"Well...alright then." Not even Phillip could hide the note of sadness present in his voice, and his working soon became more slowed and less vigorous. Noticing this strange behavior, Ariel walked right up to him and smirked in his face.

"Is the young master perhaps feeling....young love?" Phillip tensed at those words, to which the maid only giggled at his upfront reaction. "My, my, look how red the young master's face is getting!"

"T-That's not true! Well....Amy is nice. And she needs our help, so I can't just sit around and do nothing! I'll work harder...for her." Ariel leaned back, obviously impressed by his words. Despite this, she herself couldn't hide the note of sadness reflected off her eyes.

"Hmm. You two are perfect for each other," she said lightly.

Little to them both, the Henderson family were now beginning their trial of Amy's parents.