#also squeak is very happy with her stocking she was trying to attack one of the toys whilst it was still in the packaging hehe

[timoswerner]

MERRY CHRISTMAS

[worryinglyinnocent]

Fic: Questions and Kisses

Well, I’ve jumped on the sutherelle bandwagon! I think my interpretation is slightly different to other people’s but hey, it’s not like we’ve got any canon to work from and variety is the spice of life, right?

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Summary: Sutherelle. Principal Private Secretary Belle helps prepare a nerve-wracked new Prime Minister for his first PMQ session, and they reflect on their long-standing relationship and where it might be going.

Rated: G

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Questions and Kisses

The first thing that Belle French heard as she walked towards the cabinet meeting room of Number 10 Downing Street was the sound of her boss losing his breakfast in the bathroom.

She paused outside the door and knocked politely.

“Sir, are you all right?”

She was answered by a low Scottish growl telling her to go forth and multiply in no uncertain terms, and Belle just smiled.

“You know I’m not going anywhere, sir.”

The growling stopped in favour of more retching, and Belle leaned against the wall. She felt like she was going to be here for a while, but they were on a tight schedule today and needed to get a move on.

An undersecretary walked past, looked at Belle, then the locked door, and then back to Belle with a worried expression.

“Is he all right?”

Belle nodded. “I’ll get him sorted out in time, don’t worry.”

She had been sorting out Robert Sutherland ever since she had arrived at the Houses of Parliament for her first day as a private secretary, more years ago now than she cared to remember. The irascible backbencher for Glasgow North had already seen off at least three secretaries, but Belle had stood her ground and within two weeks, they were firm friends and Sutherland had begged her to stay with him for the rest of his political career.

And Belle had done so. She had been by his side as he had risen through the ranks of the ministries, finally becoming party leader and now, after a fraught general election that had come down to the wire, Prime Minister.

She was Principal Private Secretary to the Prime Minister, one of the highest ranking positions in the civil service, and she was currently trying to get the man to come out of a bathroom.

She knocked again.

“Sir, you can’t stay in there all day, much as you would like to.”

“I can if I want.”

“No, you can’t, sir.”

There was no response, and Belle sighed. She was used to Sutherland’s anxiety and the associated nausea and petulance. No one who saw him in action in the Commons would ever believe that ten minutes prior he’d been a nervous wreck receiving a pep talk from his secretary, but Belle was well-known throughout parliament as the very essence of discretion and it was joked that she kept more government secrets than MI5.

“Sir. Sir. Mr Sutherland.” She smacked the door. “Bob! If you don’t get your arse out here now, then so help me…”

The undersecretary squeaked and ran away lest the Prime Minister suddenly appear and vent his anger.

The door opened and Sutherland peered around it.

“You never call me Bob.”

“I do when I want to get you out of small spaces. Come on, let’s get you freshened up and off to make your fortune on London’s golden streets, Dick Whittington.”

“I’m Prime Minister, not Lord Mayor.”

“Well, if you want me to stop purposefully using incorrect analogies then you might want to get out here and get ready for work.”

Sutherland glared at her and disappeared back inside the bathroom. Belle heard the toilet flush and the sink gurgling, and a moment later he came out. She looked him up and down.

“Have to say it, sir, you’re not looking great right now.”

“Thanks, I’m sure you look gorgeous after you’ve spent half an hour with your head in a toilet.”

“You look like you’ve been at a rave all night.”

“I have been. The rave in my head telling me that everything’s going to go horribly wrong.”

Belle could empathise. She’d always stayed in the background, content to be part of the invisible civil service machine that kept parliament running smoothly. She’d never been the public figurehead of all those interconnected cogs like Sutherland had to be.

“Come on, sir,” she said gently. “You need to look calm, professional and completely unruffled today of all days. I’m not letting you walk into that chamber looking like you do now. Did you shave this morning?”

Sutherland shook his head and held up a quivering hand. “I thought that scruffy would look better than missing an ear.”

Belle corralled him towards the stairs up to the Prime Minister’s private apartment, despite his protests that they had to leave in ten minutes. They weren’t very strong protests, probably because Belle knew that he didn’t particularly want to leave the safety of Downing Street to brave the House of Commons, but he had to keep up appearances.

She pushed him into the bathroom.

“Shirt off.”

“Are you propositioning me, Miss French?”

“Of course, sir, it has absolutely nothing to do with me not wanting to get shaving foam on your shirt.” She had already located all the various tools she required, and she was wondering if she really ought to know so much about her boss’s private life. On reflection though, he didn’t really have all that many others who knew him as well as she did. He had no family to speak of. He’d had a wife who’d left him on the same day he’d been appointed shadow Defence Secretary, and Belle hadn’t seen her since.

It had been Belle who’d listened to all his speeches as he practised them in front of the mirror in his office. It had been Belle who’d kept refilling his coffee when he’d been working on a draft bill that had to pass or else he’d be a laughing stock within his own party. It had been Belle who’d gone up to his Glasgow constituency with him and argued with his campaign manager until she was blue in the face, defending his corner and always getting her way like the force of nature Sutherland had always described her as.

It had been Belle who’d stayed up all night with him during the general election, watching the results roll in and watching the seats gradually change colour in their favour until the majority was there, slim but undeniable.

It had been Belle he’d hugged in joy at their victory, and Belle who’d hoped that he’d never let go of her.

She knew that it was a cliché, bosses falling for their secretaries and vice versa, especially when it came to politicians. She knew that if anything were to happen between them, then the press would have a field day speculating if a torrid affair with Belle was the reason for Sutherland’s divorce seven years ago.

She knew all that, and yet she still couldn’t help wanting it. For all he was her boss, he’d also become her closest friend and confidante; their relationship went both ways. The level of trust between them was such that she was now shaving his face in readiness for the first Prime Minister’s Questions session of the new government.

“I can’t do this,” Sutherland muttered as Belle finished up and he wiped off the cream.

“What can’t you do, sir?”

“PMQ’s.”

“You’ve done hundreds of PMQ’s sessions in your time, Mr Sutherland. I seem to remember one spectacular occasion whilst you were still a backbencher that got you a standing ovation from half the house. Including from the opposite party. The speaker nearly had a heart attack.”

“I know that! I’ve never done PMQ’s when I’ve been the PM before! It’s very different when you’re the one being bombarded with questions instead of the one doing the bombarding.”

“We’ve already drafted all your answers; you’re going to be fine.”

“I know that!”

“Also, I hate to be the one to state the obvious, but you were the one who wanted to be Prime Minister.”

“I know that!” Sutherland sighed, attempting to retie his tie for the fourth time before giving up and letting Belle do it. “Will you be there?”

“No, sir, I’ll be in your office dealing with your fan mail.”

“I don’t have any fan mail.”

“In that case, I’ll be in your office dealing with your hate mail.”

Sutherland scowled at her, and Belle gave him a benign smile as her phone chirruped.

“Car’s outside. Time to knock ‘em dead.”

X

As soon as he stepped into the chamber and took his place behind the despatch box, Sutherland’s nausea subsided. This was his home, after all. He’d been a politician for over twenty-five years, and the Houses of Parliament were more familiar to him than his own house in Scotland.

As the questions got underway, he relaxed further. Being on the other side of the chamber wasn’t so different after all. He glanced up at the gallery and almost had to double take when he saw Belle sitting there, grinning down at him. Of course she was there. She’d always been there when he needed her. When they had started out in the Commons, they were both practically alone in the quagmire of British politics; was it any wonder that they’d become such close friends and allies over the course of their careers?

Something pulled painfully in his heart. Belle had so much potential within the civil service, and he’d selfishly kept her with him instead of letting her spread her wings and move up into the upper echelons of top government departments. She could have been running the show by now. As it was, she was just running him. By dint of being his private secretary and answering directly to the Prime Minister, she ranked extremely highly in the service, but he couldn’t help thinking that she could have moved higher if he had let her go, rather than tying her career to his so closely.

She’d never expressed any desire to move on from him; she’d always seemed happy enough to stay by his side, but then again, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever actually asked her outright about her career plans.

By the time the session was over, his colleagues were congratulating him on a very successful first PMQ’s, Sutherland was beginning to wonder why he’d been worried in the first place, which was generally always his reaction after some important event that Belle had found him throwing up before. He was smiling as he made his way back to the Prime Minister’s office to find Belle waiting for him.

“I don’t know how you always manage to get to my office before I do, even if you’ve been at the other end of the building,” he said. “I’m beginning to think that the civil service has secret passages through the walls.”

“No, we’ve just mastered the art of teleportation,” Belle replied blithely. She smiled, hoping off her desk where she’d been perched and coming over to hug him.

“I told you it would be all right.”

“I know you did.” He didn’t want to let go. He felt safe in Belle’s arms. He always had done. Belle didn’t seem to be making any move to pull away, and he looked at her.

Her lips were so plump and kissable, her lipstick worn away where she’d been biting her lip, as nervous as he was in her own way, but far better at hiding it until after the fact. Her eyes were so very blue, and searching his face for something, anything, to tell her what she ought to do next.

Sutherland took the initiative, pressing his lips against hers and pulling her in close.

Belle melted against him, her hands coming up to run through his hair. Kissing her just felt so right, and he wondered why they hadn’t done it before. At least he didn’t feel as much guilt about keeping her with him now. She evidently wanted to be here just as much as he wanted her to be here.

She broke away, licking her lips, her eyes bright.

“That was…” Sutherland began. “Well, that was… Wow.”

“I quite agree, sir.”

“We’re kissing, please don’t call me sir.”

“As you wish.” Her smile was cheeky. “But you’ve always been sir to me. It’s ceased to have any connotations of authority and now it’s just a term of endearment. Sir.”

Sutherland kissed her again in an attempt to shut her up, but she pulled away, a giggle threatening to break free with every word that she spoke.

“Don’t forget that you’ve got the introductory meeting with the green belt protection committee at DEFRA at three. And then there’s…”

She tailed off under another kiss.

“Just let me enjoy this moment, Belle,” Sutherland pleaded. “I’ve been wanting to do that for God only knows how long.”

“I’ve been wanting you to do that for just as long. Maybe longer.” She gave a contented sigh, resting her head against his shoulder. “What happens now?”

“I have absolutely no idea.”

The thought of it didn’t worry him as much as he thought it perhaps ought to have done. Considering the amount of things he could panic about when left alone with just his own thoughts for company, he wasn’t panicking about this at all. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that this was Belle, and no matter what happened, Belle had always been there for him and had always told him that everything was going to be all right. Whenever Belle was around, Sutherland knew that everything would work out in the end, and even if it didn’t work out, then she would be there to help him pick up the pieces.

There were a lot of things that could go horribly wrong, and he had always been one to look for the clouds behind the silver linings. In his experience, it was best to prepare for the worst and that way, everything else that happened would be a nice surprise. Belle had often expressed incredulity at how someone as pessimistic and highly strung as he was had managed to become a major public figure whom, the polls kept saying, the voters actually trusted to bring them into a brighter future.

He’d always joked that he saved up his optimism for putting on show to the public so Belle only ever saw his more misanthropic side. She constantly saw him at his worst. Hell, just this morning she’d had to practically drag him out of the bathroom. Yet she was still here, still wanted to be here, content in his embrace. Part of him kept thinking that maybe this was all a very well-choreographed dream and he’d wake up back in Downing Street in a minute.

“I’d ask you out to dinner but I don’t think that it would be all that romantic an occasion,” he said.

Belle laughed. “Yes, what with secret service bodyguards and journalists looking for a scoop, I don’t think that it would be very intimate, and I’ve been working here long enough to know that the food in the House is absolutely atrocious. Dinner would be lovely, though.”

They both knew what she was suggesting, and it made sense. After all, Belle spent so much time in Downing Street that it was a second home to her; Sutherland had only been moved in for less than a month and Belle was already keeping a change of clothes in her office for when they’d been working so late she didn’t want to go home. The Downing Street Chief of Staff hadn’t been entirely in jest when he’d suggested setting up a camp-bed for her under the cabinet meeting table.

