Lunch or... Brunch with the Goetias, and another Piano Performance

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Octavia

Stolas's Mansion, Kitchen

Back in the kitchen Octavia was fixing coffee for Y/n as Stolas spots Octavia

Stolas: Via? What are you doing?

Octavia: Getting coffee for Y/n

Stolas: Oh don't worry about that, why don't you stay by Y/n, I will make coffee for you and Y/n

Octavia: But, I wanna make coffee for Y/n myself

Stella: We have servants for that Via *snaps fingers pointing at a servant* you make some coffee and make it snappy

Octavia: Mom, I can make coffee myself!

Stella: Why do it yourself if you have these imps do it for you?

Octavia: *Stands in front of imp trying to get to the coffee machine* I'm old enough to make it myself!

Stolas: Via, what if you burn yourself?

Octavia: I won't *looks over at Y/n* Y/n do you thin-

Octavia notices Y/n with is head down on the table asleep as Stolas and Stella notice

Stolas: Umm, I think he's asleep?

Stella: NO shit Stolas, I can see that!

Octavia: *Walks over to Y/n* Y/n?

Y/n was fast asleep on the table snoozing away

Octavia: Hey *shakes Y/n* Y/n wake up

Stella: Great, now he's too far asleep to do his duties

Stolas: Via, don't bother him

Octavia: *Shakes Y/n a little more* Y/n?!

Stella: Imp, coffee, NOW!

The imp servant goes to make the coffee as Octavia continues to try and wake Y/n up

Octavia: Dad, he's not waking up!

Stolas: Calm down Via, he'll wake Up

Stella: And if he doesn't, what then Stolas!?! I don't see you trying to solve the problem!

Stolas: Your not solving anything either

Stella: I've been ordering these peasants this entire time!

Stolas: That has nothing to do with-

*GROAN*

Y/n: Will you all SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Y/n's hands and eyes glow dangerously red from under the hood as everyone backed away from Y/n

*Stomach Growls*

Y/n slams back down on the table holding his stomach

Y/n: *Weakly* Is food done yet?

Stella: Not yet Half Breed, HURRY UP

Stella then looks over at what an imp was making

Stella: You, what are you making over there?!

Imp Chef: Uhh, Lasagna?

Stella: Lasagna?! You want to feed us peasant food?!

Imp Chef: N-No I-

Y/n: How fast can you make it?

Imp Chef: *Looks over at Y/n* I'm sorry?

Y/n: The Lasagna? *Stomach growls, groan* How fast?

Imp Chef: Uh, less than 10 minutes now

Y/n: Please, I want some Lasagna

Imp Chef: Umm, but Princess Stella said-

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