Arach let out a long, heavy sigh, his six arms finally dropping completely to his sides as he accepted the apologies from Sephiran and Vermi. The thick tension in the chamber was finally starting to loosen up.
But just as the family was beginning to feel okay again... a sound echoed through the tunnels that made everyone instantly freeze.
It wasn't a gentle, welcoming call. It was a loud, booming roar that sounded less like a woman and more like a ravenous apex dinosaur marking its territory.
"DINNER IS READY! GET IN HERE BEFORE I DRAG YOU IN!"
The warmth completely drained from the room. The siblings exchanged wide-eyed, terrified glances. Suddenly, nobody felt okay anymore.
The issue lay heavily on the hive's current chore rotation. Dyralfa was technically a caretaker alongside Frovian, but because of her pride, she always insisted on handling the housekeeping—specifically, the cooking.