“There’s no vote tonight, so we should be able to get back fairly swiftly,” Sutherland agreed. “And if the worst comes to the worst, we can order in. I’m sure that it would make someone’s day, delivering to Downing Street. I could make someone famous as the person who delivered the Prime Minister’s pizza.”

Belle snorted, her shoulders shaking as she tried to muffle her laughter. Finally she composed herself and looked up at him.

“At any rate, we need to celebrate today’s success,” she said. “One session down, and hopefully several more to go.”

“Will you be there for them?”

Belle smiled, and went up on her tiptoes to kiss him again, firmly and deliberately.

“Of course I will.”

Even if their fledgling relationship didn’t go the distance, Sutherland knew that he could rely on Belle to have his back whatever the world of politics might throw at him.

There was a timid knock on the office door, and it briefly occurred to him that he had work to do and he probably ought to stop kissing Belle and get on with running the country, but he wanted to enjoy the moment for just a little while longer.

“Erm, Prime Minister… Oh.”

The door closed again as soon as it had opened, and Sutherland wondered if he’d succeeded in scarring an intern for life on their first day on the job, before deciding that it was a risk he was willing to take.

The country could wait a little while longer.

[naferty]

It was a close vote! Thank you, everyone, for helping me decide! For Halloween, here is Peter’s first Halloween for the Stroganoff au!

“Who’s the cutest little pumpkin that I have ever seen? Is it you? Is it?”

Peter blinked up at him with a gummy smile and legs kicking, making Tony’s heart melt.

“That’s right, it’s you! Yes, it is,” Tony cooed, unable to help himself. His pup was inside a pumpkin costume. The black spots making up the carved eyes and mouth on his fluffed middle and a mushroom cap on his head with a green stem sticking out on top. Perhaps Tony was being biased, but no one could deny his kid was the cutest tyke around. Whoever said otherwise can fight him on it.

And today he was going to show the world.

Peter’s first Halloween, and by default, his first ever little holiday. Tony had been looking forward to this, having picked out his pup’s costume the moment stores began stocking their shelves with candy and illegal amounts of orange. Steve might have thought him silly for it but the alpha was just as guilty as he was, planning the day down to the T weeks prior.

Leave it to Steve to make sure everything was absolutely safe for his mate and child on this night where ghosts and spooks and really inappropriate firefighters wander the streets freely.

“How are my favorite vampire and pumpkin doing?”

Speak of the alpha. Steve was standing by the doorway with his tattered costume dangling on his person and wolf ears sticking up on the top of his head. On his hands were fur-covered gloves and on the ripped patches of the costume fake fur was sprouting. The fond smile the alpha was giving them was made ridiculous with the sharp canines peeking through his lips.

Tony grinned to reveal his own. “They’re doing great and are ready to get this going.”

“Buck and Nat are ready and waiting and Happy just arrived. I’ll grab the bag and meet you at the door.”

Tony turned back to Peter. “You hear that? Uncle Bucky and aunt Nat are here. Let’s go see them.” Through his excited wiggling, Tony managed to lift his pup up and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek before heading to the front door.

Standing near it he found Bucky and Nat waiting. The pair was wearing matching ballerina costumes that appeared straight out of the Russian Nutcracker with a little dash of Halloween. Bones were painted over the limbs of the fabric and Tony barked out a laugh when he noticed them both sporting dark makeup around their eyes, making them look like raccoons.

“Bucky do your makeup for you?” He asked her. He’d seen it before and wouldn’t be surprised if she fell victim to it as well.

She shrugged with a smirk. “I figured if we do a matching costume I better go all out. He doesn’t have a career in makeup, but at least he’s consistent.”

“Yeah, he has the raccoon eyes down. No doubt I’ll go to him if I’m ever in the mood for shadow eyes.”

“He’s also right here and can hear you both just fine,” Bucky said with a wave. “Hand over my nephew. At least he doesn’t judge me.”

“Not yet anyway,” Tony obliged, carefully passing Peter over and preening when both alphas ‘aww’ at the image Peter created. Work well done if he said so himself.

“You ready for your first Halloween, Pete? Going to steal all the hearts around?” Bucky bounced the pup a little.

“Pretty sure you’re not going to get him back at the end of the night,” Natasha commented as she made faces at the pup, who gave her his adorable gummy smile and wiggled his arms against Bucky’s chest.  

Steve chose that moment to appear. The baby bag hanging on his shoulder. “We better damn well get him back at the end of the night. Heads will roll if not.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re head alpha. Intimidate and glare and growl. No one is taking him away, you punk,” Bucky was first out the door, followed closely by the rest. As stated, Happy was waiting for them, but surprisingly so was Jarvis. The elderly alpha had on his classic suit but for the festive spirit, he also wore a witch hat as well.

Tony had not been expecting to see the alpha for that night. “I thought you were going to spend the evening handing candy out to the kids.”

“I had planned to, yes,” Jarvis nodded, “but Master Rogers asked me here to help.”

“I also asked if you could stop calling me ‘Master Rogers’ but you continue to be stubborn about it.” Jarvis hadn’t even attempted to appear innocent, making Steve snort. “I thought maybe it’d be nice to have him help when Peter gets tired. Have fun with friends with no worries and Jarvis gets to spend time with the pup.”

“Which I will happily do so.”

“If you’re sure, Jarvis. I don’t want to ruin your night.” Tony hated being a nuisance to his old caregiver, especially when his old bones weren’t what they used to be.

“Nonsense.” The elderly alpha opened the door of the black limo for them, successfully taking half of Happy’s job for the night. Not one to be outdone, Happy offered the infant car seat to them as Tony and Natasha were first to pile in.

Peter was safely buckled in and the rest of them got comfortable in their seats with Jarvis taking passenger side up front and Happy driving. The ride to Rhodey and Carol’s place was short. The two-story building standing tall and proud with spider webbing and spooky ghosts floating on the walls and doors and pumpkins decorating the edges of the house. Tony had to admire the pair’s work as they walked up to the front door. Even little tombstones were set up to lead their way to the party.

A knock on the door and it was Rhodey who welcomed them. His costume consisting of white wrappings around his face, neck, and arms in a very poor attempt of a mummy.

“You didn’t even try!” Tony felt betrayed, nonetheless going for a hug.

“Hey, I had to plan and get everything for this party,” Rhodey happily returned it, “I wasn’t going to let Carol anywhere near the decorations. They’d go missing. Didn’t get enough time to search for a costume.”

“Fine. I guess I’ll let you off the hook.”

“And I’ll forgive you for being late to my party.”

“Fashionably late.”

“No difference. All of you get in here. Everyone’s been waiting to see the star of the night.”

Rhodey waved them inside, welcoming and offering drinks to Happy waiting inside the limo, who kindly declined. The driver bid a quick goodbye and told them he’d be around the neighborhood to pick them up later.

“Jarvis, good to see you,” Rhodey offered a hand.

“Likewise, Master Rhodes,” Jarvis kindly shook it. “Anywhere, in particular, you want me?”

“Besides over with the others and having fun hopefully?”

“The night is still young. We will see.”

“I’ll take it. Come on, this way.” Rhodey led them down inside to where a large majority was gathered. They turned the corner just in time to see Clint yank his head up from a basin full of water just outside the window and everyone clapping in joy for him. In his mouth was an apple that he was trying to grin around.

Rhodey chose the moment everyone’s laughter and clapping died down to announce their presence. “Guess who’s finally here!”

Everyone and their mother lifted a drink in a cheer for them.

“About time!” In much Van Dyne Fashion, Jan came barreling down, pushing anyone else trying to reach them first out of the way. Her sparkling fairy wings helping along by attacking them all with glitter. “I’ve been waiting forever to see this little guy again.”

“Jan you just saw him yesterday,” Tony said fondly. Peter blinked at them from his arms.

“Feels like forever.”

Carol soon joined them. Cat ears sticking up from her blonde hair. “Trying to keep him away from us? We know your tricks.”

“As if we could. Both of you will break the door down while Pepper called the repairmen at the same time.”

“Aww, aren’t you the cutest little pumpkin I ever did see,” Jan cooed at the pup, squeaking when Peter chose that moment to sneeze. Carol was not far in joining her in the cooing. In fact, once everyone made sure they weren’t holding drinks or their costumes didn’t have sharp points, they began migrating over to their area to fawn over the pup.

Among them was Clint with wet hair from his bobbing for apples adventure and a penguin onesie. Sam was wearing a similar onesie that was of a giraffe and, as if they had planned a trio, Bruce was also wearing a onesie and was a proud turtle among the spooks. Thor, with his golden mane and his nose painted dark, appeared very much of the cowardly lion and Jane stood next to him to as Dorothy. A sulking Loki was the tin man and had probably been nagged to join in the festivities by his brother and there hiding behind a sofa was Hank in all his glorious lack of costume self.

Somewhere in the corner was a brooding Nick Fury with Maria Hill. Both wearing wizard hats. An odd sight for bosses to create. They were probably coerced into coming by Carol, most likely. Tony’s own boss, Pepper, with her bright red outfit representing little red riding hood, was making her way along with the others. Tony’s dearest friend May and her husband Ben were with her and May looked ready to take anyone stopping her from reaching her goal down.

Together they all created a sea of smiles as they stampeded their way towards them. Plenty of smiles. A lot of smiles, and not a single one aimed at him or at Steve. No, they were all meant for one tiny person and Tony wouldn’t have it any other way.

He had to back up a little when they all gathered around him. A bit overwhelmed and fearing they might accidentally push him down. Steve’s steady hand on his back helped him remain steady. In his arms, Peter was bombarded with ‘hello’s’ and kisses and so much attention Tony was surprised the pup didn’t immediately get fussy from so much stimulation. In fact, Peter basked in it and seemed to happily suck up everything they gave him with little trouble. His arms and legs waving excitedly before freezing in place when a new face came forward only to continue all over again when they began making funny faces. All the while Tony preened as they complimented Peter’s appearance and looks.

He had to admit. He and Steve made a pretty cute kid.

“Get the feeling you won’t be getting your mate and pup back for a while,” Bucky said to Steve. In his hand was a drink he managed to snatch while everyone stampeded over.

“From the preening I see, I don’t think he minds it one bit,” Natasha said through the sip of her drink. “Showing them off, Steve?”

“Can’t a fella be proud?” Sometime during the mobbing, Steve ended up being pushed back, leaving Tony to fend for himself. Steve wasn’t worried. He knew their friends were careful and he trusted them. It was probably why he wasn’t growling for them all to get back.

Nat had to give it to him. “Guess he can. I’d be proud, too.”

“Come on, Punk. Bet I can still beat you at bobbing for apples,” Bucky challenged, chugging his drink down in one go before racing to the basin.

“As if!” Steve scoffed and chased after him.

