Chapter 2--Wake Up Call

Click. Clack. Click. Clack.

The sound echoed through the halls. Heels stepped across the wooden floors. Shannon timidly brushed off dust with a feather duster. Her eyes trailed around the area. No footsteps. No sounds of anything being moved. Not even a voice. However, this was not unusual. The maid was aware that the youngest servant, Kanon could easily do his work without making a sound. Most times it took her more effort to even hear his breathing. What was unusual was that Kanon wasn't around, she could sense it.

Though the sky was a murky grey with rain continuously pitter pattering on the windowpanes, it was currently 1:43 in the afternoon. Shannon recalled the servant's sleeping patterns. He was usually up and about by 8:00 am. Their schedules stated that Kanon was supposed to be sweeping and polishing after Shannon dusted. However, all the halls and rooms that she finished remained untouched. This occurrence was extremely strange, and it worried her. For once Shannon, half-did her chores. (Not like you could notice the difference!)The maid wandered through the halls searching, cautious not to alert the Ushiromiya of Kanon's absence.

Not in the kitchen, boiler room, bathroom, any of the guest rooms, nor the residents' rooms. Especially not in parlor with the guests. And she could just forget looking outside! Where the hell was he? Shannon almost chalked up this as Kanon's ability to disappear and reappear wherever whenever he felt like it. That's when she passed the only room she failed to search. The servants' quarters. No...he couldn't be. Shannon had to force him into bed every night.

Nonetheless she opened the door. Within the plain space that was Kanon's room. It was dark due to the lights being off and the windows closed. She spied a mass of blankets and pillows on his bed. Shannon opened the curtains only to hear a hiss "Closeit..."

"Kanon-kun, you have to get up" Shannon chided.

"Dunnwanna" was her brother's slurred response.

"But Kanon-kun-" she pulled the covers off.

The boy flinched at the air and light exposure. In his flannel pajamas with his hair disheveled the teen put a pillow over his head "No~Sleep~~~~~~"

The older sister switched flipped on "You're getting up right now!"

She ripped the pillow off and pulled Kanon out of bed. He wiped at his eyes "Fine, you win nee-san. But if you don't mind..."

He showed his clothes. The maid blushed before walking out. As soon as she was out the door slammed. Laughter was heard behind the closed door.

"Wha-" She turned the knob. Locked. "Kanon open the door!"

"In five more minutes" was his response before the rustling of blankets was heard.

Shannon couldn't believe it. She didn't know to be pissed or scared. Her little brother. The never-kid, always-do-your-duty, non-slacker Kanon was...was...acting like a normal teenager!

Chapter 4--Sabotae with Butter and Pepper

"Kinzo are you sure this is gonna work?" Kanon wondered as he and the said man were hidden within, ironically, a closet. They had set up all their pranks and awaiting for the guests and residents of the mansion to trigger the. The blue-eyed servant's employer eagerly awaited with a gleeful face reminded him of a child's. Kinzo gasped. "When has my pranks failed?"

The changed teenager incredulously at the old man. "The Flood?"

"How was I supposed to know that Krauss could fix the rig on the facuets?" the head of the Ushiromiya family defended.

Kanon deadpanned. "He's your son."

"Otou-san (1)?" speak of the devil, it was Krauss. The father of the businessman rarely seen outside of his room so the eldest son intended to pester the psychotic male while he had the opportunity. Kinzo instantly cupped his hand over the furniture's and his own mouth before they left a crack in their hiding spot to watch their efforts unfold.

"Otou-san!" Krauss entered their visuals. The blonde wildly scanned the vicinity for his parent. His mouth poised to call again. Then his legs were swept from under him. The normally strict mannered male was sent sailing in the air for milliseconds before his body collided with the ground. "Shimatta (2)!"

Kinzo and Kanon stifled their laughter as their prank succeeded. They silenced themselves as they listened to another set of footsteps approach the scene. The click-clack against the wooden floorboards indicated the oncoming person was female. This was only confirmed as a feminine voice wondered. "Onii-san (3)?"

It was Rosa, the youngest of Kinzo's children. Krauss was rubbing his butt as she walked forward. The mansion resident warned. "Rosa don't it's-"

His warning came to late as Rosa lost her footing. The ankle length red skirt the sandy-blonde lady wore fluttered outward, exposing her undergarments to her brother, father, and the servant. Red flushed onto the teenage boy's face with an expression of glee. He murmured. "Damn, Rosa's got some sexy legs."

