Yasssssssss! This chapter was requested by calliethecatqueen they seem to be a pretty chill person, I guess that's why they have a cat in their name XD

3rd person pov
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It was an early summer morning, the air was dry and the four sins were still lying comfortably in bed. Well at least most of them were, Michael was trying to back to sleep but was failing miserably.

He let out a large sigh and got up from his bed, he looked over at all the sins, starting with David. The prideful man was snoring quietly for once and had shifted himself into an odd position, one that did not look comfortable at all. Michael walked over to his bed and shifted him out of the position, into a more comfortable one.

Once this was done he backed away and looked at the other sins. It would have appeared to most that Brandon was using magic in his sleep but to Michael, he could tell the young fairy was only hovering in his sleep as usual. He released a light chuckle before reluctantly turning to face the sin of lust, Ritchie. Only to see that the man was no longer in bed, knowing him he was probably out on a date.

Well, that's what he thought until he heard a loud crash from downstairs followed by a quiet, "ow". He walked down the stairs to see Ritchie crouched down on the floor, rubbing his head. Must've bumped it when he fell over. He walked over to the lustful sin and asked if he was okay.

"Huh, yeah I'm fine, just hit my head and bruised my knees." Ritchie let out a small grunt of pain as he stood up and groaned as he popped his back. Before letting out a long sigh.

"Do you always have to do that??"

"Do what? What did I do this time?" He blinked, curiously as he stared at the dragon sin.

"I-, you make-, ughhhh. Nevermind, it's not worth the effort."

"Oh, come on Cap, what's not worth it?" He raised an eyebrow and had a suggestive grin plastered on his face.

"I-. No, not today. It's too early for this." Michael rubbed his temples and let out a sigh. When he opened his eyes again he saw Ritchie pouting at him childishly, it was almost funny, to be honest.

"Oh alright, only because I'm still a little drowsy, and just so you know, breakfast is on the table if you want tea the water is on the stove. Now if you excuse me I'm going to take a small nap, though you're welcome to join me." And with that, the lustful sin disappeared up the stairs with a wink.

All Michael could do was blink in shock, Ritchie had made them breakfast? What did he drug his tea with? So many questions were forming in his head that he failed to hear the sin of pride walking down the stairs.

"Cap? Did you make breakfast?"

"Huh-? What?"

"Did you make breakfast?"

"Oh, no! Ritchie did actually, though I don't know how or what he might have done to it."

"Huh, so should I wake Brandon up or-?"

"That would probably be for the best."

Time skip brought to you by Napping Brandon, "WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD!"
"You're not my mom!"

Michael's pov
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After we woke Brandon up, by some miracle, we headed back downstairs. I hadn't gotten a proper look at what Ritchie had made so it was a bit of a shock when I saw bacon and eggs with some sourdough toast. It seemed to be a simple breakfast but it looked good, I didn't know he could even cook.

"Huh, it actually looks edible. You sure that Ritchie made this Cap?" David said raising an eyebrow in question. I shook my head.

"I don't know if he made it per se, all I know is Ritchie hit his head and said breakfast was on the table. Then proceeded to walk upstairs to take a small nap." I had said this in one breath and was taking in air as Brandon asked a question.

"Why don't we just wake him up and ask?" He blinked tiredly at us before sitting down at the table.

"The real question is, do we want to eat this without knowing who the hell made it. Or do we want to wake up sleeping beauty and have to deal with flirting for the next twelve hours?" David said cringing slightly at the last question, it sounded more like a statement rather than a question but oh well.

I shook my head, trying to shale off the sleepiness I was still experiencing and walked up the stairs. Wanting answers to my questions, plus when Ritchie was actually tired he wasn't as hard to deal with.

"Hey wake up."

"Mmm, what do you need??"

"Did you or someone else make the food?"

"I did dumbass now let me get some shut-eye I was patrolling all night."

Now that caught me off guard, Ritchie was pulling night shifts? I thought he was just staying over at some girl's house and doing his thing. I never thought he was working overtime, not once did I ever bother to think about why he was the sin of lust in the first place I thought it was obvious but it appears there's a lot more to himself than he let on...

I think some investigating is an order...

To be continued?

Heya guys I hope you enjoyed the chapter! If you guy request it I will make a part two of this but if not it'll remain forever a mystery on Ritchie's background and the advent of the past between the sins of Lust and Wrath....