"Well then, good night," You said as you walked inside, and flopped down on the sofa, falling into a dreamless sleep.

You woke up, only to smell something burning, and the air was thick from smoke. You coughed, and tried to open your eyes, which was impossible.

What the hell's with this smoke?! You cursed in your mind as you coughed again. You began to wave your hand, mumbling a spell, trying to make the smoke go away, so you could see again. You saw the smoke came from a room. You walked to the room, realising it was the kitchen. You tried to look after a window, and when you found it, you opened it. The fresh air came in, and the disgusting smoke disappeared slowly.

You looked on what had caused the smoke. It was food. How could food cause this much smoke?!

You walked over to the burnt food, and quickly threw it outside the window. You found some vegetables, and ingredients to make some bread. You began to cut the vegetables, and make a soup like the one you ate yesterday. Then you began on the bread, and while you made the dough, someone walked in.

He had messy blonde locks, and piercing emerald eyes. He wore a green suit, and a pair of boots. Above there was something that looked like caterpillars, but you looked again, and saw it were eyebrows.

"Who are you, and what are you doing?" He asked. You just looked at him a little, but turned to your dough again as you answered him.

"I'm (y/n)," you told him. "And I'm making you guys breakfast right now."

"What happened to the other food?" The man asked. You just pointed at the window before you formed the bread.

"You threw out my food?!" The man asked, angry.

"You called that food?" You said, turning around to face him, you had just but the bread on a stone to bake.

"Yes I do!" His face turned red from anger.

"Well, it wasn't food when I looked at it, it was coal." You said, turning away, checking the soup.

"You-" he was stopped by Gilbird, who flew right in front of him, poking him in the head with his beak.

"That hurts, stop it!" He shouted angrily. You looked at Gilbird.

"Gilbird, please stop bullying him, I would've been fine, he won't be able to harm me," you said as your little bird flew away from the man, and to you shoulder. You patted Gilbird, and then looked at the man.

"I never got your name did I?" Your (e/c) eyes looked directly into his emerald ones.

"No, you didn't," he felt his forehead. "My name's Arthur, Arthur Kirkland."

"Nice meeting you Arthur," you said turning around.

"And good morning Vlad," you greeted, Arthur giving you a confused look.

"Morning, (y/n)," a voice replied from behind him, making him jump in surprise. He turned around, seeing Vladimir yawning.

"You bloody git, that gave me a scare!" Arthur snarled at Vladimir.

"Maybe you should just put more interest to the surroundings around you, Arthur."

Arthur let out a "Hmph," and you made the breakfast, and Lukas came down, fully clothed, and not one bit messy.

"Morning, Lukas," you greeted the man.

"God morgen, (y/n)," he held a small pause, probably looking at the other two. "Morning, Arthur, Vlad," he greeted them.

"Morning, Lukas," they both replied.

"What are you making, (y/n)?" Vladimir asked you.

"I'm making breakfast, a new one, after I found the coal, that Arthur call food," You replied to Vladimir.

"Thanks, (y/n)!" He seemed happy, and you kinda understood if Arthur were the one to always make the food to the three of them.

Arthur had kept quiet, but now spoke again. "So, where do you two know her from?" He asked, looking at Vladimir and Lukas.

Lukas were the one that spoke. "I first met her yesterday, when she came to our house, and Vlad have known her for i don't know how long."

"I see, so that's why I heard some noise in the house yesterday," Arthur said.

"and you know what, Arthur?" Vladimir asked.

"No, I don't, Vladimir."

"(y/n) is the last survivor of her clan, the (s/n) Clan!"

"That can't be true," Arthur said, clearly not believing Vladimir.