[art-finds-a-way]

Kallora

"Are you sure this is the right way...?" asked Sabine doubtfully. "Hey, I spent half of my life in ventillation shafts, I know what I'm doing." answered Ezra like this was something to be proud of. "Eeeehm..." as looking down from behind the bars though he got unsure. "It has to be somewhere here… Lets check behind that corner." With that Ezra turned right and after a few more meters he reached another ventilation grille. "This is it! I told you I will find it. One perfectly stocked storage room!" "Great, then lets get done with this quickly, we need quite a few things to collect and don't have much time to do so. Hera said the rebel cell we're helping out will do a big operation tonight and they need as much gear as possible, especially stormtrooper gear." urged Sabine but before Ezra could open the ventilation grille his senses warned him. "Wait, someone's coming." They both froze looking down through the bars as two people walked in the storage room and they shared a shocked glance recognizing the couple. Tora didn't even have time to check if anyone was around to witness them as she got dragged in a dimly lit storage room, just as she didn't have time for anything else. As soon as the door closed behind her she felt a steady hand on her waist then another on her face and eager lips were already pressed to her own. Tora let out a surprised squeak as even her hat were knocked off of her head but she didn't resist the powerful, needy kiss. When they finally broke apart she held onto the huge wide arms till she regained herself. She couldn't say anything for long seconds as she got so off guard by the passionate greeting. "You-you can't just kidnap me like this!" she said the first thing that came to her mind, just to break the silence and shake off the hungry eyes which the tall and bulky man looked at her with. "I held a training session for the rookies, they surely wonder where I went..." "Oh I'm sure they have a pretty good idea…" smirked Kallus. "That's not funny, they might think we... that we... do more than we actually do..." "Well maybe we should do more than we acually do."   Tora rewarded the answer with hitting the agent in the chest with an open palm, accompanied with a very unapproving glance. Kallus just laughed as his body barely moved by the half-hearted attempt to push him. "You can't blame me though, we didn't see each other two weeks now!" "That's not true!" protested Tora as she picked up her hat from the ground and dusted if off. "We did meet!" Kallus grabbed the hat before Tora could put it back on her head and threw it on a crate carelessly meanwhile he sat down and reached out for the lieutenant's hand. "Exchanging datapads and sitting together for ten minutes in the mess hall twice a week while being surrounded by hundreds of other personnel doesn't count!" he said with slight irritation in his voice, holding the young woman's hand. "It does count!" protested Tora slightly offended. "It's not like we were galaxies apart! Also we met this much even before we—" "Exactly!" pointed out Kallus. "One would assume we spent more time together now that we're a couple!"   Tora for some reason felt hurt but also guilty and felt like she needed to explain herself. "I told you! I warned you that I'm not... I'm not fit to be in a relationship... You knew exactly, but you insisted it's fine!" Kallus closed his eyes as if regretting his words.   "I didn't mean it that way. I'm just being selfish I guess." he said with an unusual sheepish expression, unconsciously caressing the young woman's hand with his thumb. "I want you for myself, not for the Empire..." Tora's face heated up in a second. She often felt she isn't good enough to make Kallus happy, that he would need someone prettier, someone kinder, someone better... She was just broken goods, having no social skills at all, just horrible at relationships, all she knew was how to do her job. And yet, Kallus talked like this about her... It genuinely baffled her and also made her feel warm inside. "I-I want you for myself too..." she murmured barely audible, staring down at her boots with her face on fire. Talking about feelings really wasn't her strong suit and even if there were only the two of them present she barely could say out loud these words. "I'm sorry if it doesn't show." Kallus' eyes lit up and after a few seconds of silence he yanked the small hand he was holding onto and pulled the young woman to his lap. Tora stumbled as she got off guard again and she fell on her rare in the agent's lap who already embraced her tightly. After a moment of hesitation Tora decided to let her guard down too and leaned into the embrace, burying her face in her man's neck. A whole minute passed like this, just them silently enjoying each others company, breathing together. In the ventilation shaft Ezra and Sabine would have given everything in the world if they could have teleported out of there and didn't have to see and listen to two of their greatest enemies getting intimate like this. They shared a glance but as soon as their eyes met they both quickly looked the other way, it was way too embarrassing to be trapped there and be a witness to all of this. It was so much more easier to see imperials as faceless, evil machines without any emotions, so seeing them talking about their feelings, displaying affection was incredibly uncomfortable to watch.   "So" started Kallus finally. "I checked and apparently we both should be free tonight..." Tora raised her head and looked into Kallus' eyes biting her lip with a guilty expression. Kallus without even waiting for the answer sighed disappointed already knowing the rest. "I'm sorry... You know how we lost a lot of men in that last rebel attack and…" pleaded Tora. "I know, and you're the only one who can accept double and triple shifts on the whole base..."   Tora looked at Kallus intently but this time he didn't return her gaze. "You're right." she said finally. "You’re right. They can ask someone else." Kallus turned his head towards her so fast his neck cracked. "This night the Empire will have to excuse me, I'm going to be with my boyfriend." The agent just looked at her in wonder not believing what he just heard, but then his face turned into a gentle smile and he kissed the lieutenant sitting in his lap, long and slow, trying to convey his appreciation and affection. When they finally drew back Tora cleared her throat still somewhat embarrassed. "I-I should go back now. The rookies..." Her expression quickly turned into visible annoyance as reality hit her once again. "I don't even know why I have to deal with them..." she finished in a complaint, making obvious she hated her task. Kallus chuckled. "Probably they thought a once star cadet might have a good impression on them." "I wasn't a star cadet." scowled Tora. "Your scores and recommendations said otherwise." "How—" Tora's face darkened as realization hit her. "You read my files." "I work for the ISB." shrugged Kallus with a guilty expression. "Bad customs…" Tora didn't say anything but looked at him with a very unapproving glance. She wasn't sure why but she really didn't like the idea that Kallus read her personal files, despite she knew he had every right to do so working for the ISB. "You have to admit I needed to check who I was gonna dedicate myself to." tried to save himself Kallus with joking. "I have a reputation to keep." Tora still looked at him not impressed at all. "So, am I found worthy of the attention of the Imperial Security Bureau's high ranking agent?" "More than worthy." smirked Kallus leaning in for another kiss but this time Tora pushed him back and stood up. "I really need to go now, I don't want to give reasons for gossips..." she said while grabbing her discarded hat to finally put it back on. "You really think the troopers aren't talking about us?" asked Kallus with a skeptical smile as he stood up too. Tora was already at the open door when she looked back with the most unimpressed expression on her face. "I AM a trooper, I know exactly what they're talking about. And just for the record, mental torture, interrogation, my tolerance reached high levels in the last year." With that Tora vanished behind the door while Kallus laughed at the image of Tora's squad driving the poor woman crazy with their gossips and questions about her relationship, especially Kimbly and Uzakov. He waited a couple more moments then followed the redhead. As the door shut behind the agent Ezra turned to Sabine. "If there were two people in the galaxy who I never wanted to hear having a conversation like this, or seeing doing that, it is them..." "So they are together for real!" said Sabine in awe. "I always thought they're just like a joke everyone talks about. But to learn they're actually a thing..." she shook her head. "I won't be able to look at them the same way ever again..." "Yeah, me neither... Did you know someone could hold their breath for that long...?" "Ugh, Ezra!!" "What? That could be a useful talent in some situations..." "How about we don't talk about what they were doing, like ever again… and instead do what we came for?" "Alright, we have an operation to prepare, no time to waste." he said as he opened the ventilation grille and jumped down. "I almost feel sorry we will ruin their night. Almost..."

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Disclaimer: I can’t write and english isn’t my first language, please forgive me

[barpurplewrites]

Portraits in Stone

Happy, slightly-late, Birthday to the ever amazing @beastlycheese

Hope you like the lemonny goodness ;)

“Rumple? What are these for?”

Rumple gave a small sigh. It had seemed like such a good idea this morning, to have Belle help him sort the cupboards of lesser magical items. The job should have been done and dusted in a hour or two, but it was now approaching evening and they were barely halfway through. He'd forgotten to allow for Belle's insatiable curiosity. Add to that her total certainty that he wouldn't turn her into a toad for asking questions, and he'd spent most of the day explaining the workings and history of dozens of magical items.

It hadn't been a bad way to while away what would have been a dull day he supposed.

Belle was currently holding two smooth black rocks. Flat on one side and curve on the other, the two would fit together to create a polished egg about the size of a duck's. Rumple smiled, he'd not forgotten he had these little oddities, but he'd had no cause to spare them any thought since he'd traded for them.

“Aha! You might enjoy these.”

He plucked one of the stones from Belle's hand and whirled around to conceal what he was about to do from her. The squeak of irritation she let out as she tried to dodge around him made him titter.

“Uh-uh-uh.” His wagging finger caused her to pout at him, but with only a small huff she allowed herself to be shooed back a few paces. He wouldn't accept that challenging look from anyone else, but Belle was different, his caretaker was bound to be allowed some small liberties. He could hear the rustle of her clothing as she tried to lean around him to catch a glimpse of what he was doing. He held the rounded side of the stone in his hand and kept the flat side close to his face so the high collar of his waistcoat obscured her view. Very softly he whispered; “Cheese.” He'd never understood why that was the activation word, some strange joke by the creator of these things he guessed. The flat surface shimmered and captured an image of him. From behind him he heard a chirping sound.

“Oh! Rumple, I can see you!”

He turned on his heel and waved his hand in the air; “I should hope so, dearie, I'm standing right in front of you.”

Belle clucked her tongue at his mild teasing. She was focused on the image of him that had been transferred to the rock in her hands. It had to be the spectacle of the magic that had created that look of wonder on her face. It certainly wasn't going to be the rather-too-close image of his scaly face. She looked up at him with bright eyes, he recognized that look. He leaned back against the table and crossed his legs at the ankle ready for the inevitable onslaught of questions.

It always surprised him that she never swooned at moments like this, for she never appeared to draw breath. Although, he had noticed a slight flush would colour her cheeks sometimes. He idly examined his claws. This show of affected indifference was to preserve his beastly image, and what was left of his sanity. He'd watched her take a deep breath the first time she'd bombarded him with questions. The sudden tightness of her bodice had sparked something akin to concern within him. He'd almost blurted out that she no longer needed to be a slave to fashion if it affected her comfort. Not at all the sort of thing a beast would say.

He had briefly entertained the idea that she was attempting to use her physical charms against him, but Belle honestly didn't appear to know just how well her name suited her. She truly was a very odd girl.

He heard her draw breath, and here came the questions.

“Do these work both ways? Can anyone spy on them, like with the mirrors? Do they send sound as well? Are these part of an important deal? Are they safe to use regularly?”

A second deep breath and it was safe for him to look up again. Five questions, these odd little stones had caught her interest. Now why would that be? He ticked his answers off on his fingers.

“Yes. No. No. No. Yes.”

A smile he would almost describe as sneaky curled her lips. His little maid had a plan.

“So, we could use these while you are out on your deals? They're a better way to keep an eye on me than the ravens afterall.”

Rumple couldn't argue that point. After the incident with the Queens of Darkness he had warned her about the dangers of birds as spies. She'd taken his words to heart. His dire warnings had slipped his mind when a deal took longer than expected and he wanted to see what she was up to alone in the castle. A messenger raven had been a lazy, but effective way to check on her, so he'd thought. When he'd received no answer, he'd hurried back expecting to find her in some manner of trouble. Instead he'd discovered the raven trapped under a large saucepan, and Belle armed with a sword keeping watch for a potential attack. He'd been persona non grata with the ravens across half the realm for months after that incident.

These little stones wouldn't end up with him having to dodge raven shit. He gave her a wide grin; “I think you may have hit upon a rather good idea. I expect I'll be seeing many, many pictures of the books you read in my absence, hum?”

Belle bounced the stone in her hand; “I wouldn't send you images of all the books I read while you are away. Some of the romances would only make you blush.”

Rumple blinked rapidly and snapped his jaw closed. He could deny that he blushed, but since his cheeks felt annoyingly warm that would only earn him a cheeky smirk from her. He pulled a scowl on to his face and wagged a finger at her again; “If we are going to use these, then I'd best teach you how to work them. Now, pay attention. I'm very busy and don't want to repeat myself.”

She dipped her head, but he still caught the flash of triumph in her eyes. Yes, she'd scored a point in their on-going little game of teasing. He'd work out a way to get a few of his own, just as soon as he could get the thought of her reading scandalous novels out of his mind.

-o0o-

Belle had mastered what she had taken to calling the 'portrait stones' after one short lesson. Rumple hadn't expected anything else; she was a fast study at everything from languages to cookery, although dusting still eluded her.

It had taken them a while to negotiate the exact terms for using the stones. Rumple had tried to say all he needed to send was an image of his glaring eye, or a pointed finger, but Belle had huffed and said she would respond in kind and then he would never know what she was up too. In the end they had decided that he would send her an image of where ever he was at the time, and she would respond with an image of what she was doing. Rumple knew he'd been talked into showing her some of the world that she craved to see, but he was rather pleased with the clever way she had gotten what she wanted from him.

