The group walk back into the dorm room with Starlight sighing deeply as Alexander throws his messenger bag onto the sofa.

"You honestly don't know the meaning of gentle, do you?" Starlight asks sitting down in the armchair.

"Oh, I know how to be 'gentle', just not today..." Alexander states as he hangs up his blazer on the coat rack near the kitchen.

"I still think you overdid it just a bit... I mean... Half the class is a bit excessive." Edward states sitting down on the sofa.

"Mr Biceps just kept sending 'em up... Who was I to complain?" Alexander states as he walks into the kitchen to get out multiple woks from the cupboards.

"You could have seriously injured someone..." Starlight adds folding her arms.

"Seriously injured? Shit, I was aiming for at least maiming them." Alexander chuckles pulling out a big bag of rice.

"Are you any less stressed?" Twilight asks sitting on the bean bag where it was left this morning.

"He is cooking, so, I'm going to wager that's a no... It's normally take-out unless he is stressed." Edward sighs deeply.

"What is the big story behind him hating cooking, yet he does it when stressed or something?" Starlight asks, making Alexander sigh.

"The short version is we used to have a maid at the Night estate who taught me how to cook when I was young." Alexander states as he begins to cut up various vegetables.

"I notice there is a 'was' in that sentence." Twilight comments.

"While cooking became a good stress relief... It's also a reminder of them, they passed away a few years later." Alexander states as he begins to cook rice in four separate woks on the stove using magic.

"That's quite a sad story... Not sure exactly how I'm supposed to respond to that." Starlight states perplexed.

"Think of something or don't, doesn't matter to me. I'm able to create good food, so it's something." Alexander states adding in the chopped ingredients.

"I've been meaning to ask, but what exactly are these houses we keep hearing about? If we're going to be stuck here we should know how the social ladder works." Twilight asks looking at Edward.

Edward looks at Alexander who shakes his head.

"It's you this time, I'm busy." Alexander states getting out a rice cooker to place some more rice in.

"I guess... Well, in total there are four great houses on the island. There is Wyvern House, which we are in. Hydra House, representing the mighty multi-headed sea beast. Golem House, which represents the sentinel of the earth and Valkyrie House which depicts the maiden of lightning. Each one, as I'm sure you have noticed represents an element like fire, water, earth and lightning. The houses are named as such for just a few of the ancient familiars Merlin used to command." Edward explains.

"Okay, that sounds logical... Why are the uniforms different colours then?" Starlight asks, crossing her legs.

"We lost a bet..." Alexander states from the kitchen.

"With who? Because it seems all the houses have switched uniforms with their opposite element." Twilight asks.

"The chancellor... Basically the head of our academy and the circle of magi on the island." Edward explains, taking off his blazer.

"W-what? The houses lost a bet to the chancellor and now all the uniforms are switched?" Starlight asks confused.

"Pretty much. Should be over soon, though. It'll be nice to have red back than blue." Alexander comments, placing bowls of fried rice on the coffee table.

Twilight looks puzzled as Alexander carries a fifth bowl to the end of the corridor past their bedroom and bathroom. Placing it on the floor, he knocks a few times before leaving it. Coming back to the living he takes a seat on the sofa as he takes his bowl, looking back to the corridor Twilight can see the bowl is gone.

"W-what the..." Twilight stutters confused.

"Lucita lives underneath our room in a pocket dimension basement." Edward explains making Alexander groan.

"That's how she knew about us then..." Starlight mutters.

"I don't hate my sister per say... It's a complicated thing to try and explain." Alexander sighs before eating some rice.

"I see... So, you hate your sister?" Starlight asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah, I hate my sister." Alexander replies quickly.

"That was pointless... Given we are throwing backstories around, Edward, what is yours?" Twilight asks, turning to Edward.

"There isn't much of a backstory to him. Rich kid from a working class family, who smith metal on his father's side and his mother is an astronomer. He has a younger brother and doesn't really use his money for much, less we rope him into paying for stuff." Alexander states leaning back in his seat.

"Son of a... You just simplified an overly complicated and emotional backstory." Edward frowns.

"Yours really isn't that emotional... Nor overly complicated." Alexander deadpans.

"I know, but still... I could have made it out to be. I mean, yours is more of a train wreck on acid than anything else." Edward comments.

"So, basically what we are saying here is that in comparison... My family and backstory is a train wreck on acid which sees more drama than a fricken soap opera and yours is mundane as hell... Did I leave out anything?" Alexander asks, placing his finished bowl on the coffee table.

"Hmm... Nothing I can think of, although your grandparents are worse-" Edward begins, but his mouth is shut by magic.

"Stop! You don't know what you're doing!" Alexander begins as a hatch opens up at the end of the hall past the bathroom.

"I swear to every single last god if you even continue that sentence, I'll fucking kill you! Do not invoke that kinda hell around here!" Lucita states before shutting the hatch.

"What the hay was that all about?" Starlight asks looking confused as she finished her dinner.

"Let's just say... However bad my father is... He is nothing compared to grandpa... Like, you don't even know." Alexander grimaces.

"Okay then... Well, that's backstories out of the way, I guess..." Twilight sighs deeply.

A muffled tone comes from beside them as Edward tries to say something making Alexander raise an eyebrow.

"What the... Oh, shit." Alexander removes the muffle spells.

"Bastard... I was going to say before you muffled me. Well, it's not exactly it, but it's included in the after part. What are we going to do about their clothes?" Edward looks at the mares.

"What about 'em?" Alexander questions.

"They're going to need more than the uniforms and clothes they came here in. What kind of 'masters' would we be if we didn't care for our familiar's basic needs." Edward states standing up as he takes the bowls to the kitchen.

"I guess... I really didn't want to go to Rare's Threads anytime soon." Alexander stands to stretch.

"Just because the owner stalks you a tiny bit, you go all paranoid." Edward comes back into the living room.

"That and I owe her sister money..." Alexander admits.

"What the hell did you bet on this time?!" Edward crosses his arms.

"I bet on the nerd club this week." Alexander sighs deeply making Edward slap his face.

"You idiot... What possessed you to bet on Chris?" Edward asks picking up his bag.

"I didn't anticipate my sister coming out of nowhere to fuck things up..." Alexander picks up his own bag.

"Get rekted sucker!" Lucita exclaims from below them.

Both of them groan as the mares share a confused expression.

"I guess we can take care of the clothes tomorrow. I need to pay a visit to Jerry anyway, we're getting a little bit low on a few things." Alexander leaves the room heading to the bedroom.

"We'll see you two in the morning then, goodnight." Edward leaves the living too.

"Well... That was interesting. Tomorrow might be exciting." Twilight states.

"You're kidding, right? This is going to be meme central tomorrow in the village..." Starlight sighs deeply as she flops back in the armchair.

Author's Notes:

Well, this chapter took a little bit of work to finish in time. Thanks to my sleep pattern messing up halfway through the week I lost the juice to continue the chapter as I couldn't think of anything. Thankfully, it's a two-man bus. I mean, it's more a filler chapter than anything with some backstory. Next chapter should prove to be more interesting and have a lot more references.