Celestial Discord

Chapter‌ ‌16-‌ ‌Support‌ ‌

The amount of people at the dinner table were surprisingly plentiful in comparison to yesterday night. There were the regulars, like Miss Cecilia and Reginald who as usual sat a chair apart, and then there was Mary, Tucker and me. Tucker sat on my left and Mary was on my right.

In addition, the table also featured the new maids, Valerie and Veronica. It was honestly funny seeing them sitting next to one another. It was like watching a model sit next to an eighth grader.

Sophia was sitting next to Mary and a few chairs away was the animalistic butler.

With so many different people, the topic of conversation varied depending on where you looked. Mr. Reginald and Miss Cecilia were talking about their day training the new hires and how much work it was, although considering they both had grins plastered on their faces as they spoke, it's hard to believe they didn't at least partially enjoy it.

Sophia was talking to Mary, who was surprisingly engaged in the conversation, although her facial expressions were the same as always. Sophia was showing Mary different maid outfits on her phone that would look good on them and Mary would tell her which ones she liked. Maid things I guess.

Veronica and Valerie were already planning their next day off. Valerie wanted to go to a spa in the city and go shopping for new clothes, which I thought was pretty typical. Though apparently, she worried if they'd have clothes she like that's her size, which makes sense considering how tall she is.

Veronica practically announced during the conversation that she had a secret mission, and one could only guess what that could be. Everyone pretty much ignored it if they heard it, which I'm sure everyone did, but I feel like I saw Mary flinch just a tiny bit. I wouldn't be surprised if she knew how much Veronica idolized her.

Probably the most abnormal thing at the table was beast man sitting alone, holding a book in one hand. For someone who looked so ferocious, it was unusual to see him look so civil amongst everyone.

Surprisingly, the only one who wasn't speaking was Tucker, who was looking down on his phone at something. However, he looked distressed, like something at the table was making him nervous.

My father also wasn't here yet, which while usually commonplace, was odd as he already told Miss Cecilia and me that he would be announcing our trip at the dinner table.

It was a ten minute wait before the chefs showed up with the food. As usual, Mr. Broussard, a man who loves his dramatic entrances, basically stormed into the room along with his apprentices each holding silver platters.

"It is time for the main course!" He yelled as if he was trying to echo his voice throughout the entire mansion.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and focused on the blonde man yelling like a maniac. Valerie and Veronica both made ugly faces while Beastman and Sophia seemed relatively unfazed.

"About time!" Tucker said, livening up.

"I think we can do with a little less yelling," Veronica complained.

"Agreed," both Mary and Miss Cecilia said at the same time.

"Nonsense!" Mr. Broussard replied as he and his chefs were setting down the platters. "High morale leads to an increased appetite. And what Chef doesn't want to see all their food eaten up?"

Miss Cecilia sighed while Mr. Reginald chuckled a bit. "Glad to see you in good spirits as always Paul."

Mr. Broussard heartily laughed "Why of course Reginald. With so many recipes available to me in this house, what do I have to be upset about?"

"Oh, and are these the new recruits?" He said looking at Valerie and Veronica. "The mansion is sure to have a lot more personality now."

Veronica made a face of disgust but Valerie blushed.