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I stretched as I woke up but I was confused as to where I was. I got up and went downstairs rubbing my eye.

"Morning."

"Madainn mhath. Dè an uair a tha e?" I asked and Rikio cocked his head.

"Sorry. Good morning, what time is it?" I asked in Japanese and he laughed.

"It's only nine." I nodded and sat next to him on the couch, his feet resting on a coffee table.

"What are you watching?" I asked and he laughed.

"Anime, cartoons here. This one is called Shingeki no Kyojin." I nodded then watched the anime about giant naked titans.

"Morning, you two!" Fujishima said as he came downstairs then I waved over my shoulder, laying against Rikio.

"You're really comfy!" I laughed and he smiled.

"Good to know my fat is comfy."

"It's not fat, it's fluff!" I said and he smiled.

"I like you, Seona." I giggled and used his belly as a pillow, stretching across the loveseat with my legs hanging off the end. The guys came down and soon, Anna was down.

"Okay, change it." Bandou said and Rikio groaned then handed the remote to Anna, who put on some ice skating show.

"What is this?"

"Yurion'aisu." She said and I lifted an eyebrow.

"Yuri on what?"

"Yuri On Ice, she loves this damn show." Akagi said and I watched as it was obviously centered on a couple that wasn't admitting they were gay but they were. One character even made me sit up some.

"Who's that one?" I asked and Anna smiled.

"That's the Kazakh skater, Otabek Altin." She said and I shrugged.

"I'm offended the Scottish one isn't the center attention." They laughed and Yata came down then sat on my lap.

"Get off, asal geir!" I yelled and he gave me a look.

"Fat ass, move!" I yelled and he grumbled then I kicked him off, making him scream.

"You bitch!" Everyone laughed and I laid against Rikio again as we watched the skating anime. Kusanagi came in and changed the channel to a news channel then I saw a big snow storm headed for Shizume.

"When will it hit?" I asked and he sighed.

"It says tonight. If you're staying with us, I'd suggest getting your things now." I nodded and stood then Yata went with me to get my things from Saruhiko's apartment. Since he was working, we just left him a note and rushed back to the bar. I smiled as the guys took my bags to the room I was using then I went upstairs to see them setting up the area with pillows, blankets, and even some sleeping bags as Kusanagi cleaned a fireplace on the wall nearby.

"Need help?" Kusanagi looked around then I noticed everyone shake their heads.

"No, I think we're good."

"Alright. I was gonna make some briosgaidean, or cookies. Is that okay?" They all eagerly nodded and I giggled then went to start on them. Yata came in and helped me but he kept eating some of the cookie dough, making me laugh.

"Stop before there's none left!" I said and he smirked then I gasped as he wiped some on my cheek.

"Misaki Yata!" I yelled and he laughed as I wiped my cheek off.

"I swear to dia!" I laughed and he smirked as I sighed.

"Help me finish these, now."

"Yes ma'am." He said and we got the cookies into the oven then I went to shower and got dressed in my pajamas.

I walked downstairs and curled up next to Yata, since he was the only one with a seat next to him, as we started watching another anime, this one was some hero one, Akagi called it Boku No Hero Academia

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I walked downstairs and curled up next to Yata, since he was the only one with a seat next to him, as we started watching another anime, this one was some hero one, Akagi called it Boku No Hero Academia. I grabbed a blanket as the storm rolled in and Yata wrapped us both up as Kusanagi lit the fire and the power flickered, making everything restart. Thank god the cookies were done.

"And so the storm arrives." Eric said and I hugged Yata, not exactly comfortable with storms. He knew and held me but all of us wrapped up in case the heat went out for longer than a second.

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