The Dimitrescu's trio sees Y/n near another bug and get jealous. Lady Dimitrescu left the castle and Y/n is in charge of babying her daughters.
Y/n's POV;
I was in the kitchen making dinner for those dumbasses and Lady Dimitrescu. As I'm stirring the food, I notice a butterfly flying around me.
"Aw you're so cute." I extend my finger out, hoping it will land on me. To my surprise it did. It stays on my finger, lightly moving its wings back n forth.
"Y/n dearest have you seen my-" I turn my head around to see Bela at the door way, standing there shocked.
"You okay Bela?" "What in Mother Miranda's name is on your finger?!" "A butterfly.. ?" "Wow, I cannot believe you."
I look at her confused and then her sisters walk in.
"Hey Bela have you found your-" Daniela cuts her sentence off once she sees my finger.
"Juice was right, all girls are the same." She mumbled with a pout on her face.
"Y/n why the hell do you have that creature on your finger?" Cassandra asks with disgust laced in her voice.
I sigh and turn off the stove and fully turn around, careful of not startling the butterfly.
"Girls it's just a butterfly? It's harmless."
"No it's very harmful! We don't associate with those things!"
"Bela. Its. A. Fucking. Butterfly."
"Y/n, we are made of flies. So it's bloods n crips, we don't fuck with those bitches."
"Daniela it's a butterfly not a gangster."
"They are ruthless and mean insects that deserve to die!"
"Cassandra they drink nectar from flowers and flying around all day. They are harmless."
Suddenly another butterfly appears and lands on my finger.
"Aww is this your friend?" The butterflies only flap their wings in response.
"THERE'S MORE!" "HEY! SHE'S OUR MAIDEN FUCK OFF."
"DONT WORRY Y/N I'LL PROTECT YOU!"
I sigh and wave off the butterflies letting them fly away, out of the kitchen and deeper into the castle.
"Dinner is ready, set the table and go sit." I glare at them, pointing to the direction of the dining room.
"But the butterf-" I cut Daniela off.
"Go set the table and sit. down."
They nod and lower their heads in shame. "Yes Ma'am."
- Small Time Skip -
They finished setting the table and are patiently sitting. I serve them each their own plate of human blood with flesh.
Bela gets the thigh with the bone teared out, she hates biting into bones.
Cassandra gets the arms or legs, she loves cleaning them off the bone.
Daniela gets the breasts or stomach, depends whatever she craving.
Once I finished serving them I was walking past Daniela until she grabbed my arm and yanked me onto her lap.
"If you want sex I told you to come to my room after dinner. I'm tired and need sleep."
