𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉 || 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹

XIII - finding the shepherd's dog

The children of the Grace Field House could be compared to a lot of things, even to diverse pastries at a bakery. Everyone was unique but consisted of similar ingredients carefully mixed in order to become, for instance, a delicious cake that would be devoured by the demons. But instead of containing flour, eggs and milk, the children consisted of products such as love from their caretakers, food and sleep. Although, like in pastries, when the amount of one of these goods is insufficient the child won't grow as expected.

As for Y/n, she had some... shortcomings when it came to sleep. After the cleaning session spent in the dining room with Ray where she earned puffy eyes, she devoted the rest of the night in the library, or to be more precise, in her head where she planned out the near future. The escape, the traitor's intentions, and how the caretakers could be easily removed from the frame. 

Moreover, as mentioned before, the girl knew well that she was only a pawn in this game of chess. She was the one that opened up the game, though not very skillfully as she left Little bunny at the crime scene. Now, the game went on and it was only a question of time and place to decide if she was going to be sacrificed in a critical moment in order to bring success to her siblings.

"So... did you bring up anything else when I left the library yesterday?"

The morning had come, accompanied by the first meal which Y/n eagerly agreed on preparing with Emma. Now, hearing the question a smile tugged on Y/n's lips knowing that this preparation brought time for the two girls to talk in private.

"Hmmm let me think..." Y/n's eyes paced around the tables that were currently bathing in the sunbeams of the morning, in order to set them for the breakfast. "Well, Ray said that according to him the lie we told was... too cruel. If we suppose that neither Gilda nor Don are spies."

Emma's face lit up, as she heard those words. She stepped closer to Y/n and patted her back in a motherly manner, but the pats became stronger with each and every one. "Ahhh yes I see, told you that you and Ray are very similar to each other when it comes to thinking about others."

"Okay... Emma... first of all." Y/n choked out. "Do you want to... punch out my lungs?"

"Right, sorry." The girl chuckled and disappeared into the kitchen in order to find other essentials for the first meal of the day. "Please continue, I still hear you!"

"Second of all..." Y/n proceeded meanwhile straightening her posture and taking slow, deep breaths. "How Emma? How are we alike?" The girl raised her voice in order for the other one in the kitchen to hear. "I'm a mess, constantly worrying as you usually say, meanwhile Ray has this stoic expression... not bothered by anything... I swear if the house was on fire he wouldn't even notice."

Emma marched into Y/n's eyesight laughing full-heartedly while setting the food on the tables. "You really mean it?! Anyway, about the similarity thing,  that's just what my gut feeling says."

"Your what now?"

"My gut feeling! And you know it never lies!"

"Well..." Y/n's hues traveled away from Emma in uncertainty. "Remember that time we played outside in the rain and you told me I wouldn't get sick because your gut feeling said so? Yeah, so that was a lie..."

"But that's only because you are not an idiot! Meaning you can get sick!" Emma exclaimed, making both of the girls laugh.

"Whatever you say Emma, but sometimes I feel like I'm the most idiotic one of all our siblings." Y/n remarked while grabbing the small bell and creeping out of the dining room in order to announce the breakfast was ready.

...

Somehow, the time between the morning and the daily test went by moderately faster than usual. Before Y/n herself really got to comprehend, her fingers were laced with themselves and behind her back as she was walking down the hallway, bouncing quite happily with each step. With an amount of 173 points on the test, Y/n was taking the principle of 'the first becoming the last' to another level.