Hero | ohshc

XII

"I can't believe you guys did this," Maria grumbled, her arms crossed and her foot tapping against the tile floor.

"A fucking paintball fight inside the mansion? What the hell? " I stomped my foot, my voice ringing out in the mansion. I was shaking with anger.

All the maids stood coated in paint, their heads lowered, and often glanced at each other. They stood dripping colourful paint onto the hardwood floor in the grand entrance. I glowered at them and started to tap my foot, like Maria.

"That's what you get~" the twins cooed behind me.

"Shut the fuck up! " I raised my arm in a threatening stance wanting to hit them. They cowered behind Haruhi, who stood there with a stoic expression. 

"I would be pissed off and throwing punches if the house didn't need a paint job in the first place."

"Hey, at least they also had the decency to cover up all the expensive furniture." Haruhi pointed out.

"I'll have to give them that, yes. Aside from this mess and on an entirely different topic," I glared at the maids, "I would like to mention Haruhi, that Ranka-san and I have come to a conclusion. I have set up an account for your college/university savings."

"What?" Haruhi yelled quickly.

I shooed away the maids and walked up the stairs with Haruhi in tow, "if you ever help me out, or work in the cafe, I'll pay you and half of that compensation will go into your college savings account."

"Aki, that's a bit much. I've never done anything grand to earn this much from you!" Haruhi reasoned.

I turned to look at her from the top staircase, "you are a great friend of my family and myself. You don't realize it but, you are helping many people such as the twins, Tamaki, and myself. Now, on a different subject, would you like to help repaint the house?"

She thought for a moment and looked down at her clothes, "do you perhaps have anything to change into? Father pestered me into wearing a dress since it is Sunday."

"Of course, soon to be sister-in-law!" I teased.

Haruhi's jaw dropped at my comment, "why you little—You're as bad as the twins!" I ran down the hallway away from a raging Haruhi, getting a change of clothes and the buckets of white paint.

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"One. Last. Corner." I heaved, trying to reach a ceiling corner. I slathered white paint onto the last red splotch of paint and instantly relaxed. Thank you, Lord, that is over.

"Done!" The entire house cheered.

I sighed heavily and almost fell off the ladder from exhaustion. I found a seat in my armchair and curled up, asking one of the maids for one extremely large pot of tea. "Any specified type of tea you want?" I asked no one in particular and relaxed into the plush armchair.

"Just the original English breakfast for me, little sister," Tamaki spoke in French.

"Of course. Even so, you decide to be the most boring with tea brews. You have to venture out with flavour."

"So which is it? " The maid crossed her arms and glanced sparingly at Tamaki who's face had paled. 

"Just English breakfast," I waved a hand quickly, "you may join if you would like." The maid scurried out of the room.