[Kofi ÷Sheba Ma'at Koffin-Sakatakami÷ EspressoGrooveSugarSoul]

*Making extra breakfast for those who get up late so Helena is free to head over to the bakery.*

[Zelma Draconella Valmore d'Sakata (Princess DraconaFireHeart SugarDragon)]

*Zelma was happily making snacks in the kitchen in anticipation of Xerxes and Leonezza’s newborn but also because she too would soon be a mom. She had adopted Zebrina from Rosy Sugar Cross Orphanage. She and Zerzes would soon be picking her up. In the meantime there were preparations to make.*

[Helena SweetSeraphimDeaSugarDemon Okumura-Sakata]

*Most people were under the misconception that their clan members never got sick. Because they were doctors, sorcerers, demons, gods and whatnot, there was this idea that they were always at their best. But not everyone was strong and healthy all the time. Although most recovered faster than most humans, they still required tender love and care when their immune system was down. Helena checked that a few family members had been coughing and sneezing. She went to check them, even poor busy doctor Yukiko, her own daughter, was out for the count. Helena wasn’t feeling great herself but she giggles a bit. She went to the kitchen and set her heart on making them healthy soup and making sure there was plenty of fruits to eat, orange juice and of course, a special potion to help them heal naturally rather than rushing their system to get well. It would take some time and most of the family loved when Helena decided to dote on them, some even pretended to be sick and she would play along.*

[Noloty Kagerou PoisonSugarDemon Maruchie Sakata]

The aroma of warm vanilla pancakes danced in the air, blending with the citrusy brightness of freshly squeezed oranges and the bold richness of brewing coffee. Morning light spilled through the kitchen windows, casting soft golden rays over the polished counters and the gathered women of the estate.

Noloty gave the juicer one final press, watching the liquid sunlight pool into the pitcher. “I’ll admit… yesterday went better than I expected,” she said, breaking the morning hum with a thoughtful tone. “But let’s be real—it was just a test run. My mother is skilled at playing the long game. Trust… doesn’t come that easily.”

Helena flipped a pancake with grace, barely glancing away from the skillet. “And that’s exactly why you keep testing her,” she replied gently. “Give her a chance—but stay smart about it. That’s what you do best.”

Rika, adjusting the silverware on the table with military precision, chimed in. “Smart doesn’t mean unguarded. If there’s even a hint of Queen Hild seeing the twins again, someone should be watching her at all times.” Her eyes flicked toward the coffee pot, then narrowed slightly. “That includes coffee duty.”

Lilith smirked, brushing her green bangs from her face as she stirred the pot. “Hey, I’m full of surprises lately. But I agree with Rika. I want to believe this is good, I do. Still, it’s Queen Hild. Even I wouldn’t bet my best bottle of wine on her intentions just yet.”

Jean chuckled as she placed a vase of lilacs at the center of the table. “There’s no fooling that woman either. She knew we were watching her every move yesterday. Still, I’m glad the meeting didn’t blow up—literally or emotionally.”

Noloty leaned against the counter, a pensive look crossing her features. “What really caught me off guard was the twins. They… they looked comfortable around her. Solana especially—she’s always guarded, but yesterday? It was like she saw something in my mother that I couldn’t.”

“They’re intuitive,” Helena said softly. “They read energy. Maybe they sensed something real.”

“I’m sure they’ll have more questions,” Noloty added. “Especially about the past. About… why things broke the way they did.”

She looked around at the women who made up the core of her strength. One by one, they offered nods of support, each in their own silent language.

“Alright,” Jean said, clapping her hands lightly. “Before this turns into a therapy session, can we talk weekend plans?”

“Fleet Week!” Rika announced with zero hesitation, her face lighting up. “Ships, uniforms, drills—I’m living there.”

A round of laughter filled the kitchen as the first batch of pancakes hit the serving plate. The air, once tense with echoes of yesterday, now shimmered with lightness, the kind only found in found-family mornings.

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[Noloty Kagerou PoisonSugarDemon Maruchie Sakata]

The table is looking really inviting! Arigato! @snipersugarspirit @darkphoenix

[Noloty Kagerou PoisonSugarDemon Maruchie Sakata]

You?!? Making coffee?!? Surely, you’re not going to poison us! *teases* @sultrysuccubussugarfiend

[Helena SweetSeraphimDeaSugarDemon Okumura-Sakata]

*Helena was placing the lunch/ bento boxes in order, in the kitchen so she could put a lid on them and family could grab them and go.*

[Rintoki BlueFlameSugarDemon OkumuraSakata]

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