>Morning arrives home, but Aria is the one cooking now
>If she is doing even one small thing, everything is done her way
>It's 5:00 AM when she wakes up everyone and makes all of you run around the block and do a bit of pushups and situps
>After 45 minutes of training, everyone is back home
>You shower first, then Aria, next Sonata, and finally Adagio
>Adagio doesn't like it, but her hair requires a lot of work, and you can't go late to your job
>Now in breakfast, she gives you some coffee with milk and wheat waffels
"Come on Aria, can I least get some honey or syrup?"
>"No. You guys have been getting pudgier, you need to eat healthier"
>"At least I have a good lunch?"
>She gives you your lunch bag
>"A caesar salad, but the beef is mushrooms. I'm aware you need your protein anon, so it has nuts too"
"Gee, thanks Aria"
>"You should be fattie"
>Before you go, you see Sonata separating her cereal
"Hey Sonata, what's happening?"
>"I'm separating the normal flakes from the sugary ones"
>"You must lay down the sugar Sonata"
"Meh, let her have normal cereal. No problem"
>"No"
"Alright, let her make her stuff then"
>"She will be in the table all morning"
"Good. Maybe that way she learns to eat more healthier. Take care gals"
>You wave the trio goodbye, and be on your way

>Things at work have been different
>Looks like Filthy Rich was really depressed for some reason, so nobody annoyed you in your office
>I mean, good for you, but it makes the rest of your friends raise eyebrows
>Everyone reunited in an unofficial meeting during lunch. Fuck you guys, I'm still eating this salad. Is all I have
>"What about an office card? Everyone loves that"
>"Nah, remember Barbara's notes? That got her suspended, and we can get fired if she tries that again"
>"You are right. What about casual Thursdays? Some lax etiquette may cheer him up"
>"He always dress in suits man"
>"What about karaoke?"
>Everyone: shut up Bob
>Sorry Bob, but starting out with your failed underground emo band is awful
>"What about you Anonymous? Any ideas?"
>You want to say forget it, but a rumble in your stomach gives you an amazing idea
"What about a small office party? Pepperoni pizzas, a few burgers, some hotdogs, and cheap soda may do the trick"
>"Hey, that sounds good"
>"Yeah, is fun"
>"That's great!"
>Your colleagues are inspired by your idea, so everyone starts preparing the party during the afternoon. When it's time to go home, everyone invites Rich to the party. It was a... success? He agreed, but it's still a bit blue
>Whatever, you are about to have your meat fix tomorrow

>Now back at home, things have been a bit awry
>When Aria cooks, she likes to do it herself. Adagio is fine with this, but the thing is it focus a bit much in being healthy, so it doesn't have a lot of flavor. And Aria doesn't like to be bothered while cooking
>At least they managed to compromise this time, so dinner today is white cream mushroom sauce with pasta
>You are happy, but you see Sonata is still sitting with her bowl of cereal
>"Sonata, did you stayed all day separating cereal?"
>".... After I tried to eat more sugary flakes, Aria got angry and served me another bowl of plain cereal for lunch. I tried to eat it, but...."
>Man, even when she is sad she is adorable
>You take Sonata's bowl and swap it with your dinner plate
>"Go ahead, you can have my meal. I take care of this cereal"
>"Wah! Really anon?"
"Really, good appetite"
>"Thanks anon!"
>Sonata hugs you, but Aria is giving you a stern look
>Whatever, she isn't your mom. The cereal is way too soggy tho
>By the time you were done, Aria cleaned the dishes. You put your pajamas, but Aria is in your room this time
"Aria?"
>"You are too nice with Sonata anon, so I though I could do something to get my message across to her"
"Sleeping with me?"
>"Exactly. No teddy for her, and no cute girl for you"
"Speak for yourself, I always though you were more cute than Sonata"
>"Flattery won't get you hugs tonight mister, now to bed"
>Both go under covers, separated from each other. Still, it isn't bad. At least you have a cute girl to sleep with