"What?"

"Nevermind." Kanon muttered as they continued to spy on their handy work. Rosa and Krauss were stuck in a…suggestive position with Krauss beneath his sister, with Rosa straddling the male. His legs were entangled with Rosa's lingerie still exposed.

Suddenly a voice cried. "What's going on here?"

"N-Natsuhi!" her husband cried in surprise. "T-This isn't-"

WHAP!

That single sound resounded in the room. Rosa gasped as she fell off her sibling. Kinzo, rocked back and forth to stifle his chuckles. Kanon jaw dropped. His employer, the migraine-prone brunette, Natsuhi just b****slapped her spouse and huffed away. Krauss held his reddened cheek and started after his wife only to slip again, landing on his face. The blonde wiped at the substance that smudged on his face.

It was slippery, thus why Krauss and Rosa had sprawled onto the ground. It smelled familiar, like something you would have with breakfast. It was yellow, it was then Krauss realized what the substance was. Butter. Someone buttered the floor.

"Where are those servants?" flustered and embarrassed, the man wondered. "Genji! Shannon! Kanon!"

From in his hiding spot, Kanon whispered. "Your son is lazy teme (4)."

Kinzo nodded in agreement. From the hall emerged the oldest servant, Genji. His stoic mannerism had him greet. "You called, Krauss-sama?"

"Clean this butter up!"

Mentally the transformed furniture noted: Get Krauss later. Both of the Ushiromiya children left the room leaving the white-haired man to his duties. Genji fetched a mop and a bucket of cleaner. He began mopping when he said. "Kinzo-sama, I presume that Kanon-kun is under your order today?"

From the distance a variety of yelps were heard through out the mansion. All fear the power of butter! Kinzo snickered at his relatives' tumbles. He hoped to see someone fall off the stairs later today. The senile old man opened the closet door, brushing off the imaginary dust off his cloak. "That would be correct. Which reminds me, Kanon, isn't the hour nearly up?"

The said guy checked his watch. "It's 16: 50 (5), yeah."

A wicked smile graced the old man's face as he grabbed Kanon's wrist, rushing down the halls like an estatic child. He arrived at the kitchen and headed to pantry. The dark-haired youth was shoved in first with Kinzo following behind. Rubbing his sore wrist, the boy was about to complain about the death grip when they heard the restaurant-style entrance to the kitchen open. In stepped the chef for the Ushiromiya family, Gohda.

"Ah the stew should be about ready." he said in a sing-song tone. Kanon resisted the urge to pop out and strangle the man; he couldn't stand being in the vicinity with him. Then a smirk developed, but soon Kanon will feel some sweet revenge for all the times he'd be scolded and blamed for Gohda's shortcomings.

The stocky man grasped the lid of the pot. As soon as he lifted the lid, a grotesque face popped up. The kiss-up servant screamed in a pitch matching a female's. In blind terror Gohda dashed from the kitchen, screeching the entire time.

Kinzo and Kanon fell out of the closet laughing. Another voice quipped. "Kukuku, quite the joke."

The older maid for the household commented as she entered from the second available doorway to the kitchen. First to recover from his laughing fit, the teenager wondered. "You're not gonna rat us out are you?"

"Rat you out? For what?" A sly smile appeared as Kumasawa innocently said. "All I saw was Gohda run out as if the hounds of hell were chaing him."

Gratefully, Kanon returned the smile. Kumasawa was like the mother that never saw their child misbehaving, as the blue-eyed guy was doing now. The sixteen-year-old removed the mask and spring that were hidden in the stew, erasing any evidence that they ever there. However the furniture spilled a nearby spice. Some of the flavoring whisked into the air, and into the personality-changed servant's nose He coughed and gagged. "Sh**! sh**! sh**! It f***ing stings!"

Both of the elderly people only stared before laughing at the misfortune of the teen. After sneezing out enough of the spicy garnish, chili powder, apparently, the boy breathed a sigh of relief. His moment of karma being a b**** left him with another idea. Kanon gathered all the spilled powder and put it into the mixture along with some cayenne pepper. Using the spoon to stir the additions so they weren't detected, Kanon wasn't done with his sabotage.

