(( Bahahaha! Which is why I love bunnies <3 They are kind of 'slow' so they sit there while the water comes... Watching it, wide eyed LOL. ))

Paradise frowned up at the cook. She wasn't used to help. Usually, she did it all. Indepenance, isn't a bad thing, was something her 'owner' always told her. Using it as a excuse, for her to do all the work. But every time she cleaned up everything, it seemed that the glares from her 'owner' made her think that they were purposely making her do more work. Was she really that hard to deal with? She sighed at the thought, and got up from the floor. "Oh...Sorry." She said quietly, and simply. Before putting the rag on the counter, and looking back at her. "But if you need any help...I wouldn't mind." She also said this, quietly. She gave her a slight smirk, and before she could reply, walked to the staircase.

The cook smiled before watching Paradise leave the kitchen. "Such a sweet, but quiet girl" The cook whispered to herself as she spun around immediatly getting to work on cleaning what Silver had mesed up. Now she had to cook a whole new meal for only one person. Sighing she began to clean up all the flour.

Damien was washing Slver ignoring all the yowling and hissing. The claws also didn't bother him either, but it wasn't the claws and Silver's yowling that seemed to scare the crap out of him. It was teh result of his father bursting into the bathroom randomly apearing in the bathroom. Damien clutched Silver before stairing wide eyed at a very agnry looking older version of him. "Did you take it?! Where is my reports!"he snapped. "I didn't take it. You put it in the office near the piano room" Damien snapped watching his father storm down  stairs ignoring Paradise and unlocking the office door. He disapeared behind the large wooden frame letting Damien let out a sigh and pet his drenched now completly black cat.

(( Wait...You mean upstair's right? Sorry. *__* ))

ooc:// O.o...did I miss type something. Yeah. Upstaris. Sorry.

Paradise flinched (Or jumped. I don't really know which -__- ) as she heard angry stomps up the stairs. Not knowing, and at the moment not caring much, who it was, she moved to the wall and stopped walking. Watching as he kept going, acting as if she wasn't there. She shrugged it off, glad that he didn't acknowledge her. The last thing she needed was for that guy to get to know her, and then take out his emotions and/or feelings all out on her. She sighed at the thought and made sure he was all the way in his room to stop being so frozen, and walk up the stairs again. Slightly shaken by the unexpected 'guest' that came in.

She quickly walked to her room, not taking one look back. Hearing the yelling downstairs didn't make her feel any better. She, out of habit, locked her door after she closed it. She always locked her door's at her previous homes because she felt more protected, or a better word, secure with it locked. Knowing there was literally a wall between herself, and the danger around her.

After thinking a moment, she remembered how Damien described his father. She didn't remember word for word, but she did expect him to be atleast 'temper mental'. She chuckled at herself, while thinking about what she thought at that time. First learning about his dad. She guessed then, that he'd scare her too. And yes. He scared her this time around also.

Thinking that it was probably going to be a big day tomorrow. Starting out cleaning, and meeting the other cleaners, she should probably get to bed. She walked to her drawers, and got out her clothes. Which weren't much. Usually girls probably have those nice silky comfortable pajama's - Atleast rich girls probably do. But no. Paradise had a plain white tee shirt, and black sweatpants with paint on them from when she had to help people paint a room once. She shook her head at the thought as she grabbed her clothes, and towel, and went towards her door, to walk out of the room.

As she unlocked the door, she hoped and prayed that no one would be out there. Hoping and praying that she could go peacefully to her guest bathroom. (I can't remember if it's in the hallway, or in her room. *__* , So I will make it the hallway :P) She slid out her door, and after a couple of searches with her eyes, finally found it.

"Note to self...Keep away from father tonight" Damien sighed using a towel to dry Silver off. "It sucks boy. You know whats hard in a place like this? It's knowing that your parents have such high expectations of you and you know you are going to fail them somehow" He sighed randomly talking to his cat. It was night and no one was up so he figured he was safe.

"Remember my girlfriend? Yeah old girlfriend, but still. She had the same expectations. Great grades in school, take on the family buisness, I dont want to be a buisness man. You know how boring that is? If I was a music writer sure that would be fun but my heart is in my stories. I put my soul into those and they'll never be known" He shook his head walking down the hall to his room. "There's a reason I keep them hidden. If anyone ever found them, if they read them...I dont know. I dont know if I could take the rejection or laughture of a spoiled rich kid writting pansy love stories for a living" he laughed lightly lookin down at his cat who was walking beside him. "Don't judge cat, they are amazing. I've read you some" he smirked remembering those late nights. He stopped at the stairs to Pardise's room.

After a few secounds he disapeared into his room ignoring the dark halls now that his father had managed to turn the lights off. He flipped his bedroom light on and cracked the door not fully closing it so Silver could come and go as he pleased. "Actually...I'm in the mood to write. Maybe I can read you some" He smiled watchin Silver jump on the edge of the bed and paw at his pencil resulting in Damien to laugh softly. "Okay so you can write"

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