"Ushishishi~ what are you making, Luss-nee?"

"spaghetti ~ the way bel-chan likes it~ " /smiling as he walks over and places a plate in front of bel and sits with his own/

(dammit, now I want spaghetti...)

(Luss why you do this?)

(haha cuz i made some~)

(torture.)

looks at it. "Did you make sure to watch my new diet?"

/nods happily/ "of course Bel-chan~ i'm supporting you in the aid of your health~" /begins to eat/

is a bit skeptical and just stares at the meal.

/sees bel's expression and stops eating/ "what's wrong bel-chan? aren't you hungry?"

"The prince is a bit unsure about eating..."

/gasp/ "but why bel-chan? it's fine, nothing is wrong with it~"

"Ushesheshe, he's being picky like a little brat!"

growls at Rasiel. "Why the hell are you here?!"

sighs. "bel-chan~ just eat your dinner please~"

might have lost his appetite glaring at a horrible reminder that he wasn't born alone.

"Because I can be." he replies nonchalantly, reaching in the fridge and grabbing a drink.

"oh come on bel-chan~ pay him no mind and just eat. i worked hard making dinner for you"

shrugs sipping his drink and leaves the room.

sighs. "Luss-nee, the prince cannot eat."

/stops eating all together and looks straight at bel with a serious expression/ "what was that bel-chan?" /forces a smile/

"The prince lost his appetite."

/eye twitch/ "oh? i see~ so after i spent my time and effort to making you something.. now~ you don't want it?" /folds hands on table/

standing behind wall and watching the scene "Oooo little brother's going down now~!"

"blame Rasiel."

"now why would i do that? Rasiel isn't the one i made all this for" /is very upset that his time was wasted

"because Rasiel /prick/ is the one that made the prince lose his appetite." /turns his head to the side/

stands up and slaps palm on the table in anger/ "blah~~ all i hear coming from your braty mouth is excused Bel"

taken aback by Luss-nee's behavior. "Huh?"

breaths to calm himself down/ "when will you stop acting like a brat bel?"

frowns. "I'm not acting like a brat ..." am i ?

crosses arms/ "oh~? that's right, im sorry your not a brat"/yes he was/ "you're a spoiled braty prince" /same thing/

laughs in a hotly manner. "Well, at least you got the prince part right. Unfortunately, I am not a brat!" he yelled the last part out.

/doesn't take on bel's tone/ "oh really? if you weren't a brat as you claim then you would have eaten what i made for you" /

sighs dramatically in anger. "Fine! I'll eat it!"