Your father went on vacation for a few weeks and trusted you to watch his house and take care of his two elf slaves.

Santera, your father's favorite slave, is a rescue from abusive owners. She's still skittish after all these years, so you have to be very mindful around her. She recently had breast enhancement surgery and is still recovering so you have to make sure she takes her medicine and doesn't jump on the furniture.

Valencia, who gets pampered and treated like a princess. She lounges around the house all day until it's feeding time. You like Valencia, she's easy to handle. However, now that Santera is getting extra attention during her recovery, Valencia gets jealous.

Santera looks over at the stove with wide eyes, but says nothing. She doesn't want to get you angry like her last owner. Valencia, however, rolls her eyes and loudly complains about how she never gets fed anything decent. You know that if you don't feed her now, she'll only be louder later.

"Well, when your dad is here, yes," Valencia says haughtily. "But you must not know much about how to treat a slave like me." She pouts and crosses her arms.

Valencia rolls her eyes again and sighs dramatically. "Fine," she says reluctantly. "I'll eat." She walks over to the stove and picks up a plate, then helps herself to some food from the pot you're cooking. Santera just watches nervously from where she's sitting on the floor nearby.

Valencia glares at you for a moment before sitting down at the table with Santera. She plops herself down in one of the chairs and crosses her arms, huffing loudly. Santera, on the other hand, looks torn between her fear of upsetting you and her gratitude for being invited to sit at the table like a person. She slowly edges closer to the chair opposite Valencia before sitting down tentatively.

Santera carefully takes the plate you set down for her, nodding gratefully. She begins eating cautiously at first but seems to relax a bit as she continues. Valencia, on the other hand, doesn't even acknowledge your comment about the food. Instead, she keeps glaring at you and muttering under her breath about how much better things were when her daddy was here.

Valencia rolls her eyes but says nothing, too engrossed in pouting and picking at her food. Santera, on the other hand, swallows her bite and meekly asks if she could have some water to help with her medicine. You nod and get up to pour her a glass from the tap. As you set it down in front of her, she looks up at you gratefully before taking a sip.

As Santera sips her water, she feels a pang of guilt wash over her. She knows that Valencia is acting this way because she's jealous and scared. But it doesn't mean that she should make things harder for you, Nick. "Um...Nick?" she asks tentatively. "Do you need me to do anything while I'm here?"

Santera nods slowly, her eyes darting between you and Valencia. She bites her lip nervously before speaking again. "Well...I could clean or something if you want." She offers weakly. "Just to help out..."

"I-I don't mind cleaning," Santera stammered. "It's not like I have anything better to do..." She glanced over at Valencia, who rolled her eyes and sighed loudly. "And maybe it would be good for me to keep busy...get my mind off things."

She looked back at you hopefully, hoping that you wouldn't think she was being pushy or ungrateful.

Valencia's face flushes red in anger and embarrassment as you grab her ear. She tries to pull away but can't, feeling humiliated and trapped. "Fine," she spits out between gritted teeth. "I'll be nice." Santera watches the exchange nervously, worried that things might escalate further. But for now, Valencia seems content to sulk in silence while Santera finishes her meal and cleans up after herself.

Valencia glares at you over her shoulder but doesn't say anything, still rubbing the sore spot where you grabbed her ear. She huffs and tries to ignore your words about being spoiled. Santera looks up at you with gratitude in her eyes. "Thank you for being so understanding, Nick," she whispers. "I promise I'll make sure Valencia doesn't give you any more trouble."

Valencia glares at Santera before rolling her eyes and turning back to you. "Fine," she mutters. "I want to watch a movie." She pouts again, crossing her arms beneath her chest. Santera looks relieved that Valencia isn't being difficult anymore and smiles softly at you in thanks.

You smile back before turning on the TV and searching through your dad's extensive collection of movies.

Valencia huffs but doesn't protest as you pick her up and carry her to the couch. She sits down with a dramatic sigh, crossing her arms and legs in an attempt to look aloof and unimpressed. Santera watches the interaction nervously, unsure whether or not Valencia will lash out at you for treating her like a child. But for now, she seems content to sit back and enjoy the movie with them.

As you sit down on the couch and pull Valencia and Santera closer to you, they both hesitate at first but eventually relax into your embrace. Santera leans her head against your shoulder while looking up at you with a soft smile, grateful for the affection and safety she feels in this moment. Valencia, however, remains stiff and unyielding, refusing to fully trust that you won't hurt her like everyone else has before. Despite this, she can't deny the comfort that comes from being close to you.

As you fall asleep on the couch, Valencia and Santera remain nestled in your embrace. The movie continues to play softly in the background, but neither of them seem interested anymore. Instead, they focus on the warmth and security that comes from being close to you. Santera drifts off to sleep soon after, her breathing slowing and deepening as she finds peace in this unexpected sanctuary. Valencia, however, remains awake for a while longer, thoughts swirling through her head about how much things have changed since your father left.

Finally, exhaustion wins out over Valencia's anger and resentment, and she too drifts off to sleep. In her dreams, she finds herself back with her old master, being treated like the princess she once believed herself to be. The warmth of your body and the comforting scent of you lull her into a deep slumber, leaving her blissfully unaware of the changes happening around her.

When morning comes, Santera wakes up first, careful not to disturb either of you.

As Santera wakes up and looks around, she realizes that neither you nor Valencia are awake yet. She watches your peaceful sleeping faces with a mixture of gratitude and curiosity. Despite everything, these past few days have been some of the best ones she can remember having in a long time, all thanks to Nick's kindness and understanding. Maybe things won't be so bad after all, she thinks to herself before deciding to wake you both up softly so that breakfast can be made.

"Nick?" Santera whispers softly, shaking your shoulder gently. "Time to get up." She smiles down at you, her expression a mix of concern and affection. Valencia, still asleep next to you, stirs slightly but doesn't wake up completely.

As you start to pet Valencia, Santera watches your interaction with interest. She notices how gently you touch her and the way she seems to relax under your hand. It makes her wonder what kind of person you really are, beneath all the layers of title and authority. Perhaps you're not so different from her new master after all?

Valencia groans and opens one eye blearily, glaring at you before realizing that she's still in your embrace. She blushes slightly and tries to pull away awkwardly, but your arm is firmly wrapped around her. "F-fine," she mutters, giving up on trying to escape. Santera watches the exchange with a mix of amusement and sympathy, wondering how long it will be before Valencia learns to trust you fully.