บท 552: Chapter Five Hundred And Fifty-Two: He Smells Like Trouble

"Wow," Was the first word Neon muttered as soon as Akim brought them to their room. It was large, larger than their rooms at home. What could they do with all this space? Oh he knew, they could play ball in here! 

"Don't even think about that," Allen told him as if he knew what Neon had been thinking about. 

"Could you give Neon a break?" Ailee scolded her brother who's always picking on Neon. 

There were about three canopy beds diagonal to each other and from their colors, the kids respectively claimed theirs. 

"Wow, yellow is my favorite color," Neon was enthusiastic and hopped on the bed. 

"How did you guys know I love purple?!" Ailee was delirious with Joy, jumping onto the bed as well.

"Yeah! Blue!" Allen didn't sound as enthusiastic as the others. Blue wasn't really his thing? Well, until now. Neon's yellow suddenly seemed much appealing - Allen was fickle.