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Chapters will be written in turns. First chapter mine, second chapter CathlynnChristine and so on. Enjoy!

"Hello, hello!" CC sang as she walked into the dining room to see the family ready to be served their breakfast.

"Oh God," Niles groaned as he set the pancakes down on the table "What did I do so badly to deserve this?"

Fran nudged him in the ribs with a smirk which Niles smirked back to as CC just glared before sitting down at her usual spot.

"Daddy, look. I made a candle of my own at school today." Gracie walked up to her father after entering the dining room and handed him the candle she created.

"This is beautiful. Darling. Why don't we put it on the table and light it," he suggested before Gracie handed it over to Niles. He placed it on the table before he grabbed a lighter on the server and lit it before returning it to the server before he started dishing out each persons plate.

"Fran, can you pass the pancakes?" Brighton asked after already having four.

"Sure, B." She passed the pancakes over the candle as Max watched in horror.

"Miss Fine, be careful. Don't want you catching on fire."

"We don't?" CC muttered as she watched Niles drop her second plate of eggs down on the table. "Karma is a bitch, Miss Babcock," he said quietly before he walked back over to fill Fran's glass of milk.

"Did I give you permission to speak?" she asked with a tone, causing everyone to stare.

"I don't need a witch's permission to do anything unless I need a spell put on someone."

"CC, Niles, stop it this instant," Maxwell ordered.

"That's probably how long she lasts in bed," he smirked before that was the last straw and she lunged over the table, taking Niles by the throat and starting to choke him as everyone started to freak out; Brighton and Maggie trying to pull CC off and Fran and Max trying to pull Niles away.

"Miss Babcock, you're on fire!" Fran shouted as the candle caught to CC's blouse.

CC, thinking it was compliment, smiled. "Thank you, Nanny Fine."

"No! You're literally on fire!"

CC quickly looked down to see the hot mess growing on her chest and screamed before she pulled back, ripping her blouse open before pulling it off and stomping on it. Everyone stopped in shocked as CC was standing there in her pencil skirt and lacy bra.

Niles and Brighton couldn't stop staring at CC's chest as Maxwell tried to look away.

"Um.. Miss Babcock, why don't I get you something to wear." Fran quickly got up from the table and ran to CC, taking her hand and pulling her out of the dining room toward the stairs.

Niles' eyes were still wide as saucers as they stayed on the spot CC once was.

"Well.. that was interesting..." Gracie said, deciding to break the silence.

"Did you see her boo-!"

"Brighton!" Max shouted, wanting to stop him from finishing his sentence.

"What?" he yelled back, shocked by his father's raised voice. He slowly bent down and picked up CC's blouse before holding it in his lap.

"Brighton!"

'Niles; still in shocked, excused himself before he walked into the kitchen.

"I'm going to kill that Servant!" CC shouted once they got inside Fran's room.

"It wasn't Niles' fault that you caught your shirt on fire," she said as she turned from rummaging through her closet.

CC shot Fran a glare that could kill and she quickly turned back to find something that would fit CC's large bust. "If he wasn't saying those things to me, then I wouldn't have had to throttle him. Needless to say, he made me do it and he made he catch my blouse on fire."

"What about this one?" Fran asked as she turned around with a blue sweater. This was during my fat ye- Fat Albert days" she grinned, knowing that could serve a punch in the face by the Bitch of Broadway.

"I guess I can try it." She took it from her before she slipped it over her head. It fit her form perfection, maybe in the slightest bit snug and she turned to look in the mirror to see she had incredible cleavage in it as well.

"Great, I look like a hoochie mama."

Downstairs, Niles was staring out in space as his hands were on the back counter facing toward the wall.

"My God, she- I- I can't even think straight. That body-"

"Was hot," Brighton finished as he walked into the kitchen causing Niles to quickly turn around, beat red. "Master Brighton, what are you doing? Do you need something?"

"Nah, I'm just putting this candle away. Dad says we don't need any more accidents but I'm pretty sure I could see that happen again," he smirked.

"Master Brighton, that's not very appropriate."

"Neither is ripping your shirt off at the breakfast table. But CC did it."

"Did what?' CC asked as she entered the kitchen from upstairs.

Niles and Brighton turned to see the blond walking down the stairs and both the men stared instantly at her chest.

My God she's ravishing, Niles thought.

Look at her boobs! Brighton's mind spoke at the same time.

"Uh we were just saying that you made yourself successful so Niles could do it one day too."

"Ha, I think he's thirty years over due for that," she said letting out her sultry laugh afterward that only made Niles twitch between his legs instantly.

"Do you ever get tired of making fun of others?"

CC thought a moment. "No." She walked to the fridge and grabbed a soda before pulling back the tap and taking a long sip. When she removed it from her mouth, she noticed the boy staring at her. "What?"

Brighton quickly came out of his thoughts to look up at her face. "Uh nothing. Um, Miss Babcock, do you need help today with anything? Maybe with filing or something? Something we'd need to do together?" Niles slapped his hand to his forehead as CC looked at him like he had three heads.

"What?"

"Master Brighton, why don't you just go get ready for school?"

Brighton sighed before he quietly walked toward the swinging door. "This isn't over," he said with squinted eyes and his finger pointing at them both before he left the room.

"What is is problem?" She finally asked once he was out of sight.

Niles, knowing exactly what he was trying to do, just shrugged since he was feeling the same way. She looked absolutely gorgeous at this moment and he wanted to be around her as much as possible only he knew that incapable of happening. "Would you like some coffee? I have some left."

"Why are you being nice to me? "She asked cautiously.

"Well you did almost melt earlier. And being the ice queen, I'm surprised you didn't," he smirked before quickly checking out her chest once she rolled her eyes.

"Extra sugar, bell boy.'