He walked over to the tea cart. The tea was still bubbling on the kettle, however all the finger foods and a the dishware were already set up. The dark-haired male grasped the pot that held the sugar. He went over to the trash can and dumped it out. He then filled it with a substance identical to the sugar, salt. Footsteps meant some people were returning.

The older two were squashed, trying to exit out of the alternate route since the other is where the newcomer was coming from. Kanon, not bothering to try and shove with Kinzo and Kumasawa, opted for hiding. The only spot available was the tea cart. Ducking under the linen, the blue-eyed furniture managed to seat himself under the cart just as the elderly duo managed to escape and the door opened.

"I-It's in here…" the shaken voice coming from the archrival of Kanon, Gohda.

The click-clack across the floor informed the teenager, that the chef brought along a woman. Shifting of a lid was heard. "I don't see anything, Gohda-san. Are you trying to do something in appropriate, again?"

Immediately the voice was recognized as his surrogate sister, Shannon. Flustered, the dark-haired arrogant man defended. "T-That was only once, how was I supposed to know that you were showering?"

"Uh, knock?" Shannon answered. Gohda had been caught in the bathroom while she was in the shower and once while she was dressing. To the normally shy maid, he had intentionally peeped on her and got caught in the act. Whether or not it was true, the brunette didn't trust the cook. "Just get the food served, everyone seems to have had a long day of falling all day."

The tea cart began to move as Shannon pushed the cart to the dining area, where all the Ushiromiya were gathered, bruised and sore from slipping on the floorboards. Blue eyes peered outside of the cloth and saw…heaven.

Shannon may be called his 'onee-san' but they weren't related, meaning Kanon was free to look at her in suggestive ways as he was now. He noted her legs and even the lacy lingerie she was sporting. For a maid, his sister was pretty damn hot. A finger was held to his nose to suppress any blood that threatened to flow out.

As the maid made around the table, she stopped in front the familiar sight of his infatuation, Jessica. He whispered. "Jessie. Jessie!"

Hearing her name, the blonde whipped around. She prepared to speak his name aloud when the servant put a finger to his mouth. Warning his crush he said. "Don't eat, don't drink, oh and let's hook up later."

All of that the brass knuckle user understood until she heard 'hook up'. Was this the same Kanon? He even called her 'Jessie'! Before she could ask, the cart moved and the said person winked before being obscured by the linen of the cart.

The cart was reparked later in the kitchen. Kanon held up his palm and slowly curled each of his fingers. When his hand was in a fist a simultaneous spit take could be heard before cries of burning mouths and salty teas resounded, leaving a grin on Kanon's face.

Buttering the floor

Annoying his boss

Sabotaging the lunch

Probably putting his enemy in the worst trouble in his life…..

All and all, Kanon believed he had a pretty productive day.

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Authoress' Notes:

1) Otou-san: 'father'

2) Shimatta: 'Sh**' or 'Dammit'

3) Onii-san: 'older brother'

4) Teme: b******

5) 16:50: 4:50 in the afternoon.

Hits and Misses
Kanon had said he wanted to hook up with Jessica, but the problem was he had somehow gotten himself lost in the mansion. He never knew his way around so he had a map that showed him where everything was. However, he had spilt coffee on earlier that day so he was completely and utterly screwed.

If only he could've heard the sound of arguing adults or dirty jokes from the teenagers only a couple halls down…

Meanwhile…

"Mou, I'm bored, let's play a game," Jessica suggested suddenly. Ever since lunch she was thinking about Kanon's words to her. 'Hook up'. Were those words in his vocabulary? All the cousins and adults turned to her, wondering what her idea was, "Like…spin the bottle!"

"But all of us are relatives, Jessica," her father reasoned. She quickly thought, "That just makes it more interesting. If you're so worried about then let the servants play too."

Everyone pondered this for a moment but then men made their decision once they heard, "Please excuse me, the tea is ready." Males heads turned to see the fan service known as Shannon with a tea cart. They may be married men (with the exception of Battler and George) and love their wives, but who'd pass on a sweet piece of ass like that? They gathered around, with the women joining reluctantly. After all that only meant older men were joining.

"Battler, you can go first," Jessica told him. She honestly wanted to hold out until Kanon arrived. Battler, being the pervert he was, complied with no complaint. He twisted the bottle around. It spun in a full circle at least 5 times before slowing down in front of…Rudolf. The red-haired guy paled, "No way in hell."

