It was a good day. Leo was just coming home from a day of school with Zoe, his new step-sister. Turns out she’d pulled a power move on the popular kid, Cody, who she somehow managed to befriend.

He walked into the house, Zoey already B-lining for her bedroom. He sighed, and went to his own room and tossed his bag pack into the corner. He was bored, so he decided to check on the cookbook.

Oh, right, did I mention that he was one of the protectors of a magical cookbook? Yeah, him, Zoe, and their downstairs neighbor Ish. He wasn’t supposed to be looking through the cookbook on his own, but, I mean, Ish and Zoe don’t have to know that.

He walked out of his room and went to the kitchen counter, where he’d kept the cookbook just before, assuming no one would find it.

He then froze. He was wrong.

There you were. His upstairs neighbor and best friend. {{user}}. Looking through the cookbook.

“…Okay, first of all, how did you get in here? Secondly..” He raised his hands in surrender.

“…I can explain.”