The Twelve Days of Christmas: Ellie Style!

Second Day: Paco Fanfic Chapter!

A/N: THIS IS THE THIRD CHAPTER OF MY FANFICTION MY EX-BEST FRIEND: THE PRINCE. IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE PREVIOUS CHAPTERS, I SUGGEST YOU READ THEM FIRST. ENJOY!

Also, any comments that you have about the chapter itself, please comment on the original one in my Paco fanfiction, My Ex-Best Friend: The Prince. Thanks!

Chapter Title: Settling In

Pickle's POV:
Something about that Tora girl seems quite familiar... I just can't put my finger on it... As I sat through the rest of the interviews, I hired 8 of the 16 people to be servants and maids. I know, it's only half, but half of them didn't seem to be able to handle the job or actually want to work. Some of them were just girls who wanted to get closer to me. I hired Balloon, Pepper, Suitcase, Paper, Knife (A/N: XD), Microphone, Soap, and Tora. Tora... I can't stop thinking that there's something strange about her... Maybe it's just me... As I sat at my desk, I suddenly heard a high-pitched voice.

"Excuse me, your Majesty?" the voice asked. I turned my head and saw the red, curly-haired boy I hired peeking his head around the door.

"Yes Balloon?" I asked.

"Um, I was wondering if there was something that one of us should be doing right now... Sir..." he told me.

"Oh, tell the others that you all don't need to do anything for me today. All you have to do is just get your stuff and settle in," I explained.

"Oh, okay. Thank you sir!" he said, then left. I stood up, deciding to go for a walk around the castle, when Microphone suddenly came running in.

"YOUR MAJESTY!" she exclaimed. I cringed from her loud voice.

"Goodness Microphone... No need to shout. I can hear you just fine..." I told her.

"Sorry... But I just felt like I needed to inform you of something sir," she said.

"Alright, what's so important?" I asked.

"Soap's almost cleaned the entire castle!" she told me.

"What?! How's that possible??" I asked, baffled.

"I heard she's a germaphobe sir..." Microphone replied.

"A germaphobe you say? Well, that's interesting Microphone... Guess that makes the cleaning go by a lot faster," I stated.

"Oh, and sir? You can call me Mic... It's a lot shorter than Microphone..." she explained.

"Alright, thank you Mic," I told her. She then walked away. I continued to leave the room so I could go for a walk. I looked around the rooms. Wow, this place really is clean... I thought to myself. As I walked around, I eventually saw Soap, scrubbing away on the floor. And she's already wearing the maid outfit. "Hello Soap," I said to her.

"Hello sir!" she replied.

"You seem to like cleaning, don't you...?" I asked. She nodded.

"I can't stand seeing anything dirty, sir," she implied.

"Alright then, keep up the good work," I told her, then walked off.

Soap's POV:
"La la la, cleaning the castle!" I quietly sang as I cleaned. I then started to sing a song I was working on (A/N: *cough cough* II2 Ep. 7).

Taco's POV:
As the carriage went back to the castle, I couldn't help but look back to my house. Good bye old house... I then looked in the back of the carriage at my stuff. I looked at the lemons. Please don't fall out... I then looked at the painting with the sheet over it. Please don't get destroyed... I then looked forward once again. We soon reached the castle. I got out of the castle, and OJ offered to help me bring my stuff inside. I allowed him to. He grabbed the painting.