[center][h2]Cicero Monacelli[/h2][/center]

Cicero, nearly fainted in Rieko's should felt her movement towards to dining hall. His head bobbed with dizziness with each step she took. Her heart beat gave him something to count his own to. His lips were dry with dehydration and with the rush of scents that filled the air as she stepped into room began to breath life in him. 

Cicero's stomach ached, felt hallow and small. He took in deep breaths, each one shooting pain down his throat to his empty stomach. As Rieko neared the table the smell of cheese filled his senses, he knew this scent anywhere. He wriggled out of her arms, dropping to the floor and proceeded to crawl towards the buffet. With a hand clenched around the clothe that covered the buffet to pulled himself up until he was eye level with the cheese. In one movement he grabbed a fistful of cheese and stuffed it into his mouth. Each piece was barely swallowed as it ran through him and landed in his stomach. 

The little boy fingered his way to a slice of honey chicken and stuffed that into his mouth as well, barely giving himself time to chew between bites. His stomach began to hurt from lack of sustenance for so long. His vision began to come more into focus, the fog that surrounded his sight was slowly lifting. He stumbled to the end of the table where he found a glass of water. He picked it up and began to drink it. Water dripped down the sides of the cup and down the front of his shirt. He grabbed another cup and repeated until a pool of water began to form under his feet.

Finally Cicero grabbed an éclair and waddled his way over to the dining room table where he began eating the dessert. At the last bite, his head slumped down onto the table and he fell asleep.