Cloud AU's

Can't Sleep?

The Arcobaleno were only recently established, a ragtag team of people who couldn't be any more different from each other. If you excluded the common factor: feared Mafiosi that is. And it was because he packed that one uniting factor that Skull DeMore was branded as the 'useless civilian'.

They'd had an extermination mission earlier this evening. It was against the Estraneo.

Again, needless to say, they were disgusting bastards that experimented on any kind of human, even young or disabled children. They were killed and blood was everywhere.
Even Skull, who had no prior experience for this kind of stuff, had blood on him. And he didn't even kill anyone, unlike Verde who had killed with his inventions. Still their Cloud had a kill count as white as milk. One would rather not know the others' - it'd be varying shades of chocolate brown, espresso or tar-black. One could be right by assuming it couldn't get any darker, the numbers didn't matter anymore.

When they had returned to the mansion, Skull was the first to go into his room and lock the door. They didn't bother to stop him from doing so, it was a natural reaction they expected and they were actually very surprised that he hadn't thrown up during the battle.

Skull shakily stripped himself of his clothes and showered, though he barfed into the toilet once or thrice while in the bathroom.
And when the time for dinner came around, Skull stayed in his room having a now empty stomach and a feeling of emtyness taking his gut prisoner. Aka he wasn't hungry and couldn't sleep, even when he tried to make himself comfortable. The events of today playing in his mind like a broken recorder, the screams, blood, guns, weapons, corpses... Death.

After trying to sleep for 4h, Skull found that he just could-wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. A problem he was sure the others weren't facing...
Was it wrong of him to feel sorry for himself having accepted this job and now being stuck with some random psychos?
He was already certain that he wouldn't be able to get along with Reborn, Lal and Verde.

Reborn is a bully,
Lal downgrades him and
Verde straight out ignores him as a 'dumb insect with no intellect'.

As for the rest: Viper... doesn't care unless it involves money or freebies.
Fon is mostly polite so they get along well enough to exchange normal conversations. He also covered for Skull in the mission for which he's thankful for... He'd decided to make it up to Fon with his favorite tea for breakfast. He can cook, tyvm!

Luce... He doesn't know what to think of her. I mean, a pregnant woman on the battlefield?
That seems wrong and twisted.
But her baking skills are good. Maybe they could exchange recipes?...
Unless it's the oven??
But - and he knows this will sound rude to her & the others if they overheard - somehow, she just rubs him wrong.
He doesn't know why... It just felt like a noose was slowly being tied around his neck.

And he knows how that feels like...

With breakfast in mind he checked how late it was. 2:34am. Ok, so more like very early.

He decided to explore the kitchen and make a list of the ingredients he could use. Making his way down the corridor he made sure to be as silent as he could -which is almost nonexistent-, while avoiding the rooms of the others like they were made of scorching hot iron. He wouldn't be surprised if they were one day. They were already boobie-trapped, that much he could guess from their personalities alone.

Arriving at the kitchen he checked the cupboards:
'Hmmm, Fruits (strawberries, raspberries, etc.), Yoghurt, Eggs, Bacon, Butter, Toast, some Cheese... Espresso beans, juice, tea and milk.

...So a Fruit Salat or Joghurt with fruit, some bacon with Eggs (Sunnyside or scrambled?) and French toast along with some sandwiches.'