He'd thought their plan meant they wouldn't use the stones until he next left the castle for a time, after all it was supposed to be him sending the first image, but Belle quickly took to sending him images of the table laid for tea. If he ignore that image then he receive one of her with a cake in hand ready to take a bite. When he'd been particularly busy one day he'd also received a picture of a plate, empty but for a few crumbs. He had hurried to the great hall at that point and found that she'd tricked him, there had still been plenty of cakes and tea left. He would have been huffy about her trick, but there were peach tarts that needed him immediate attention.

After a few days of this he had felt the need to make some sort of comment; “Most people summon me by calling my name thrice, dearie.”

Belle had shrugged; “You come quicker when there is something sweet on offer.”

He'd choked on his tea at her unintended word-play. A treacherous little voice wondered if it was unintended? After all she had admitted to reading novels of a, hem, colourful nature. She didn't look to be teasing him. There was no tell-tale twitch to her lips as she thumped him on the back and fussed about his sudden bout of coughing. She was just talking about cakes, and he'd read something other into her words. Well, nothing wrong with a beast having a gutter-mind, on occasion. It wasn't as if he was going to act on his thoughts, beast he was, but not that kind of low-life animal. Belle gave him a sweet smile as she poured him another cup of tea. No, he wouldn't act on any of his salacious thoughts with Belle, but there was nothing to stop him occasionally taking himself in hand in the privacy of his own bed chamber.

-o0o-

Rumple was going to either have to find a spell that would alter the meaning of the word 'occasionally' across the realm, or he was going to have to admit that he had become obsessed with the images Belle sent him. He could be his normal self around her in the castle, but the moment he went away for a deal he found himself taking time to choose the best view to send to Belle and then twitching, waiting impatiently for the stone to chirp.

At first, as he had predicted, he had received images of the books she was reading. Then she started sending him images of herself and what she was doing at the time.

And damn it all, those images were testing his self-control.

The first one of her, feather duster in hand stretching to swipe at the glass fronted cabinets in the great hall had an element of seduction to it. The curve of her hip, the stretch of her arm, and a little flash of more stocking-clad leg than he normally saw from her were all rather alluring. He was sure she had no idea how tempting that image was, but he did reconsider his theory that she was trying to seduce him into freeing her. No, no, that was ridiculous. The only women who were attracted to him were crazy for power, Belle didn't give a damn about power, so she wasn't attempting to seduce him.

He looked at that image for quite a while, until he'd committed every fine detail to memory. And that should have been the first warning sign that he had a problem.

The second image of herself she sent him featured the library. She was reclined on the chaise, a book open on her stomach, one arm tucked behind her head as she gazed at the window. Rumple could name a dozen artists in the realm that would sell their souls to paint her portrait in this pose. Even with the help of his magic, not one of them would capture the soft blush on her cheeks, or the secret dreamy smile on her lips.

He'd stared at the stone and it's tantalisingly detailed image until he'd squirmed and palmed his cock through his leathers. With a growl he'd removed his hand, and shoved the stone into his waistcoat pocket. He had work to do! A lord, or count maybe, who wanted, erm something-or-other. Later that night in the dark of an inn room, he'd taken himself in hand and bit through his lip to stop himself from moaning Belle's name.

That should have gotten his lingering lust out of his system. A spot of self-pleasure in the dark might have done the trick if Belle hadn't kept sending him suggestive and alluring images. (The one of her in the garden, bathed in sunlight, her bare feet curling in the grass.) He should have stopped sending her images then she wouldn't have replied. (The one of her smirking over the rim of her tea cup.) He should have taken the damn stone away from her. (The one of her legs, bare from mid-thigh, as she splashed her feet in the lake.) He should have set up another way to keep a check on her when he was away. (The one when he'd clearly woken her up in the early hours, sleepy eyed, her hair fuzzed and mussed on her pillow.) He should have done any number of things to solve this problem, but instead he found himself with his hand on his cock far too often for a dark creature of his considerable years.

He kept his depravity out of the castle. Thrusting into his fist, tugging at his cock, and gasping until spots appeared before his eyes as he stained the bed covers were things only to be done in the dark of a heavily be-spelled tavern room many miles from home.

Belle had no idea what her images did to him. When he returned home all she wanted to talked about was the image of whatever far flung corner of the realm he had sent her. His reaction was his problem and he would deal with it alone, and well away from Belle. No one else ever saw the images of Belle and he would never tell a soul about them. It was a secret, one of many that he kept and would until he died, and even then the devils in hell would have to be bloody creative to get it out of him.

He should stop. Just go out on a deal and forget to send Belle an image. Easy. Then she wouldn't send one back and his addiction would wither away. He should stop, and for the first hours he was away he did stop. He gave no thought to the scenery, not a second glance at the interesting architecture, and didn't spare his little maid a seconds consideration.

He strolled into the opulent room the Agrabah inn had insisted he take that night, and decided to strip of by hand rather than by magic. His dragon-hide coat was shrugged off and slung over a chair. The scarf around his neck was untied and left hanging around his throat as he sat down on the silk covered bed and began to unlace his boots. He felt the weight of the stone in his waistcoat pocket as he slowly tugged the laces free. After a long long while he was able to pull his feet out of his boots. He peeled off his socks and wriggled his toes with a frown. There was sand between his toes, he needed to improve that repelling spell again. His left hand  went to his waistcoat buttons as his right dipped into his pocket and wrapped around the stone. Once his waistcoat was draped over his coat he stretched out on the bed and absently rolled the stone between his fingers.

He looked at the smooth black surface and grinned. One more, and this would be the one that broke Belle of the habit. A trickle of purple smoke took the stone into the air above him. Rumple rolled his shoulders and tucked his hands behind his head. He wriggled his hips and let his legs loll apart in comfort. The leather might not be straining, but it did frame his estate rather well.

“Cheese.”

Rumple let the stone hang in the air above him as he closed his eyes.

“Chirp-chirp.”

The stone dropped onto his chest and his fingers fumbled to grab it. Belle had sent him a reply? After that image? No. No, of course not. Thing must be malfunctioning. He turned the stone over in his hand and his eyes bulged out of his head.

Belle. Naked. In his bed.

The shock-wave caused by the rapid departure of the Dark One from Agrabah started a sandstorm that lasted for three days and uncovered the Cave of Wonders.

-o0o-

Even with the fire burning in the hearth, and all the candles she had lit Belle had goosebumps. This was a terrible idea. What had she been thinking? Sending an image like that to Rumple! She was mad! Had to be. But he had sent that delicious image of him laying on a bed. Had he finally taken the hints she'd been sending him? He was going to send her back to the dungeon for this.

A howling swirl of purple smoke appeared at the foot of the bed causing the candles to wildly flicker. Belle's hands grabbed the soft throw around her body as she lurched to sit upright. Whatever level of ire she was about to face she would not do it on her back.

The smoke clear to reveal Rumple as undressed as he had been in the image he had sent to her, but with a very confused face.

“You. You are in my bed.”

Belle nodded. He never appreciated her stating the obvious.

“But this is my bed and you are in it.”

Okay so he was actually as confused as he looked. This was new.

“Yes Rumple. I am in your bed. And I am naked.”

She let the throw slip from her shoulders. The sound Rumple made was something between a whimper and a growl. A hot trickle of arousal ran down Belle's spine.

Rumple's whole body twitched towards the bed, but he sharply pulled himself back; “What do you want Belle?”

“I want you Rumple.”

When he still hesitated Belle elaborated; “I want you Rumple, as a woman wants a man, for pleasure, and for intimacy.”

He lurched forward, his knees landed by her feet and his hands by her hips. His face was scant inches from hers. She saw him swallow and then felt his warm breath across her skin as he whispered; “Do you mean that? Really mean all of that to happen between the two of us? For us to share that act?”

Slowly she raised her hands to his jaw. His eyes fluttered shut as she stroked her fingers over his mottled skin.

“Rumple? Do you want me as a man wants a woman?”

“Yes.”

Her thumbs brushed over his lips and she said; “Yes. I mean every word. I want you Rumple.”

He whimpered and leaned in slowly toward her. Belle met him half-way and their lips met in a gentle kiss. For a long moment neither of them moved. Finally Belle wound her hands into Rumple's hair. Belle squeaked against his lips as he surged forward and pushed her back against the pillows. He was between her legs, but holding himself away from her, so as not to crush her. Their kisses deepen, passion and need turning the simple press of lips into licks and nibbles.

“Belle. Belle.”

Rumple eased back despite her clinging fingers. She gave him a pout and let her hands move from his hair to the open neck of his shirt. His eyes fluttered briefly closed as her nails toyed with his bare skin.

“I, erm, I was going to ask are you sure about...”

She didn't let him finish his question. She hooked a leg around his hip and tugged him towards her. The smooth leather of his britches was warm under her skin, but nothing compared to the sensation of Rumple's hips grinding against hers. He thrust against her twice before he fought back some control and eased a little distance between their lower halves.

“Okay, so you do want this. Good. Wow. Erm...”

He was going to ask her how she wanted to do this. For all she loved words they didn't come easily to her in this moment. She gripped the collar of his shirt and gave a tiny tug, just enough to make her intention clear. Rumple's eye went wide and he nodded. Belle bit her lip and really pulled. With a sharp rip the thin fabric tore, making both of them laugh softly. Belle's ran her hands across the glittering plans of his scaled chest as Rumple struggled to free his arms from the wreck of his shirt. The rags were tossed aside as Belle's fingers caught the laces of his britches.

Rumple gave her a wonky smile; “They go on with magic, best they come off the same way?”

A nod from Belle and the trousers were banished with a thought. Rumple howled as Belle reached around and grabbed his arse with both hands. A smug smile appeared on her lips as she squeezed the firm muscles. A wicked twinkle appeared in his eyes and he flipped them over. Belle surprised gasp turned into a moan of wanton pleasure as her sex slipped across Rumple's cock.

“Oh, ooohh.”

They settled with Rumple leaning against the headboard and Belle in his lap. In a soft blur of stroking hands, questing fingers and warm kisses they moved together. From amber to blue permission was requested and granted. Breath that had been held slowly escaped as satisfied sighs as two became one. Waves of pleasure swelled again and again until finally they crested together.

Somehow they had ended up snuggled side by side. Belle's hand lazily stroking Rumple's side as he twirled a lock of her hair around his fingers. Everything had changed, and come the morning they would talk about the exact nature of that change, but for now peace and contentment ruled in the Dark Castle.

[rottenappleheart]

mm liveblog part 2

majora’s mask, unfiltered notes for the entire first 3-day cycle until you get the ocarina back and are no longer a slave to the passage of time

DAWN OF

THE FIRST DAY

72 HOURS REMAIN

tatl's thesis - that we should ask the great fairy for help, because the skull kid is no match for the great fairy - is deeply flawed. i have met great fairies. do you know what they don't do? help much.

that said i now like the idea of the skull kid being periodically taken to task by various great fairies

"sit down and tell me what you did this time"

"i made  you a sandwich"

"are you sorry"

i know it's meant to be irritating but i love that the guards will stop both deku link and normal link (until they see he's armed, and also looks like he hasn't slept in seven years) from exiting. becasue they are doing their job and keeping the population safe. and that means not letting children wander around alone.

I LOVE CLOCK TOWN OKAY

I TALK TO EVERYONE ABOUT THEIR LIVES AND I READ ALL THE POSTERS FOR THE LOCAL BANDS AND THE GUARD RECRUITMENTS AND I WATCH THAT ODD MASKED PERSON PICK UP THEIR MAIL AND I TRY TO BEFRIEND THE LOCAL STRAY DOGS AND IT IS JUST SO GOOD

the grown deku scrub who promised his wife a moon's tear, i just have to ask: is that a thing that normally happens? does the moon always just... cry onto the surface of the planet? what???

i love their banners and streamers and their happy music and their busy bustling lives and it's so good

what the fuck kind of ink does the banker use that remains indelible even as time itself unwinds

yikes i want to stop and just look at everything but the first sunset is already closing in and i haven't done anything

I FORGOT HOW NERVE-WRACKING THIS GAME IS BEFORE YOU CAN SLOW TIME DOWN

i... just found a lottery shop in clock town. i literally never knew this was here. how have i missed it all these years.

