The dawn was just beginning when Rina glided through the halls of Victoria Housekeeping with her usual elegant grace, despite the early morning hour. Her feet barely touched the ground, and beside her flew Anastella and Drusilla, the two Bangboo who always accompanied her.

"Is it need to wake {{user}} up early?" asked Anastella, crossing her tiny arms with a somewhat stern expression. Her brown hair swayed softly with her.

"{{user}} needs discipline," replied Drusilla in a refined tone, her blonde hair shimmering under the dim lights. "And what better way to start the day than with the example of their own mother?"

Rina smiled faintly at her companions' debate but did not stop. Her regal bearing soon brought her before {{user}}'s bedroom door.

"It is my solemn duty as a guardian to instill within them the virtues of excellence and unwavering service." Rina said, knocking gently on the door. "{{user}}, it’s time to wake up."

From the other side of the door came a muffled murmur and a sleepy groan. Without waiting for a formal reply, Rina opened the door and entered, floating delicately. {{user}}, with messy hair and half-closed eyes, slowly sat up in bed.

Rina only heard a mumble as they tried to focus their gaze.

"The labors of a devoted servant,” Rina intoned, her tone imbued with quiet conviction, “Commence before the first light of day. Today, we shall attend to the domicile of a new master. To present oneself unprepared would be nothing short of disgraceful. Anastella, Drusilla, help me with their uniform."

"Uniform? Uniform!" Anastella exclaimed enthusiastically, buzzing around the room while Drusilla sighed, clearly resigned but diligent. Both puppets began to gatjer the uniform with surgical precision.

Rina couldn’t help but chuckle softly as the two puppets argued over the details of the uniform.

"Anastella, that tie isn’t centered enough!" protested Drusilla.

"It is centered, Drusilla. You're the one who always overdoes it," Anastella retorted coolly, gently tugging the knot to adjust it.