"You have to Battler-kun," Kyrie teased. He shook his head, "Won't do it. I'm not kissing that old bastard."

Eva then thought of a truly embarrassing punishment for those that refused the kiss, "Then you will die…"

"What?" Everyone exclaimed.

The orange-haired woman looked up at her previous text and scratched her head, "Oh, typo. I meant 'dye'" all the people in the room let out a sigh of relief and let the eldest Ushiromiya daughter speak, "their hair pink."

Dye their hair pink? All the people within the room pondered the thought, while examining their own hair. Finally, unanimously, the entire group shuddered. Battler, defeated and humiliated, went over to his father. He silently prayed to god before doing a quick peck on the lips. He shortly said after, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Me as well," Rudolf agreed as the two guys hurried out the room. The remaining people gulped, fearing they would have luck like Rudolf and his son. Gathering the courage, George pushed his glasses back onto his face. He grasped the glass bottle. His hand twisted and the bottle spun in a counterclockwise way. Everyone looked mesmerized as it went from person to person. Finally…it slowed. It crawled to each person. It was slowing near Shannon, Maria, and Jessica. George hoped for it to slow early so he could get his future fiancée. It stopped in front of Shannon. His face lit up when the maid sneezed. The bottle moved to her right, towards Maria. His face fell and his glasses fogged, "R-Rosa-oba-san, you seriously cannot let me do this to your daughter."

Rosa whistled innocently and didn't make eye contact with him. Her daughter excitedly cried, "A kiss~ ! A kiss~! Uu-! Uu-!" She jumped up and glomped her cousin. She smothered him with kisses. Afterward George turned away from his family and curled into a fetal position. Shannon went to comfort him, "George-sama…"

"No, no…Just leave me be…" he sniveled.

Genji insisted on being next. He spun it and it landed on…Shannon. The man got up without complaint and walked over. He placed a kiss on her. Then out of nowhere the music could be heard. It was a guitar playing notes in a crescendo, "I've been really tryin', baby…tryin' to hold back this feeling for so long…"

Everyone gaped. Marvin Gaye's 'Let's Get It On'? It was the ultimate song for loving. And it did not fail as the kiss became deeper and more frisky. My goodness, who knew Genji had it in him? Shannon was even surprised. Was she developing some lust for this? He was so experienced and was leading without a word. When they were done, all the women were blushing and looking at the butler with some newfound feeling…

Gohda was given the bottle next. He spun it gingerly. Round and round…finally it stopped at the doorway. He sighed in relief. It meant he didn't have to kiss anyone. Yeah, karma's a ****. At that moment, Kanon walked into the doorway, "There ya are."

The chef paled, "You cannot be serious."

"Kukukuku, I believe it will be refreshing to see you with pink hair, Gohda," Kumasawa laughed quietly. The chef swallowed hard, If I dye my hair, how will I be able to show myself at the poker tournament next weekend? Ah…damn…

Gohda got up and Kanon asked, "What the hell do you want? Hey wait why do you have your lips like that? God no! RAAAAPPPPEEEE!"

It was silenced once the cook had his lips on the teenager. Blue eyes widened in pure horror. It was only two seconds but it was a lifetime of torture for Kanon. Once he was let go, the servant dashed out the room. Rudolf and Battler, whom returned from cleaning out their tongues, moved to the side when they saw Kanon speed past them. Rudolf whistled, "Damn the kid should run track."

"Kanon-kun!" Shannon called after her little brother and ran down the hall, her skirt fluttering about. Everyone peered their heads down the hall to wonder the fate of the boy. Suddenly they heard, "KANON-KUN PUT THE BLEACH DOWN!"

"I HAD MY FIRST KISS TAKEN BY A SENILE OLD MAN! LET ME DIE!"

The Ushiromiya and servants shook their heads…Poor boy. Meanwhile Shannon was wrestling with Kanon over an open bottle of bleach. They went back and forth for a while. Finally, she managed to pull it away and put her little brother into an embrace. His face was in his chest, "Mfy rafe if iw mofhe woows. Whts. If. Raphsoze!"

"It's alright Kanon-kun, just calm down…" she chided the teen. Poor Shannon she didn't realize that Kanon's message translated into the following: "My face is in some boobs. This. Is. Awesome!"