NIGHT OF

THE FIRST DAY

60 HOURS REMAIN

how is time passing so fast aaaaaaa

clocktown is such a nice place, they have a whole section of town set aside for a public park with a playground and gardens and everything ;___;

okay so the  great fairies though

remember what i was saying about how this game is actually very heavily voiced for being an ostensibly unvoiced game? everyone sighs, grunts, yells, hmms? and so on. and sometimes you'll catch almost a word.

except for the great fairy, it just sounds like she's squeaking "PLEASE ME" which is. an uncomfortable request. at the best of times.

but especially when i am in the form of a young potted plant.

idk what that was supposed to sound like but the midi-ified file is NOT GREAT, nintendo.

members-only late night milk bar... aw yeah please spike my milkshake, that is a great idea and i love it

(i'm not joking i love spiked milkshakes)

(also i love the milk bar and all the scenes that take place in there, especially on the last night, when you can just have very quiet calm conversations with people doing their best to be calm in the face of their unavoidable deaths)

DAWN OF

THE SECOND DAY

48 HOURS REMAIN

oh no oh no oh no WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO BE DOING IN THE FIRST GO-ROUND

oh right i have literally two tasks

phew

i forgot to go into the stock pot inn on the first day, and i missed seeing kafei at the mailbox, so i am THIRSTY for EVERYONE'S FAVORITE CANONICAL FIANCEES

seriously, another weird but lovely choice on the part of the developers when they were ganking oot character models for this game. "who's a potential spooky villain? how about that one merchant guy? sure! and for an attractive bride-type character, what are our options? hmmm... how about the cuccoo lady with all the allergies? it's perfect"

i love not just anju and kafei but everything involved in their storyline - how kafei's friendship with the curiosity shop manager saved him, how anju's best friend is cremia on the ranch and they talk about their lives and how cremia will save her life (if she can), how you can spend actual in-game hours just sitting with anju's ancient senile grandmother hearing her stories as she thinks she is telling them to her long-dead son, how anju's mom will quietly not like kafei and kafei's mom will love and worry about him on a serious level very unlike her public persona... it's all so very real and human and i love it so

also heck the whole cast of characters staying in the inn

AH THERE SHE IS

THE BRIDE

anju i'm going to fix this ;___;

hello guardsmen if you are concerned about the state of today's youth maybe you should talk to THE BOMBER GANG i'm just saying

people who have played the more recent loz games, is the trend of "horrible underaged gangs of roving thugs" still a thing? or are mm and ww the only two games where they inflicted that on the player?

NIGHT OF

THE SECOND DAY

36 HOURS REMAIN

i'm sweating, i am just trying to find the bomber gang so i can get into the observatory so i can get the moon's tear so i can get the flower launch pad so i can get to the top of the clock tower and not die in a fiery inferno as gravitational forces rip the world apart

is that so much to ask

THERE'S THE LITTLE RUGRAT

COME HERE SO I CAN PUMMEL YOU

i refuse to feel bad about spin-kicking this child in the face because 1) i am technically also a child, in any body they put me in and 2) they are super racist if you talk to them while you are still a deku scrub! VERY RUDE

heck they let fergus over there man the door and he is still in diapers

gonna fill their hideout with encouraging tracts and stuff helping them grow into better people

so, fun fact

i remember many things about this game

but not that there is a skulltula in the waterway leading to the observatory

that was an unpleasant surprise

you probably could have heard me yell from three states away

(also, nothing has attacked you yet in the game (that actually does damage, and is not part of the story) so it's a little wake-up call: hey, don't forget to use Tatl to scout ahead, don't forget that you have a shield

also just

don't

be a moron

anyway

i was about to ask who the dickens put balloons with majora's mask on them all over the place - it's a weird choice, since no one... knows... what's going on? but technically, so far, all of the balloons are being interacted with by the bombers, or in places where the bombers go, and skull kid was, however briefly, a member of the bombers' secret society for justice (AND ALSO RACISM) so actually it makes more sense than i expected

when you first walk into the basement of the observatory and... the music changes... and there's a chicken??? it is what i assume being high is like.

DAWN OF

THE FINAL DAY

24 HOURS REMAIN

plays just as i lunge for the moon's tear

okay i've got this, i can stop fretting, the while last day can just be me looking around at stuff and being sad because i can't help anybody

yet

DON'T WORRY PEOPLE I WILL SAVE YOU

EVENTUALLY

IN A DIFFERENT LIFE

YOU'RE DEFINITELY BONED IN THIS ONE

SORRY ABOUT THAT

BUT I'M A STUMP THAT CHEWS BUBBLE GUM RIGHT NOW AND I DON'T THINK YOU CAN ASK VERY MUCH OF ME

I CAN'T EVEN REACH THE DOORKNOBS OF THIS TOWN SO TBH I WASN'T GOING TO BE MUCH GOOD AGAINST AN INTERSTELLAR BODY CRASHING INTO THE PLANET

a more srs thought: it was an interesting choice of curse skull kid lays on link at the start, making him into a deku scrub, and i think we can unpack some stuff there: he's drawing on his woodland roots (which link shares), he's making link into something small and largely helpless (like skull kid is, without the mask), he's... actually giving link a very similar kind of body to  his own?

i don't know what  the exact taxonomical differentiation is between deku scrubs and skull kids, but they are both wooden-bodied, whether grown or carved, they both have radiantly glowing eyes unlike most other things in the world, they both clothe themselves in bright layers of leaves... i imagine that if you sandblasted all the drama off a skull kid, you'd find something pretty similar to the lankier deku scrubs.

in that case, what he did is... he really kinda turned link into himself. but his helpless, powerless, abandoned, friendless, pre-mask self. to taunt him with all those awful feelings that skull kid himself experienced.

(mythological distinction for skull kids: they are people who got lost in the woods, and became cursed. if i'm not mistaken.)

(link is literally becoming a skull kid.)

(good times y'all!)

oh gosh the music is so frantic on the third day, and it's such a good bit of development on the design team's side: every day, clock town's music gets a little faster, a little shriller, as their time runs out

if you talk to the guards who block you in on the third day, instead of their usual "hey kiddo it's dangerous outside" they'll start saying "hey, are you alone, where is your family, are you okay, someone is probably worrying about you, please find them and get out of town as soon as you can"

fun fact: one of the things that consistently Wrecks me about this game is how the guards stand at their posts, jaws clenched, holding their fists to their hearts, as they watch their world be destroyed... because they will not abandon their duty.

seriously, every time i die.

and the cow figurines all over town that, if you hadn't noticed before, have bobbleheads, because as the earth starts shaking they do too, and it's another tiny detail that makes it all The Worst.

awkward council meeting eavesdropped on

("nothing is wrong!" is a lot less believable when the ground is literally shaking from the gravitational stresses being exerted by the falling moon, but hey, 2018)

the carpenters shouting back and forth "hey dudes i'm sorry but i'm gonna jet" "are you kidding if i stay i get a promotion"

;_______;

SO MANY RACISTS IN CLOCK TOWN, the merchant's hipster assistant will literally refuse to talk to you if you're "just" a deku scrub

meanwhile the bomb shop guy's grandmother (the one who gets robbed, if you're not paying attention, like i wasn't) is just "oh goodness you are a very small customer, please be careful in our shop of very dangerous things"

NIGHT OF

THE FINAL DAY

12 HOURS REMAIN

eeeeeeeeeeep

finally got into the milk bar (everyone's a member when the world is ending!) and madame aroma, the scary and powerful socialite, starts with a very gentle "are you okay with not fleeing? it looks like we are all going to die here in town. is anyone looking for you?"

if i had all my masks and instruments i would love to invoke that scene right now and be the band on the titanic and give her and the other customers a few minutes of... life, if not joy, and beauty, if not quite comfort.

snuck into the now-abandoned stock pot inn, as well, and... okay, i'm going to say it, i don't know wtf is going on with anju's wedding dress. is her midriff made out of ivy? why is her romantic wedding-day mask (which is a neat concept btw!) a grinning rictus? what are we saying about love in this moment???)

(also, if you have ever made the mistake of helping kafei but forgetting to tell anju to wait for him, or telling anju to wait and then not helping kafei deal with sakon... it's a shitshow, it's bad for you, it darkens your heart forever)

during the last 12 hours the guards will say "i want to help you get out of her asap, run find your folks and i will let you out, please hurry"

nooooooo ;_______;

the postman sobbing because "flee for your life" is not written on the schedule

he wrote himself a letter saying that he is doing a good job and he requests that he himself flee ;__________________; but he can't do it ;__________________________;

oh no here we go

here it comes

the clocktower

the fireworks

the moon

the six hours remaining music

HEART CLUTCH

soft wailing

ngl that sad and weary music is the best part of the entire narrative experience to me

and then skull kid's impotent fury against all that immense power

tatl to skull kid: "what if we... didn't???"

also a good and valid point: friends don't hit friends

JUST LOOK ABOVE YOU

IF IT'S SOMETHING THAT CAN BE STOPPED

JUST TRY AND STOP IT

(his voice is still so horribly thin and shrill, like a child)

but one well-placed gum bubble to the face and we are BACK IN BUSINESS

the BUSINESS

of RUNNING FOR OUR LIVES

from THINGS WE CANNOT FIGHT

i like that the one time zelda appears in the game, it is such a gentle and tender scene, reminding you of the bond she MUST have had with Link, for him to have done so much, and how much trust he puts in her

(... ask me again about the Song of Endings)

("even though it was only a short time, i feel like i've known you forever")

("i believe in my heart that a day will come when i shall meet you again")

(--> all my worst most wretched tp emotions about the wolf and the shrouded lady in the tower)

the song that reminds her of herself and link is the song of time, not anything else... the song about cycles and memory and history and second chances and legends

;_________________;

WELL FUCK I GUESS I'M HAVING PRINCESS ZELDA FEELS IN THE MIDDLE OF  THE GAME IN WHICH SHE DOES NOT PLAY A ROLE

i have to play the songs in the right time, i can't just half-ass it by speeding through the buttons, idk why

("the goddess of time is watching over you" --> old old questions about who the goddess of time is, and which sage zelda was, etc)

the PLOT TWIST when you equip the ocarina and it turns into A GOSHDARN BRASS QUINTET STRAPPED TO YOUR BACK i love it

(each little snail yeah knows how to wail yeah)

tatl saying [as midna will, centuries later]: um dude i mean sir WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU, HAVE I MISJUDGED, SUDDENLY I AM WORRIED ABOUT MY MANNERS

and we are... not victorious, but reprieved!!!

i'll do better this time everyone i promise

DAWN OF

THE FIRST DAY

AGAIN...!!!

[wildheart-warriors]

Timelines: Chapter One

One thing Bluefur had quickly learned about kittens: they don’t have volume control. The queen groaned, ears pinned back against her head as the shrill, excited squeals of her litter invaded her dreams. Stonekit shouted, and a small, fluffy body collided with her muzzle. Suddenly the nursery was very quiet.

Bluefur slit her eyes open, glaring at her children with possibly the most frightening expression she was capable of. Stonekit rolled away, smiling sheepishly before quickly pushing the blame off on his sister.

“Mosskit pushed me!” He mewed, turning the attention to his smaller sister. The she-kit bristled indignantly.

“Only because he was biting my ears! He started it!”

“Did not!”

“Liar!”

Bluefur covered her ears with her paws and let out a half-groan, half-growl. The two kits argued furiously, increasing in volume with each passing second, until Bluefur sat up abruptly, radiating ice.

“Mistykit,” her third kit looked up, her little body shaking with half-controlled giggles. “However you started this,” Mistykit snorted, biting her own tongue to try and keep from incriminating herself. “It’s now Oakclaw’s problem. Go find your father, the lot of you.”

The three kits went rocketing out of the nursery and into the snow, whooping and hollering as they went. Bluefur was quite certain that she’d never encountered a bigger litter of trouble-makers in her life.

