[372A High Street:]

Dining room, where the family gathered for lunch...

Edward: (whispers to Laevateinn) Maupo ka sa pagitan n'ong dalawa.

Laevateinn: (nods determinedly)

Edward: Fuuuu ipaghihimay mo ako ng isda kaya dito ka sa tabi ko.

Futhark: Oh, nauna nang nagsabi si Jo na magpapahimay s'ya ng isda. Sa gitna n'yo na lang ako mauupo.

Laevateinn: I will sit beside mother because fish.

Futhark: Akala ko hindi ka magkakarne, Lae?

Laevateinn:

Laevateinn: I shall eat fish.

Lance: Dito ka na maupo sa tabi ko, Edward,  ipaghihimay ko na kayong dalawa. Siegfried, you really want some fish?

Laevateinn:

Laevateinn: :(

Edward: Tangina Lae panindigan mo.

Laevateinn: (regretfully nods)

Lance: (pats the chairs beside him)

Edward & Laevateinn: (sits beside Lance)

Joyeuse: (sits beside Futhark)

Henry: ... Walang gaanong tinik ang salmon???

Lance: This is why you don't have kids, Hermod. You don't have that fatherly instinct.

Henry: I—

Henry: (existential crisis)

Edward: Pa'no 'yan, wala ring fatherly instincts si Futhark. Motherly instincts meron hahahahaha tawa ka rin Lae.

Laevateinn: (is busy figuring out how to escape eating fish)

Joyeuse: I don't appreciate you being mean to Futhark, Edward Dace.

Everyone drops their utensils.

Lance: Jule, son, did you hit your head this morning?

Futhark: Baka kung anong isipin nila, maging salbahe ka na ulit sa 'kin!

Edward: B-Bakit mabait ka kay Futhark, drama queen?

Joyeuse: (knows exactly what he's doing) Nothing, I just thought maybe it's time to treat him better.

Futhark: No, don't treat me better! Alilain mo lang ako!

Joyeuse: Quite the masochist, aren't we?

Futhark: Sir Lance si Joyeuse may masama pong balak!

Joyeuse: (raises hands) I'm not planning anything, Lance, all I know is that Henry's going to eat his words.

Henry: Ano—

Henry: Teka alin sa mga 'yon?

Henry: 'Yong kanina ba sa chat?

Lance: Is it the challenge?

Henry: Nakahanap ka na agad ng jowa?!

Futhark: K-Kumain na lang po tayong lahat!

Henry: (stares suspiciously at Joyeuse)

Joyeuse: (smiles to himself and eats)

Arthur: (has already finished eating) (is debating whether or not to eat cake)

Lance: (gives Edward and Laevateinn some fish)

Edward: (thinking) Anong sinasabi ni Sir Henry na nakahanap na ng jowa si drama queen? Bakit nag-change topic si Futhark? Tangina, jinowa ba ni drama queen si Futhark? Sa lahat ng tao pa, Fu? Bakit si drama queen? Anong nangyari sa standards mo?

Futhark: (Joyeuse's phone rings) (takes phone out) Jo, nag-message mama mo.

Edward: ???

Joyeuse: Just leave it there.

Edward: ???!!!

Futhark: (slips Joyeuse's phone back in his pocket) (continues eating)

Edward: (internally panicking)

Edward: (sends panic to Laevateinn via staring)

Laevateinn: (furrows brows)

Edward: (sends via telepathy: Hindi mo ba napapansin 'yon?)

Laevateinn: (is not a mind reader) (replies via telepathy: I don't like fish, the fish looks sad.)

Edward: (via telepathy: Kaya nga! Anong gagawin natin?)

Laevateinn: (via telepathy: I'll grab apple.)

Edward: (via telepathy: Mamaya?)

Laevateinn: (via telepathy: I wonder if we still have apples?)

Edward: (via telepathy: Tatanungin natin sila mamaya?!)

Laevateinn: (nods) (via telepathy: I'll grab apple.)

