It's a Sunday morning, the usually peaceful day. I woke up ahead, everyone is still asleep in their rooms and I was just getting a cup of cocoa in the kitchen. On my way there I saw one of Arno's household making breakfast at the counter and she saw me,
"Bonjour Mademoiselle (y/n) you sleep well?" She greeted. I approached the table getting the cup, "I did and what about you?" I asked her. She turns to her side grabbing the baguette and slices it, "Good at the same time haunted," she said. I stopped stirring my spoon while making hot cocoa, I turn my head to her with a confused look. "What do you mean haunted?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just my imagination!" She denied my question, "Come on, what is it? I'll never leave here if you don't tell me," I demand. She sighed and looked at me, "You sure? You'll get cursed." She told me, I spread my arms "Possibly or not if I get cursed. Tell me~" I begged her to tell me and she insisted.
She lay down the tools and wiped her hands with a clean cloth. "While you were training with monsieur Arno and the others, I was cleaning your room and I heard someone getting my attention. Not calling my name, but making a sound like "psst" three times." She paused, as tells me the more I am about to freak out. "I thought someone was on the other side of the room or outside, I cannot tell. I check the room and there was no one there, I even asked Pablo who is working at the room if he was the one who is making that sound,"
"What did he say?" I asked.
She shook her head, "No, he didn't do it."
My eyes widen and I could feel my heart pounding, "It keeps repeating during the day until dusk, it started last week," She added. I don't know if I can go back to my room and it's probably my fault for forcing her to tell me, I need someone! "Ah! Monsieur Edward!" I jumped a bit from her voice and turned around to see Edward there, seeing his messy sand-colored hair.
"Morning, Miss and (y/n). You are early today," he greeted while grabbing some wine from the storage, the lady stomped her foot when she saw him taking a bottle.
"Monsieur! Is it too early for you to drink?" She exclaimed, "I do as I pleased," Edward was about to drink it but someone snatched it from his hand.
"Oi!" He turns around and Jacob is drinking almost half of the bottle, "That's good stuff!" Said Jacob feeling refreshed. Edward doesn't look too happy about it he poked Jacob's shoulder.
"Mind your own business!" He spat.
"You wanna fight, tophat?"
Both of their faces were really close, you could do the 'now kiss' scene. Wait. My smile grew and I rushed over to get the chance of doing it, I lay both hands behind their heads using the force of my arms pushing their faces directly to each other.
"Now kiss."
Or which you would call it 'an accidental kiss'. I squeal like a total fangirl when I saw their lips touched, I let go and both were disgusted, gagging, and wanted to wash it away. Suddenly few people poke their heads out from the doorway.
"What's going on?" Evie asked, "Is there trouble with our food? Bad taste?" Haytham assumed, Edward and Jacob glared at them and points at me.
"Ask her!" They yelled I turn around putting up my poker face, I act as if nothing happened. The lady behind me facepalmed seeing the disasters happening in the kitchen, "(y/n) what did you do?" Evie asked approaching me. I shrug, "I don't know, these two are blaming for nothing. I was only making hot cocoa, right?" I turn to the lady and she played along with me.
"Yes, she was just making hot cocoa. These two are making noises and drinking early in the morning!" Accusing Edward and Jacob, and they felt betrayed by what I did. Evie puts both of her hands on her waist, "Dear Brother, when did you learn to sip wine so early?" She sassed.

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