Swiftbreeze chuckled from across the nursery, her own nest already empty. “They’re lucky they’re the youngest kits in the nursery right now; I’m sure someone would cuff them over the ears for being so noisy if there were any little ones sleeping.”

Bluefur let out a tired chuckle. “Oh, definitely. Let’s hope no one else joins us before they’re apprenticed.”

Swiftbreeze stretched, padding across the den and towards the entrance. “Well, I’ve only got another moon to wait, and then you’re on your own,” she winked, slipping outside. Bluefur watched her go, envious. Her trio were old enough that she could go out on the occasional hunt or patrol, while Bluefur was stuck in camp.

Alone, she flopped back into her nest, heaving a loud sigh. Her paws itched for something to do, but her only task right now was wrangling her spawn. They had been so cute at half a moon old, barely able to crawl around the nest, tiny and helpless. Now they were fluffy balls of terror. An excited squeal from outside pierced her thoughts, and with a long-suffering sigh Bluefur padded out of the nursery.

Near the camp entrance was Oakclaw, a squirrel in his jaws, and around his feet scrambled the rabble. Her mate looked up, amusement in his eyes, and met her gaze. She smiled fondly.

Oakclaw carefully moved across camp towards the fresh-kill pile, trying his best not to trip over the kittens weaving in and out of his legs, and deposited his catch. It was meager pickings, but leaf-bare was on its way out, and Bluefur was always one of the first to eat. It still felt like she was breaking the rules every time they were delivered the best of the pile, but it meant her kits were all round and healthy, as they should be.

Once they’d moved a reasonable distance from the fresh-kill, Stonekit launched himself at Oakclaw, clinging to his father’s shoulder. The huge brown tom flopped down dramatically, sending up a flurry of snow to a chorus of shrieks. The girls didn’t waste a moment, Mistykit rocketing herself onto Oakclaw’s exposed stomach while Mosskit grappled with his tail.

The rest of the patrol, Adderfang and Sheepnose, circled around the scuffle to drop off their prey. A moment later, Adderfang’s kits came running as well, emerging from the medicine den to greet their father. Featherwhisker peered out after them, whiskers twitching with amusement. His eyes trailed Spottedkit in particular, a little calico who had been in his herb stock since she could toddle her way there.

Adderfang was less indulgent, greeting Willowkit, Spottedkit, and Redkit stiffly. Unlike Bluefur’s trio of trouble, they kept their little claws to themselves, and inquired about hunting. Adderfang answered their questions, seemingly pleased with them, though Bluefur spotted Redkit’s gaze frequently drifting to Oakclaw, who was still swarmed with attackers. He fidgeted, trying to keep his attention on his own father, smiling and nodding until Adderfang finally padded away, looking pleased with himself, at which point his children jumped into the fray with half contained yowls of delight. The huge brown tom was covered in clinging kittens, the six of them battering him with little paws and chomping with tiny milk teeth.

“I admit I wasn’t happy about him joining Thunderclan, but he is very good with the kits,” Bluefur started, knocked out of her wistful observations by Thistleclaw, who sat down a respectful distance from her and was watching her expectantly.

“I’m glad you think so,” she replied; if Oakclaw had Thistleclaw’s approval, they could both rest easier with the knowledge that he wouldn’t be cast out as soon as Sunstar passed. “He’s a good cat, even if we made some….mistakes.”

“I don’t think it was a mistake, Bluefur,” Thistleclaw mewed, turning his gaze to her mate and the six kittens climbing across him. “You seem happy. I think this was how it was meant to be, really. You have a family again, one that brings you joy, and I have the position I always dreamed of.”

Bluefur’s tail swished, her eyes narrowed. This was wrong. She and Thistleclaw had rarely spoken after Snowwhisker’s death, only engaging when necessary. In all her previous interactions with him, she couldn’t remember him being so...civil, or thoughtful. He was playing at something.

“Perhaps,” she mewed curtly.

“Bluefur...I know we’ve never really gotten along,” he sighed, turning back to her. “But I loved your sister, and I know you meant a lot to her. I hope you’re happy. Love isn’t an easy thing to find, some cats never find it at all. It’s once in a lifetime.”

They lapsed into silence, Bluefur watching as Oakclaw finally got to his paws, sending the six kits rolling in the snow. She had never spoken to Thistleclaw like this. Was this what Snowwhisker had seen in him? Something Bluefur had just missed, in all her competitive, protective nature?

“I think this was Snowwhisker’s gift to us,” Thistleclaw finally spoke again, interrupting Bluefur’s thoughts. “She swayed Sunstar’s decision and gave you a family, the thing she knew would make you happy, and in doing so also gave me the deputyship, what she knew I’d always strived for. I’ve never been much of a believer, not in Starclan or divine intervention, but if anyone could do it, it’s her.” His voice wavered, and he cleared his throat quickly, not meeting Bluefur’s eyes.

Her words caught in her throat, a sudden lump of emotion rising there. Snowwhisker had left a gaping wound in her heart, one that was barely healed even now. She never thought Thistleclaw grieved for her, after that first day. She had been caught up in her own heart and head, but he must have been hurting.  She was the mother of his child, his best friend and love since they’d been apprentices.

Before she could gather her words and courage, they were interrupted. Mistykit came skidding through the snow, colliding with the deputy’s flank, quickly followed by her more sure-footed littermates. The rabble had arrived.

“Sorry, Thistleclaw!” Mistykit squeaked, trying to stand and falling on her rear in her attempt to escape punishment.

Thistleclaw purred, though, and gently swatted her ear. “Try and keep your paws under control next time, little warrior.” Mistykit beamed, showing off her tiny kitten teeth in a fierce grin.

“Thistleclaw!” Stonekit climbed over his sister, shoving her head into the snow. “I’m gonna be a warrior too! I want to be deputy like you someday!” Bluefur groaned inwardly and looked up, trying to find Mosskit. If one was missing there was bound to be trouble.

Thankfully, Oakclaw was following his kits, and she spotted her second daughter perched on his shoulders. He met her eyes, muzzle twisted with worry, and he nodded subtly at Thistleclaw. She did her best at a reassuring smile.

***

“It was strange, Oakclaw,” Bluefur mumbled into his chest fur. Mistykit, Stonekit, and Mosskit were snuggled between them, all fast asleep, and Swiftbreeze’s steady breathing from across the nursery assured Bluefur that she wouldn’t overhear them either. “He’s never been so...courteous. Or thoughtful. He’s a cocky braggart who thinks violence is always the answer. I just don’t get it.”

Oakclaw hummed quietly. “Maybe being deputy is mellowing him out. All those responsibilities, you know?” Bluefur made a noncommittal noise, nuzzling closer to her mate. ‘Mellow’ and ‘Thistleclaw’ didn’t mesh, in her mind, but maybe he was right. “He’s got to think about the whole clan now, and he’s with Sunstar and the senior warriors all the time. It’s kind of like getting a second mentor, except for politics. It’s easy to rush into battle when you’re the one fighting, but I imagine he’d have cause for caution now that the lives of his clanmates rest on his decisions.”

Bluefur turned her head so that she could see through Oakclaw’s thick fur, gaze resting on the three rolly polly fluffballs cuddled beside her. “I hope so, I really do. Because if he sends our babies into a pointless battle, I’ll shred his ears off.”

Oakclaw snorted, trying to stifle his laughter, and thumped his head against hers. “I know you would,” he chuckled. His green eyes were full of mirth, and the anxious tension in Bluefur’s belly began to ease. Thistleclaw hadn’t done anything awful as deputy yet. There was no reason to worry.

[conleyhorace]

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Cat Pee Under House

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[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 1