Futhark: (is staring at the two) (knows they've misunderstood each other) (sighs)

Arthur: (decides to eat cake)

Joyeuse: You want some cake after this, Futhark?

Futhark: 'Wag mo akong kausapin.

Edward: (kicks Laevateinn's foot under the table)

Lance: Edward that's my foot.

Edward: Sorry.

Lance: The two of you—Edward, Laevateinn—focus on eating.

Laevateinn: Brother I changed my mind, I want apples, not fish.

Joyeuse: (stands up) I'm getting myself something to drink so I'll grab some apples for you too, Laevateinn.

Laevateinn:

Laevateinn: ?!

Henry: G-Ganyan ba laging kabait si Joyeuse?

Joyeuse: I'll get you some iced tea too, Futhark. That's what you want, yes?

Futhark: (is fearing for his life)

Lance: (has already figured out what Jule is up to) (thinking: Ah, the kid is bored again.)

Arthur: (has already finished the cake) (is thinking of what game to play after)

Edward: S-Sir Dad, ano pong nangyayari kay Joyeuse?

Lance: Give it a few hours, he'll grow tired of being nice and revert back to his asshole self.

Henry: Baka in love :D

Lance: No that boy is physically incapable of love.

Edward: D:

Futhark: P-Pwede po bang 'wag nating pag-usapan si Joyeuse nang ganito?

Futhark: (thinking: Ang awkward po kasi.)

Edward: (thinking: Nasasaktan ba s'ya na sinisiraan namin si drama queen?!)

Lance: (thinking: Poor kid.)

Henry: (thinking: Ohhh, binubully ni Joyeuse si Futhark. Kailangan kong ipagtanggol si Futhark!)

Laevateinn: (thinking: If I eat only one apple for lunch I will have enough apples for an apple pie.)

Joyeuse: Here's your apple, Laevateinn. And your iced tea, Futhark.

Futhark: Oh, thank you.

Edward: Ako, hindi mo kinuha?

Joyeuse: You didn't ask.

Edward: Bakit si Futhark at si Lae kinuha mo pero ako hindi?

Joyeuse: You're not special.

Lance: (puts more fish on Edward's plate)

Edward: Sir Dad tama na po!

Lance: Ubusin mo 'yan. (adds another one)

Edward: (shields his plate from Lance) Okay na po, ito lang ang uubusin ko!

Arthur: (stands up) I'm gonna go and play Stardew Valley.

Lance: Do your doctoral thesis.

Arthur: (sits back down)

Henry: Siguro dapat na rin akong kumuha ng PhD. Siguro kapag may PhD na ako igagalang na ako nila Edward at Joyeuse.

Edward: 'Nila' ang ginamit mo imbis na 'nina' so hindi pa rin kita igagalang, Sir. Sayang.

Joyeuse: I think it's time I call you "Sir", Henry.

Henry: :O

Joyeuse: I also think it's time to bring back the guillotine but I don't see that happening so... (clicks tongue and shrugs)

Henry: >:O

Futhark: Tingin ko dapat "Sir" ang itawag mo sa kanilang tatlo.

Joyeuse: (softly) You think so?

Futhark: (nods)

Joyeuse: Alright then.

Everyone: :O

Lance: Hold up. You're not calling me "Sir", Jule. Keep calling me Lance. Sir Lance coming from you sounds sarcastic.

Joyeuse: What do you think of me calling you "father"?

Lance:

Lance: I—

Lance: Uhh

Lance: Uhm.

Lance: I think it's okay?

Edward: (imitates an aeroplane crashing and lands arrow into Lance's left chest) Boogsh.

Joyeuse: Well then, father.

Lance: (internal screaming)

Laevateinn: Call Arthur mother.

Arthur: No, I will not participate in this nonse—

Joyeuse: Mother.

Arthur:

Arthur:

Arthur: Yeah, no it doesn't sit well. Call me "Sir Arthur".

Joyeuse: Fine.

Lance: (to Futhark) I don't know what poison you gave this boy but keep the dosage, you got it right.

Futhark: (blinks)