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After dinner, Vanessa and Pocapell escorted me to a guest room.

"You can stay as a guest of this mansion as long as you'd like." Vanessa handed me a vintage looking key. "You can walk around the mansion if you're not yet sleepy. But I suggest you rest since I know you're tired."

"You're pretty cool, I have to say." I winked at her. She just rolled her eyes and pointed at a button on the bedside table. "Press that button if you need anything. With that, I'll see you tomorrow." She proceeded to close the door.

"Goodnight, Essa."

She stopped for a second and looked at me with her green orbs.

"Goodnight, Chris. Geuan."

"Gyu ugh wan?" I questioned.

"That means sweet dreams. Also it's Gyu ooh one." She shut the door, making me finally wonder where the fuck am I.

I put down my bag at the corner of the maroon headed to the bathroom and showered.

This better not be a dream.

I changed my clothes, thank god it's gym day.

I should probably wash my clothes from today.

After doing everything I noticed there was actually a balcony.

I was about to go to the balcony, until out of nowhere, a lighting struck and I saw a young girl who looked like Vanessa.

She was saying something, but I couldn't make out the words.

She faded, which startled me. Then I finally heard her whisper.

I ran to the bed and hid under the covers.

That was weird. Yet horrifying at the same time.

I fell asleep, and woke up the next morning to an angelic voice.

I groaned and squinted my eyes as Vanessa and Pocapell were talking.

"Oh, look who's awake." Pocapell rolled her eyes.

"Goodmorning, Chris, breakfast is being served, Pocapell and I thought that we should show you around Aemgipia." Vanessa's warm grin made me wide awake.

"Wait, so... it wasn't all a dream?" I gasped and jumped out of the bed.

I remembered the little Vanessa, and cringed.

"Are you alright?" Vanessa rushed to me and placed a hand on my forehead. "You don't seem to be unwell, though."

"I'm... I'm fine. It's just not an everyday thing you wake up to two angels." I smirked as Vanessa's expression fell and Pocapell strengthened her glare.

"Listen up, Chris, think about hitting on one of us, you're gonna wish you never met me." Just then, Pocapell's hand had fire, like, legit fire, blazing.

"Sorry ma'am... and Sorry Ess." I gulped. So part of what the little girl said was true.

Vanessa's face lightened up a little, and turned to face Pocapell.

"Pocapell, be nice, this man is our guest. I prefer you stop that." She said in a stern tone, making Pocapell and I flinch.

"Yes, mom." Pocapell said and immediately covered her mouth. "Shit." She muttered.

"Wait... Mom?!" I exclaimed. "You're her daughter?!" I asked a flustered Pocapell and turned back to see a hysterically laughing Vanessa.

"You... you..." Vanessa managed to say between laughs. "You do this too many times it's so..."

Her laugh was the kind of laugh you'd like to hear everyday, must I say. It sounded like a really good thing and a refreshing way to start a morning.

Even though she's laughing crazily, it still sounds natural and even though it isn't lady like, it still seems that way.

"I'm sorry." She gasped for air. "Chris, don't worry, Pocapell does that by mistake multiple times yet it still cracks me up." She laughed.

"Breakfast is ready, isn't it?!" Pocapell yelled in a flustered tone. "The saviors are coming. Let's move along!"

I couldn't help but laugh at how Pocapell's embarrassed side was pretty comical, which made her glare at me.

"Watch it." She growled as she slammed the bedroom door.

"Don't mind her, she's quick to anger." Vanessa sighed as she turned to look at me.

"So, shall we go, m'lady?" I offered my hand as I kneeled down with my hand on my chest for a more dramatic effect. I looked up and saw Vanessa smile.

She took my hand and held it gently I'm not fond of it or anything but the touch was really soft it sent shivers down my spine.

Yes. I just said that.

"We shall." She pulled me up and smirked.

"Lead the way, M'lady." I smirked back as we broke into a run.

"Hey, I told you let's go, what's taking you guys so-" We ran past Pocapell, who kindly opened the door for us as we ran.

"Sorry, Pocapell!" Vanessa said as she chuckled and some maids we passed by, who still were wearing cat costumes, gave us a look.

"HEY, DON'T HAVE FUN WITHOUT ME!" We heard Pocapell shout as we both knew,

We were fucked.

We tried to run as quick as we can, but then somehow there was a bump in the carpet which made Pocapell trip onto Vanessa and I, and the three of us rolled to one of the chairs in the dining hall.

I groaned as I tried to get up and Pocapell and Vanessa winced in pain.

"I'd like to do that often." Vanessa tried to laugh but the pain from the chair was a little bit too much.

"You two must be crazy if you think you can beat me in running." Pocapell gave out a bitter laugh, "Amazing yet hilarious."

We all got up and a lot of maids tended to us and we sat down to eat.

"Woah. Seriously, everything I eat from this place tastes really good!" There was bacon, all kinds of eggs cooked in various ways, ham, bread, all the breakfast food you could think of. Heck, even cereal.

"I'm glad you like it." Vanessa drank from her milk. Oh, there's hot chocolate, juice, like almost everything for breakfast was on the table.

"Don't they serve these from where you're from?" Pocapell asked. "Pocapell." Vanessa smiled at the petite girl, "Manners."

"They do, but it isn't served this good." I moaned as I ate my fourth plate. "Delicious."

After eating and doing all business, I changed into clothes provided by some maids.

"We're going to show you around." Pocapell said in a bored tone. "Try and not get lost for once?"

"I haven't even gotten lost since I came." I told her.

"Well then. Luckily, It's School n Sell day, so all the kids are in school while others are doing errands out and here." Pocapell tied her hair in a ponytail, and looked at Vanessa.

"So then, shall we start the tour?" Vanessa smiled.

"Sure thing then." We began to walk out of the mansion.

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