it’s long. bear with me

but here be the first official chapter

@soul-dwelling shout out to this amazing dude for doing this RP with me ^^

Stocking: Looks like the party's just getting started huh? Death the Kid: *to himself* "Don't be nervous, Kid...Don't be nervous don't be nervous dontbenervousdontbenervous..." Death the Kid: *Too loud* "Yes! It does look like it is just getting started!" Stocking: Uh, you ok? Death the Kid: *Clears throat* "Yes, I am fine. I am happy to be here with you. Um...May I get you something to drink?" Stocking: Sure. I want to see what they did with the drinks bar this year. Death the Kid: "Shall we walk over? Oh, I think I can see some dry ice fog coming off from the punch bowl..." -it kind of looks like a cemetery. there's even a skull shaped ice block in the punch bowl- Stocking: Woah, cool set up. The tomb cake looks sooo gooood! *she licks her lips* Death the Kid: "Sweets for my sweet, then?" *Nervous chuckle* "Um, well...I wonder how long it will take that ice block to melt...I would hate to see it melt into some ghastly, asymmetrical form..." *camera click* Kimiko: Ya-ho~! So you guys enjoying the party? Death the Kid: *tenses at the photograph--clutching Stocking's hand* "Wh-what's with the camera?" *Adjusts his tie for his Levi outfit* Stocking: Ah! Oh, yeah its pretty awesome so far. Kimiko: Oh this? Well the School paper's photographer is sick today, so she asked me to take pics for her. And I’m taking notes for the AV club announcements tomorrow. ^^ Stocking: Ah. Kimiko: Also, word on the street is a member of the AV club is one of the dance queen nominees. so be sure to make your votes. i think its over there. *she points to a tomb like structure* Death the Kid: "Did we look good in the photo? Er--I mean, did I look good? I'm sure Stocking looked great." *Looks at the tomb* "Oh. Yes. We will definitely vote." *Calms down, chuckles* "I know who I am voting for." Kimiko: cool! oh, there's also a movie room and a haunted house trial of courage if you're interested. i'm going to check the pumpkin carving out, have fun now~! *she goes to do that* Stocking: Hmm, i'm curious to see who the nominees are. *she takes a slice of cake and heads to the tomb* -seems Sid is monitoring the voting booths- Stocking: lets see here....hmmmm one for you and one for.... well, its a secret~ Death the Kid: *tries to peek at Stocking's ballot* "I wonder..." Stocking: uh-uh-uh~ no peaking~ *she puts it in* Death the Kid: *smiles* "Darn." Looks around the dance hall. "An eclectic set of costumes this year, to be sure. But I can't recognize some of those outfits. Could you explain some of them. For example, who is Akane supposed to be?" Stocking: hmmm, i think he's kakashi from naruto? and i think the guy next to him is from some game? Stocking: Looks like your partners are here. Death the Kid: "So Clay is...a fox? I guess?" *Looks behind him* "Ah." *Smiles* "I was wondering where you were…” Stocking: i think they brought one of the new students, dont think i've seen them around. Liz: "Been looking for you--thought we would find you outside rather than indoors." *Crosses her arms* "Oh, hey, Stocking." Patty: "Sweet outfit!" *looks Stocking up and down* "But, um...Who are you supposed to be?" Stocking: Hey Liz. so, who's this with you? one of the new students? Stocking: i'm no one in particular, just a fairy. Patty: *Excalibur face* "If you are a fairy, that doesn't mean..._he_ is here, is he?" *glances at Kid* "Please tell me no." Stocking: ?? Liz: *blushes* "I can't quite remember this first-year's name..." Patty: "Him! He who must not be named! The Holy Sword! The creature with the pointy nose! Excalibur!" Stocking: oh? well i haven’t seen anything like that here. Patty: *sigh of relief* Stocking: well, nice to meet you miss....? Mio: Oi, Hepburn, dont look now but i think you're boyfriends comin' over. Tamaki: "Jeez, you can't even remember my name after meeting me just a minute ago, Stretch?" *holds hand out to Stocking* "Hey. I'm Tamaki. Pleasure." Anya: *puts hand over face to obscure from being seen* "Not again..." Stocking: oh? well nice to meet you. nice costume. *waves* Mio: wanna hide in the haunted house? we'll keep him offa you. Tamaki: "Yeah, I'm a sucker for all things Mew." *grins* "You look like a great fairy, by the way." Anya: "Lead the way. Now." * walks past Mio--even though she just said she needs to be guided* Stocking: thanks. i think i saw you in the tournament on TV earlier today. Mio: sure, Oi Ao-chii, you wanna take her for me? i think Meme got lost somewhere again. Tamaki: *freezes, covers face* "Ugh..._everyone_ saw _everything_ on that tournament..." *crosses hands over chest* Stocking: hmm? what was that? Ao: "Again? Anya, any tips for how to find your friend?" Tamaki: "Word of advice: string bikini top and a lot of running into other people do not mix...I don't know why they don't put a five-second delay on that live coverage. Everyone saw me..." Mio: i'll handle Meme for ya, just hide before fedora-lord gets over here. -_-; Stocking: ok...? Well, i wanted to check out the haunted house, you guys wanna come with? Anya: "Thank you! Oh, Liz, Patty--I didn't see you. Could you lead me to the haunted house?" *Turns to see Stocking and Kid. Looks closely at Stocking.* "Oh! Are you also a princess?" Stocking: oh? no, although my dad does call me that....well, sure, just follow us. -the haunted house is very dark and foggy, it almost looks like you are outside- Kid: *Groan* "Horrible. I can't see a thing." Liz: "That's the point, Kid--increases the scare factor." *Liz nudges Stocking* "If you get scared, you gonna grab a hold of your boyfriend?" Stocking: are you?.... whatever lets just go in. Anya, maybe you're friend wandered in here by accident? Anya: "Knowing my luck, likely. But if that's the case, I'm less worried for Meme--than I am for any fake monsters she mistakes for real, then punches in the face..." -there is a sign. 'this is a haunted house not meant for the faint of heart or the weak of mind. There are specialized candles placed that may mess with your mental perception and make it seem more frightening than they are. remember; you are in no real danger, its all in your head- Patty: "Huh. Good thing I got nothing in my head!" *taps her skull* Liz: "Stop undervaluing yourself, Sis. Let's get in so that Kid and Stocking can get all intimate in the dark. :3 " Stocking: h-hey come on! geez... -the first room looks like the room of an old mansion left forgotten in time- -the silence is almost defining, everything is coated in a thick layer of dust and cobwebs, though no spiders can be seen- -the floorboards creak with each step taken- Kid: "It's horrifying! Look at all that dust!" *Everyone facepalms* -out of the shadows, a black cat with two tails jumps out and down the dark hallway- Anya and Liz: *screams, clutching each other* Stocking: i think it was a nekomata? maybe we should follow it? Kid: "S-sure." *sweating, tightens grip on Stocking's hand* "Um...tell me, what about the nekomata that was so important?" Stocking: hmm? oh, well it ran down that way, so maybe we should go that way? i think this was the planned route anyway? just try not to get lost in here. Kid: "Right. Come along, Liz, Patty, Anya." *Looks back--and sees no one there* "Oh no..." Stocking: *looks at the stairs* Tamaki? You up there? Tamaki: *peeks down* "Oh, hey! Where did the rest of the group go?" Stocking: we're down here. come on, you nearly gave us a heart attack. i heard some people had to go to the nurse after they went in here alone. Tamaki: "Hope it was the actual nurse, and not someone in one of those stupid 'sexy nurse' costumes." *waves at Kid* "Hey, Li'l Death. What happened to your twins?" Kid: *glum* "Separated, I'm afraid. I'm sure we'll see them around here soon. Where did the cat go? Which hallway should we take?" Stocking: oh shit... we better find them. i think the cat went straight up ahead. i just hope they're together...i heard bad stuff happens if you end up by yourself in here... -Meanwhile- -Anya: "What touched me?!" Patty: "That was my hand." Anya: "Why is it on my backside?!" Patty: "Where else am I to grab if not your ass?!" Kid: "...I think you should expect the worst." Stocking: yeah, i heard one kid went in by himself and practically had a panic attack... Kid: "I do hope these candles are not as...mind-altering as I was led to believe." *Tenses* "Did you feel something?! I just felt something like fingers touch my neck!" Stocking: no... remember what the sign said, its all in your head. Stocking: how are you holding up Tamaki? Tamaki: *wide-eyed* "Fine. Just fine. But, um...Stocking? Since when did you grow a third eye in your forehead?!" \those two have become close, haven’t they boy?\ Stocking: huh? *looks at mirror* ....i don’t see anything... Stocking: its ok, just breath. *pats her back* \if that thieving kitten got any closer, your angel might fall in love with her \we can’t have that now... can we boy?\ Tamaki: "Easier said than done--I'm kind of freaking out!" Kid: *listening* "Did either of you hear something? I thought I heard meowing." Stocking: hmm? no, just these creaky floors... \maybe you should lure the other girl away...\ \and break her little neck\ Kid: *eyes widen* "No!" *looks around, sees Stocking and Tamaki looking at him, Stocking looking concerned but Tamaki clenching her teeth in horror* "Sorry...the stress must be getting to me..." *Kid clutches his hand, stares at Tamaki's neck. Whispers to himself* "Never..." Stocking: hmm? *a small shadow goes into one of the rooms, where faint piano music is playing* Kid: *Happy for any interruption* "Did you see something Stocking?" Stocking: yeah, i think it went in here. *opens a door* \she's in the way of you and your angel being together\ Kid: *holds Stocking's shoulders, using her like a shield between him and whatever is inside the room* *squeaks* "What do you see?" *glances back at Tamaki.* ‘How can I get her to leave Stocking and me alone?’ Stocking: just a piano and a fireplace.... the piano is playing though.... though no one is sitting there.... -the bust on the fireplace glances at kid with a twisted smile- \smash her head in!!\ Tamaki: "Maybe it is a player piano?" Stocking: well, i dont see them in he-... huh? -a figure is seen trembling in a corner and crying- Tamaki: "Who is that?" *softer voice, calling out to the figure, approaching them* "What's wrong?" *gets up to the figure, crouches to meet them* \take the bust, now is your chance to bash her brains in\ ????: uhuuuuu... i hate this creepy house, i dont know how to get out, i just wanna go home.... m-mommy... \kill her kill her kIlL hEr KiLl HeR\ Tamaki: *smiling* "It's okay. It's going to be alright." *holds out a hand* "Take my hand. We'll lead you to someone who can find your mother." Kid: *glances at a bust atop the piano. glanced where Tamaki is crouched* ????: HYAAAAAA!!! *throws a punch, smack in tamaki's face* IYAAAAAAAAA!!!! Stocking: AH! hey, you alright? whats the big-... huh? -trembling in the corner is Gopher, dressed like bridget from guilty gear- Tamaki: "Do you know this person?" Gopher: NOOOOO I WANNA GET OUTTA HEEEEEEREEEEE!!!! *blinks and stares* Stocking: i think so.... some weird kid.. dont know if he's a student or not... i think he was one of our enemies at one point? *shrugs* Kid: *walks towards Gopher--and instead heads to where the bust is on the piano* Gopher: *ahem* im fine, totally fine... hey, stupid reaper, where are you going? Examining that ugly bust? Stocking: Kid? are you alright? *taps his shoulder* Kid: *glances up* "Nothing. Nothing at all." *his fingers move towards the bust--then stop, pulled back immediately* "I think we should leave, now." Stocking: yeah, looks like the weird kid is coming with us. Gopher: *glares at her with his ^ frown.* Kid: *glares at gopher* "I could live without having _him_ accompany us...Just look at that horrid frown on his face." Gopher: Believe me, the feeling is mutual, but I have no idea of how to get out, so I may as well be stuck with you for a little while. Kid: *looks at bust* "I could think of one way to get you out of this room..." Gopher: *ducks into the hall* eep! Tamaki: "What was that about?" *to Stocking* "Think if we follow that guy, he'd lead us out of here? And find your other friends, Anya and those sisters?" Stocking: its worth a shot. Tamaki: "I'll lead." (smirks at Kid and Stocking) "Don't fall behind, lovebirds." Stocking: *blushes a bit* you ok kid? Kid: "...I want to tell you something, but I want you to keep it a secret. Please?" Stocking: oh? What is it? Kid: "I think I have been...hearing voices." Stocking: really? …. Shit we need to get out of here… Kid: "...Yes." (Kid thought, "I'm just thankful she hasn't asked _what_ I heard...") Tamaki: "Guys! I found a door labeled "This Way To The Exit!" stocking: hmmm... *she creaks the door open* .... O_____O;;; kid: "AH! Asymmetrical!" Tamaki: "What the fuck?! Shut the door! Shut it!" Gopher: nope nope nope nope NOPE! Kid: "Run away!" Tamaki: "Which way?! Stocking?!" *CRACK* *thud* Stocking: ow….. what did I land on?...you ok? Kid: "Stocking! Where are you?!" Tamaki: "Hey! Whose hand is that?!" Stocking: shit its dark down here…. Kid? Gopher: aaahhh what am I grabbing?! Kid: "Stocking! What do you see?! See calling out! I am listening for your voice! I would read your soul, but the candles--the everything!