Four-thirty. Omega groans audibly at the thought. He might as well just stay up all night cleaning, then sleep after everyone goes to school. "Fine, if that's how it has to be, we'll do that. I can get groceries after I drop them off."

Then there's the training Maine wanted to do with him. Well, Gamma and Theta are old enough to help with the laundry and such. And if the house isn't up to Delta's standards, they'll live. "You won't need to be here every night. If you're here two nights and Epsilon's here two nights, that's four nights I can work. That's between three and four thousand a week. I think we can live on that, do you?"

Omega's question is only half-sarcastic. He's trusted Delta to keep the books for so long, he has no idea how much they need to live.