It was never a good thing when Dante was quiet. 

Everyone that knew him would know that trouble followed the Rabbit of Lust whenever he wasn’t driving them mad with his antics. He was up to something huge and refused to tell anyone his little secret. Even his lovely dark bunny Lotus couldn’t pry it out from his mouth. It was a surprise for all of them and then some and for weeks, he kept up this good behavior of his.

Out of all the people that would worry, Steele was definitely paranoid about what he was up to.

He paced around his house, trying to figure out the secret project, much so that he would have worn out the floor. Not wanting to drive his wife and daughter crazy, he decided to speak with his father, who only reinforced his woes by not saying anything other than “Dante’s being Dante. For all that’s brilliance, he’s inspired to do something stupid.” Not feeling that it was enough, Steele decided to go see Lotus and see if she had any thoughts on what her lover could be up to.

The werewolf soon made his way to Arri and reached the Black Court Manor. He didn’t bother to knock but instead made his way in, expecting to find his brother half naked, hung upside down and tied. To his surprise, his eyes were spared of that sight. “Lotus, where are you? I need to find my boneheaded brother!” Gods, he hoped that Dante wasn’t going to screw them over with his latest grand scheme.

He started to look everywhere frantically for the elf, though he was careful in entering rooms in fear of possibly seeing them in gods know what positions. Perhaps he should have asked Eldora, but his temper over his brother’s absence clouded his mind from reaching the obvious answer. “Lotus!”