. So with a sigh she said, "Come on, let's go get the drinks."

Mokuba smiled and went to help. He carried two coffee cups and set them down and got one more while Zoey got Juice and milk for Mokuba and Ryo. Ryo never cared for coffee. Bakura hadn't at first either, but long nights on patrol changed that!

Soon everyone was sitting down to eat. Ryo decided to wait till after lunch to bring up Seto's suggestion.