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.17.

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Anya shivered in place while quaking and prayed for her life. Olivia stood in front of the little girl, arms folded, a disgruntled, angry grimace visible, and a commanding presence that implied only death.

"You rocked somebody? And no less so on your first day?" As Anya and Olivia talked in the living space, in the kitchen with cups of tea and coffee in hand, Loid and Yor stood nearby, warily observing them. 

Mid-sip, Loid stopped. 'Wait. Isn't it my responsibility to reprimand?' Anya's audible cry caught his attention, and he turned to face the sisters once more. With a nasty grin, Olivia nodded.

"Yes. Whether or not the classmate you smacked today was a pain in the ass—"

"Language." 

"Whether or not your classmate was a pain in the booty booty, you shouldn't have smacked him, and that's why you got the bad bolt stuff. Therefore, it only makes sense that I should discipline you because dad is terrible at it." 

As Olivia made her way to the kitchen to get Anya's peanuts, she decided to disregard Loid's objections. Every step she made was seen by three sets of eyes, but Anya's was the most unsteady as she pondered her sentence. Anya's eyes widened when Olivia entered the room with the bag of peanuts, believing it was for her and that her sister was joking around.

Oh how she was mistaken. Olivia sat comfortably on the couch as she always would, as Loid and Yor looked on in wonder and awe, only a smirk on her face this time. Her eyes never left Anya's frightened green ones as she carefully put the peanut to her mouth and bit into it slowly. As she watched her sister's face turn completely horrified, she secretly giggled. 

She grabbed the remote and increased the volume while snacking on peanuts and watching Spy Wars. Two of Anya's favorite things that she was currently unable to possess. As a result of Olivia tying her to a chair facing her instead of the television. Yor appeared mostly amused and concerned, but Loid appeared quite impressed.

Olivia had finally put an end to Anya's agony since she was sick of the peanuts and the television. Even though it had only been a few minutes, Anya acted as if it had been hours. Anya now sat on Olivia's lap and ate peanuts while being held in her arms. As she hummed, her hands moved slowly through her hair. 

"Anie." 

The young Pinkett raised an eyebrow at her sibling. "Hmm?" Olivia gently squeezed Anya's cheeks without pressing too hard. "Please be sure to apologize, will you?" Anya gave a half-hearted nod after hearing Loid mention it before.

Olivia sighed and closed her eyes before having an epiphany. "Say, Anya? Who did you actually smack?" 

"Damian Desmond. The Sy-on child." 

Ah. A small shudder ran down Olivia's spine. She grinned to herself. 'Hopefully Darius doesn't come for my ass because of this.' But not like he could. He's probably too sweet. "You know Anya. I have a Desmond in my class. He's very pretty." Anya gave Olivia a blank expression as she thought for a while. 

"Mine is ugly."

"...Damn bro."

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As he made breakfast, Loid stood in front of his stove and thought to himself. 'Donovan Desmond is the man who threatens the peace between the East and the West. I successfully arranged for Olivia and Anya to enroll at Eden College, the institution his sons attend, in order to draw closer to him.' 

He took a moment to reflect on all that had occurred up to this point. 'Next, I need Anya or Via to earn eight merits, known as 'Stella,' in order for them to qualify as Imperial Scholars and go to the social event that Desmond attends. It would be difficult to pull this off at a prominent school, though.' He blinks. 'For Anya, at least. Because of this, I created a backup plan called 'The Friendship Scheme.''

'I wanted Anya to get closer to Damian, Desmond's son, so that ideally that would strengthen our relationship as their parents. But on the first day, she ended up punching Damian, which cost them their relationship and cost her a Tonitrus Bolt. I don't know if Via and Darius ended up being friends. I never got the chance to ask because all of her focus was diverted to the fact that Anya had hit someone.' 

As he began to arrange the table, Loid sighed wearily. 'Unfortunately, it's too soon to give up. This strategy has only just started.'

"Good mworning." When Loid heard a new voice, he jumped a little and looked across to his wife, who was still in half asleep. "Yor, good morning. Breakfast is ready."

Loid glanced at the clock before turning to face Yor. "Are Olivia and Anya still asleep?" Anya could be seen nervously peering at him from behind Olivia's knees as he turned to face the hallway.

Olivia patted her younger sister on the head, signaling her to move forward. Upon seeing this, Loid sighed. "Come on out. I won't be angry. Eat quickly, or you'll be late." As Olivia and Anya sat down to dine, Anya pouted. "I'm sorry, I'm bad at school." 

Yor apologized while glancing at Anya. "No, I'm to blame for that." Blinking, Loid spoke. "It serves no purpose to dwell on the past. Just be careful not to start any more fights. Come on, now. Cheer up your classes begin today."

Yor smiled at the interaction as Olivia continued to eat her food silently. "You're so kind ,Loid."

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Loid and Olivia calmly waited as Anya and Yor raced off to get dressed after breakfast. Since there was no way to divert her attention, Loid turned to Olivia, who was sitting in the corner and watching Snooze eat his meal. 

"Via." 

Olivia turned to her dad. "Hmm?" 

"Did you make any new friends?" As she stood and flipped her hair over her shoulder, Olivia smirked. "Ha, Please. Father, I have not made 'friends.'" Loid blinked. 'Why is she speaking like that?' Olivia made a showy approach to him before sitting on the couch with one leg crossed over the other.

"What I've discovered is my Squad-Fam." Loid cocked his head slightly in perplexity. "Squad-Fam?" She nodded. "Yup! We 4Lyfers now."

Loid once more gave her a perplexed expression. Olivia groaned in frustration as she sighed.

"Yes, dad, I made friends."

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