Chapter 2

                                    

                                          
Third person's POV 
Infront of her, on the table, the last jar of nuttella with only one scoop left to cherish was protected by a certain brown and white coloured cat. She inched her hand closer to the jar making the cat growl. She gave him a death glare and inched a bit closer making the cat scratch her hand away. "Coffee." She said his name threateningly making the cat meow. "Give." She opened her palm, but the cat just pushed the jar further away from her. "Pretty please with a cherry on top?" She begged but the cat just meowed. Somehow Taurus could understand her language and knew that that meant 'no'.
Just then, her sister entered the dinner room And gave a her a confused look. "What are you doing?" Pisces tilted her head in confusion. "The last Nutella jar." She mumbled loud enough for Piscies to hear while not breaking eye contact with her cat. "You do know that you're a Princess, right?" Pisces said sitting down on a chair by the extra long table. "What does that have to do with the crisis happening now?" She whined and then attempted to reach over to the jar one more time to be scratched yet again. "My hand." She pouted while rubbing the place Coffee had scratched. 
This cat was smart. He knew how to threatened like a pro and gets whatever he wants. He slowly stuck his tounge out and brought it closer and closer to the jar. "No. Don't. You. Dare. Lick. The. Jar." Taurus gritted her teeth. Even though Coffee's facial expressions were not visible, she knew he was hiding an evil smirk behind all that hair. He brought his mouth closer and closer to the jar. "NOOO!" Taurus whined. Pisces sighed getting up and walking out of the room to the huge kitchen where she found many chefs working their asses out. The main Chef came upto her immediately after he saw her. "Y-your majesty." He bowed. "Do you still have that lifetime supply of Nutella in the vault specifically made for my sister?" She asked. The man nodded. "Yes princess, right this way!" 
"Did they expire yet?" She asked. "They shouldn't be." He said leading her deeper into the very busy kitchen with that delicious scent of caramel that stuck up her nostrils calling her name to come and watch them. But she just continued following the Chef. They finally reached a vault that dug deep into the wall. He covered the keyboard with his hands and put in the password making it pop open. "So she finished the ones we gave her already?" He asked while reaching into the vault. "Yeah, she really is addicted." Pisces sighed.
The man handed her a new, unopened Nutella jar. "Thanks. Oh, and can you make her some coffee too? With extra milk." She said making the chef nod. "Of course, anything for the Princess." He bowed and then proceeded to the coffee maker and got to business. She looked around for a place to sit and found a chair. "I'll wait here." She took a seat and waited for the coffee.
When the coffee was ready, she exited the kitchen with a spoon, Nutella and a cup of coffee and walked back into the dinner room to see her younger sister curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. "He took it!" She whined. "Girl just calm down." Pisces rolled her eyes.
"If you want me to calm down, give me Nutella, coffee.... And Coffee!" Taurus lifted her head to meet her sister's. Her eyes widened seeing what was in her sister's hands. "Here." Pisces smiled handing them to her sister. "Let me get Coffee for you." She looked around to notice that the cat had already jumped into its owner's lap. "Where's Aires?" Taurus asked after sipping a bit of her coffee with extra milk. "Probably playing video games. Wanna go check on her?" Piscies asked making Taurus slowly nod. She got up holding the mug of coffee on one hand and the spoon for the Nutella on the other hand and stuffed the Nutella jar under her arm and putting her cat down knowing he'll be following right behind her.
The two of them *cough* Sorry, the three of them exited the dinner room and then proceeded to go upstairs where the royal bedrooms were, each the size of an average living room and kitchen in an average house, but that was only the size of one of the rooms.