Link picked up her nervousness and turned his head a bit to the side. "You looked nervous to touch the food, therefore I was thinking that you thought it was poisioned. I guess I assumed correctly due to your nervous reaction now." <br /> <br /> Al laughed and almost choked on the pastry. "Nice going, Link. Oh, and that door leads to the underground sex shop run my one of my other residents, you don't want to meet."<br /> <br /> Pein nodded his head furiously, eyes widened and gelato clenched tightly in hand. Link sighed and turned to face the room behind him.<br /> <br /> "Please stay there, Allen. I'd appreciate if you didn't get lost looking for me." He closed the door, and glanced at Ava.<br /> <br /> "How are the rest of the people in your house?"

Ava tried to think of a response to that, but found absolutely nothing relevant in her brain.<br /> That happened to her a lot, actually.<br /> "Uh... well, thanks for the non-poisoned food. I'm immune to a lot of poisons due to over-exposure, so it wouldn't have mattered, but I guess it's a manners thing."<br /> Then it dawned on her that the kid had responded verbally to something she definitely hadn't said out loud, and started to get very nervous. Abruptly she turned to a nearby closed door and pointed. "Where does this go?"

Link bowed down slightly, his hair falling over his should . "I would greatly appreciate if that could could happen, until we are to hire our own maids of course. And no, the food is not poisoned, seeing as Allen is still alive after eating half the tray." A white haired boy poked his head out of the room and smiled.<br /> <br /> "It's true! I think if Link wanted to kill me, he would do something far worse. Possibly crush me in my sleep, or stab me...or-"<br /> <br /> "Would you stop thinking of ways I would kill you! It doesn't make me seem like I'm doing a good job being your bo-, I mean friend."<br /> <br /> Al smiled evily through her full cheeks of pastries. "They're so in love."<br /> <br /> <br /> *Ava, i find that hysterical lol*

Ava looked at them suspiciously, then took one. 'If it's poisoned, at least I'll go out happy,' she thought.<br /> "So... ah... Link? Not sure I've run across you before. But I'd be happy to send someone over to help with the house. My condo gets pretty crowded, and we could stand to get rid of Sebastian sometimes. B@$tard has a horrible sense of humor."<br /> <br /> NOTE: It does not amuse me that b**tard is replaced with carebear by the censors. That makes no sense-- were carebears not borne by wedded parents?

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Pein looked sadly at Ava, then continued walking away with a meer shrug. Suddenly, a man clad in scarlet attire walked out of a bedroom, holding a tray of pastries in his hand. He had long blond hair in a ponytail reaching down to his mid back. He looked at Ava, then at Al, then at Pein with an observant eye.<br /> <br /> "Welcome back, i was afraid that I was going to leave Allen to do the chores today. You really need to invest in a butler, with her having Grell, i'm sure the house is nice and clean. You know that you can't trust a young kid cleaning the whole house, but seeing as he is the only one who wants to do it, I let him."<br /> <br /> Al smiled and took a pastry off of the tray. "Well Link, at least the house is getting some attention, it seems like all of my residents spend more time with each other then anything else. You know what I mean?"<br /> <br /> Link nodded, and he shook his head as if he was trying to clear his mind of certain thoughts. <br /> <br /> Al looked at Ava and pointed at the cakes. "Want one? He makes the best ever!"<br /> <br />

"I'm sure you do." Ava tried desperately not to take that statement anywhere dirty, and mostly succeeded. Then she thought of something else and heaved a sigh, following Pein down the hallway. "I've been meaning to ask you about your role in my latest fic, but I keep getting distracted and shearing off into other fandoms. Also, my OCs keep carrying me off into AUs that have no end."

Al walked over and grabbed Pein and rustled his hair. "Oh, gotcha. I got a lot of the renovations done after a kitchen explosion. I felt like I needed to get a different feel for my home, so I did this. And Pein likes it as well."<br /> <br /> Pein grunted and licked his ice cream. "I don't mind, its spacious and I prefer having a lot of room."

Ava was busy watching Pein's @$$ as he walked away. "Huh? No, nothing particular I wanted to see. Thinking about household renovations, actually. Like a hot tub in the living room. Figure it couldn't hurt. And maybe a new sundae buffet table in the kitchen. L decimated the last one."

"Triple locking? I think that I might need to incorporate that in the bathrooms soon. Because unfortunately, I always end up walking on SOMEONE," Al looked suspiciously at Pein.<br /> <br /> "I think that I'm going to watch some television now..." Pein turned around and tried to ignore the death glare at his back.<br /> <br /> Al turned back to Ava. "Anything else you wanna see?"

"Private bathrooms are a must," Ava murmured. She continued snooping through rooms. "Preferably with large bathtubs and triple-locking doors. Someone's ALWAYS walking in on me in my bath, and it's bloody annoying."