Den des Chasseurs

Eccentric Girls and Glitter Bombs (Apparently...)

Tony was woken for dinner that night with a clash. He jumped a few inches off the bed, looking around wildly, and sighed when he saw what happened.

Riley was holding two pots (he never did figure out where she got them...), and was looking very pleased at the startled expressions on the three boys, all of whom wore startled expressions, and had a very odd case of bedhead.

Evan's hair stuck up on the side, frizzy and hanging in front of his eyes partly. Jace's was stuck straight up in the back, looking solid, like he had frozen it that way. Tony's was just...Everywhere. Riley, who appearently always had crazy hair accourding to Jace and Evan (who was starting to talk to Tony more), was smiling smugly at all of them, still holding the pans in front of her at arms length.

"Waky-waky boys! No eggs and baky yet, not until Sunday mourning anyway, but tonight is... I can't remember... Anyways, ten minutes until dinner! You know what happens when we're late!" She stated cheerfully, somehow grinning wider when all three boys scrambled out of bed. Tony wasn't sure what happened when they were late for dinner, but judging by the other two's reaction, he figured he didn't want to.

He was ready first, as the other two had to use the restroom, and sat next to Riley, legs swinging on the edge of the bed. He listened to her, as she sung a song. It was a little weird, but she was pretty good.

Round and round like a horse on a carousel,

We go.

Will I catch up to love I can never tell?

I know,

Chasing after you is like a fairy tale.

But I;

Feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel...(I don't own the song 'Carousel' by Melanie Martinez)

Tony hummed along absent mindly once he got the basic tune down, and waited. In grand total, it took them around seven minutes to get ready. Which let to the mad sprint they were doing down the hallway, and sliding into the cafeteria at exactly 6:30. They sat down just as the food for each table came out.

Tony observed the surroundings, and surrounding people. Everyone was in basic training clothes like the ones he got, but the assassins wore stripes of their chosen color(s) on their sleeves and pants. Each had weapons on them, and were talking and laughing with each other, waiting on the food.

The food was being brought out on trays, just enough for each person, no more no less. Tony and the group of other kids were sitting at a table on their own, which Tony figured was for trainees. Riley was still singing that song happily, and Jace and Evan were staring at the trays coming toward them. The man who brought them their food sat it down in front of each of them, winking at Tony, saying; "Welcome to the den, kiddo. Names Jackel, if you need anything. Oh, and make sure to wipe your face!" He said cheerily, smiling, and bouncing away, waving at Riley with a smirk, who smirked right back.

"Don't let those two psych you out, they are having a prank war right now, no matter what, don't get involved unless you are prepared for the madness that is Jackel and Riley." Jace said seriously, looking Tony dead in the eye, but a little amusement in his features as he warned him. With a word of thanks, Tony turned to his food.

It seemed filling, for sure. Two huge pork chops, a heaping pile of broccoli, an extra large serving of mashed potatoes, and a massive mound of macaroni and cheese (hehe...massive mound of macaroni...hehe..) (homemade), along with a large glass of ice water. Tony blinked slightly and wondered how in the world they expected him to finish this. Evan giggled at his confusion.