--is obstructing my soul perception!" Tamaki: "My butt, you stupid brat!" (Tamaki swings her arm in the dark to punch Gopher--and instead knocks over something that starts sparking) "A-a flashlight?" Stocking: maybe try turning it on? Kid: "Stocking! I can hear you! Is anyone with you?" Tamaki: "Let me just bend down and grab the flashlight..." (Freezes, begins sweating) "I-I-I don't think this is a flashlight...I think this is someone's...someone's..." (Removes hand) "Yuck! I touched that weird V-frown person's...his...his...Ew!" Gopher: GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! *PUNCH* stocking: i think tamaki and weird kid are down here with me gopher: MY NAME IS GOPHER DAMMIT!! Tamaki: "Ow! My face!" Kid: (calling) "Yes, I can hear Tamaki's screaming. I think I'm almost there--whoops!" Gopher: ack! Kid: "Oh. I thought I tripped over someone important. Guess I was lucky I didn't." Kd: (to Stocking) "Are you okay, my dear? (Blushes) I mean--Stocking?" Gopher: fuck you too. stocking: yeah, im fine. tamaki, do you have that flashlight? Tamaki: "Finally, no thanks to this jerk getting in my way..." (Glares at Gopher--then shines the flashlight on him) Stocking: do you think you can shine that around the room? Just to get an idea of where we are? Tamaki: (swings flashlight around--blinding Stocking, then Kid) "At least I can see you two." (points up inadvertently) "Oh, an attic door." (shines in front of her) "A stairway..." (shines to left) "A painting of....someone in a skull mask?" (shines to right) "The door I came out of." (shines behind) "And another door." Stocking: I think that painting is lord death, the school’s headmaster. Kid: (serious) "Yes. That is father." (glares at Gopher. Looks to Stocking) "Do you think the stairs would lead us to an exit? Perhaps this path is more circuitous than expected. Or we may find Anya, Liz, and Patty up there." Stocking: ok, I’ll go first. *she goes up the stairs* stocking: huh? hey! i found someone! you ok? Liz: (clutches Stocking's waist) "I was so scared! Get me out of this hellhole!" (Liz is clutching Anya's necklace) Stocking: ah! Hey, were are liz and patti? Liz: (wraps her hands around Stocking's neck) "I am Liz! I lost Patty! And Anya! And Kid! And--" (realizes she is strangling Stocking) "Oh." (Lets go) "Sorry about that." (Calms herself. Sees Kid. Coughs, embarrassed. Waves sheepishly.) Stocking: *coughs* gah… liz geez… Kid: "Really, letting yourself be so afraid..." Liz: "BUT I HEARD VOICES!" Stocking:………… come on liz, just breathe…. Tamaki: "If we go up these stairs, Liz, where will they take us?" Liz: "I WAS TRYING TO FIND THAT OUT! Then something grabbed Anya! I tried to hold onto her, but all I could get was her necklace! Patty ran off to fetch her--and--and--and I can't find her!" Kid: "Stocking, shall we follow these stairs to see whether they lead us to Anya and Patty?" Stocking: seems like our best bet. Kid: "I'll lead." (glares at Gopher) "Will you watch our back?" Gopher: tch- fine. (Kid leads. The others follow through the rest of the stairs to the second floor.) Kid: "Stocking, you have the flashlight now. Could you shine it to show us what is in this room?" Stocking: ok. -it looks almost like a Shinto style shrine. With various ofuda plastered about the room- Liz: (absentmindedly taps an ofuda) "Should we be worried? Why would you need one of these pieces of paper?" -when she touched them, blue lights appeared down the long path to a door- Liz: (sheepishly) "Please tell me that rave music is going to start playing..." Tamaki: (frowning) "Doubt it." (Tamaki nudges Gopher, smiles) Tamaki: "How 'bout it, shorty? Want to lead us on this path to the door?" Gopher: hmmmm…. *opens the door with a creeeeeak* Liz: (clutches Gopher's shoulders, peeks into the door) "Am I the only one who sees two eyes...looking at me?" *SLAM* stocking: ok, how about the other door? Liz: (Rubs her nose, where door hit) "Ow." Kid: "I'll try the other door." (Grasps handle, opens the door--and light pours from the room) "I can't see what's in here! What is going on?!" Gopher: I think I found your friends. Patty: "Kiddo!" (runs by Gopher, who barely gets out of the way, and leaps into Kid's arms--causing Kid to fall, knocking Stocking down...again) Kid: "This pattern is getting old." Gopher: ick! *jumps out of kid’s arms* how unsanitary. Anya: (seated in a chair, someone's jacket draped over her shoulders, tended to by the haunted house organizer. Glares at her friends) "Took you long enough." (sees Gopher) "Who's the short one with the sour disposition?" Gopher: its gopher. And im perfectly fine, thanks for your concern. stocking: well that was an anticlimatic ending to that adventure. Anya: "I was not asking out of concern." Patty: (wraps her arms around Liz) "Yeah, anti-climbing wall alright. Bet you all are thirsty! Want drinks? Head back to the dancehall and boogie already?" Stocking: yeah, im starving. -a slow song begins playing- Kid: "Very well. We will get you refreshments." (Smiles at Stocking) "And sweets." (Pulls Gopher by the ear) "Come. I will need extra hands for all of these treats." Gopher: ow! Patty: "So, Stocking, you hold up okay through that scary haunted house? Outfit hold up okay?" Stocking: my wings got a bit bent up. Bummer. Liz: "Better fix those up, or else Kid will pass out." (Adjusts the wings to even out the bents) "Ah, better. You can now sing my praises.  " Stocking: ah, thanks liz. *chuckles* hey kid, wanna dance? Kid: (clutching a ton of food) "Oh! Um, yes! Sure!" (pushes the food into Gopher and Patty's arms) (Holds out both hands to Stocking) "I...I'm not the best dancer, though." Stocking: *she smiles and puts a hand on his waist, since she is taller than him, and holds his hand.* gopher: gak! oh sure, make me the pack mule. Patty: "Okay, Pack Mule! I'll take some of it off your hands!" (shoves a cupcake whole into her mouth. Grabs another and hands it to Anya) Anya: "...It has your slobber all over it... >-<" Kid: "...I don't supposed, you would mind leading?" Stocking: *she smiles and leads* Liz: "Check out the happy couple?" (Nudges Anya) Patty: "So, Pack Mule Gopher, you vote yet for the King and Queen?" Gopher: maybe, but why would I tell you who I picked? Patty: (tightens grip on wrist) " 'Cause if it is for anyone but my Kiddo, then that blood around here won't be just fake..." Liz: "Patty. Stop." Gopher: that blonde girl is glaring. rosalie: (oc) .......... Patty: "...What?! You never see someone threaten someone for votes?!" Liz: (Slaps hands across Patty's mouth) "Hi, Rosalie! You dancing with anyone?" Rosalie:…… oh? N-not yet…. Im waiting for him… Liz: (coy) "And who is he? Is he cute?" -it seems its time to announce the dance queen- Kid: (sweats) "Did we miss our chance to vote?!" announcer: our runners up for the title are; Sonia Nevermind, Anya Hepburn, Tsubaki Nakatsukasa, Stocking Pheles, Celestia Ludenburg, Claire Bernard, Isadora Rivenmeyer, Marcy Hamilton, Iris, Mami Tomoe, Layla Richards, and Maki Oze. Rosalie; he is…. Perfect…. Stocking: looks like i didnt get it... announcer: we also had two write-in runners up: Rosalie Carver and Kirika Kure. gopher: WHAT?! BULL CRAP! Kid: "I am sorry. But rest assured, you are the only queen for me." Liz: "Perfect how? Strong jaw? Tall, dark, and handsome? Got lots of money?" Stocking: oh, thanks kid. Rosalie: ………………… *walks away* announcer: and now for our 3rd place winner; Kim Diehl. Mio: 3rd place, not to shabby kim. announcer: and now, the title of our halloween dance queen shall be awarded to.... Nonon Jakuzure! Nonon: HELL YES!! Liz: "Rosalie, why you leaving me hanging? What, are you embarrassed? This isn't some nutjob again, is it?" stocking: looks like you got second place, Tamaki. Tamaki: (Smiles) "Guess people appreciate my beauty." (flips her hair--which collides in Gopher's face) Gopher: oh sure rub it in why don’t you! Kirika: goph, eat a snickers. Gopher:…. *angrily eats it* Tamaki: "Don't get so pissy." (Holds out a hand) "Want a dance? After you have your Snickers?" Gopher: cute, but im here with someone. Patty: (looks at sister) "Corner her in the bathroom?" Liz: (nods) (The Thompsons follow Rosalie) Tamaki: (grimace) "Hey! I'm the princess here!" anya: "No, that would be me--" Tamaki: "Not now, Anastasia! Look, shrimp, if I want to dance, I want to dance! Unless you want a fireball chasing you to the dance floor, you dance now! I'm sure your date won't be that jealous!" announcer: and now the runners up for dance king; Misono Alisuin, Renzou Shima, Tetsuya Kato, Tom Hyung, Hiro Kenshimono, Lewis Hawkins, Oscar De'Arc, Arthur Boyle, Yukio Okumura, Byakuya Togami, Andre Lee, and Akane Hoshii. stocking: come on, knock it off you two announcer: and in 3rd place for the title; Hao. Kid: (leans closer to Stocking) "Well, so much for making the ranking..." Tamaki: (crosses arms) "Well, who's going to dance with me?" stocking: well some weird blond guy named 'Reid' i think doesnt have a date, so ask him maybe? announcer: and our winner of dance king is; Shinra Kusakabe! stocking: hey, second place isnt so bad kid. rosalie: .......... *takes the hand of one boy and takes him outside* Justin: ... ?? Miss Iris? you seem somewhat disheartened. Liz: "Okay, so who was that?" Patty: "I couldn't see who Rosalie had. I think he was wearing a mask. At least, I hope that was a mask." (shudder) Tamaki: "Reid? Who, that guy next to the tall dude? Hmm. I guess he'll do." (shouts across hall) "Reid! You're dancing with me, now!" Reid: HELL YES! Hao: --; Iris: "Mister Law!" (Iris almost drops her drink) "F-Fine, sir. I'm fine. I'm just, well, not used to such crowded social gatherings." Justin: neither am I to be honest, but I do try. Tamaki: "Awesome! Just keep your hands where I can see them, bub." Chidori: well, im glad he found a date tonight. ginka: hey iri-nee, about the dance king, do you like him? justin: !! ginka! its not polite to ask that! Iris: (coughs on her drink. Justin pats her back until she can breathe) "Shinra is, you know, a friend. (whispers) Sure he would rather be around Maki, Tamaki, or someone else..." Justin: ….. well.. hmmm… to be honest, matters of the heart are not my strong suit. So im not sure what I can say… rosalie: *comes back inside alone, her costume looks more red than it did* Iris: "It helps, sir, just to know I'm not alone..." (smiles at him) Patty: "That's weird." Liz: "Did she change outfits?" Stocking: so, want to go to the movie room, I think they’re showing the rocky horror picture show now. Kid: "Certainly. Although, I've never seen that film. Be honest: do you think I'll enjoy it?" Stocking: probably. stocking: unless you'd rather do something else~ Kid: "No, no, a film would be enjoyable, at least to rest our feet and sit. Oh! I see two seats there! Wait...Who is that next to the seats?" Mio: found meme. she was in here. Meme: "Howdy! How's it going, Stocking?" Stocking: good. How’s the movie so far? Meme: "They're about to bring Rocky to life!" stocking: cool. Kid: (eyes widen) "That one person's outfit is rather...outrageous..." Stocking: *flashbacks to halloween 2 years ago* *cringe+Excalibur face* Kid: "Are you okay, Stocking?" (stares at screen) "HOW DO YOU DRIVE A MOTORCYCLE LIKE THAT?!" Stocking: y-yeah, its nothing. Meme: "Their outfits are so adorable! And sexy!" Mio: *blushes* m-m-m-meme-sempai!! Random student: "Oh, don't be such a prude! Come on--wouldn't you like to get into one of those outfits? It is Halloween--you might as well enjoy yourself! Be someone different!" mio: hmmm.... stocking: *smirks* -after the movie- stocking: want to carve pumpkins? Kid: "Oh, is that happening here at the dance? Or elsewhere?" Stocking: I think there’s an area in one of the rooms to decorate pumpkins. Kid: (smirks) "We won't get lost arriving at this room, will we?" stocking: i think there are signs directing us to it. Kid: "Let us follow the signs, then! Um...Why is Patty dunking Anya's head into a bucket of water?" Stocking: I think that’s the apple bobbing. Anya: (Flailing arms) Patty: "Oh! I think she got an apple!" (Tugs Anya up by her hair) Anya: (Gasping) "I DON'T CARE WHETHER OR NOT THIS IS A COMMONERS' GAME!" Patty: (eyeroll) "Let me show you how the pros do it..." (Dives head in, five seconds later comes up with two apples in her mouth, spits them to floor) "There! Now, what's my prize?!" Student: congratulations, you’ve won… hmmm. Ah yes, a set of ear buds! Kid: "...Let's pretend we don't know them and just hurry to start carving...What kind of pumpkin design do you want to make?" Stocking: hmmmm, it’s a secret~ Patty: (stares) "I guess this'll help when Kid starts whining..." Kid: (teasing) "Not even a hint for me?" Stocking: you’ll just have to wait, now wont you~? Kid and Stocking sit at a table in a bright room--with some black lights ready for once everyone is done carving) Kid: "Now begins the struggle: determine a perfectly symmetrical design...Hmmm...Ah! I will carve the Number 8 into it!" Stocking: hmmm… *the pumpkin carving resembles the face of a young girl and a stuffed rabbit* Look, I made Raku-chan and her rabbit! Kid: (wide-eyed) "...That was fast..." (slight chuckle) "Don't let Crona see that rabbit..." Stocking: ok then. your carving is really good. Kid: (blushing) "I think the top curve on the 8 is a bit uneven...But if you like, then I am satisfied." (small smile) stocking: *she giggles* Kid: (laughing along with her) "I am really happy to be here with you." stocking: im glad to be here with you too. (Kid tentatively puts a hand on the table, near Stocking's...) Stocking: *she hands him one of the carving tools* looking for this? *she grins* Kid: (Sweatdrop. Takes the tool. Quietly) "Yes, thank you." (Returns to perfecting some of the carving) -after that- Stocking: so what did you want to do now? Kid: "I suppose we should find our friends first. I hate to imagine what Liz and Patty have done. Would you like to take a walk while we're still in our costumes?" Stocking: sure, sounds like fun. Kid: "Liz! Patty! Are you here?" (Looks at Stocking) "Should we check on that v-frown person and anyone else?" Stocking:…..!!! is that patti playing spin the bottle in there? Patty: "Spin! Spin! Spin! Spin! And it lands on..." [Any choice?] Chidori: oh… oh my! *she blushes* Patty: (wiggles eyebrows, puckers lips) *chuu~* Chidori: *blushes+heart eyes* hehehehehe~ (Patty's leans towards Chidori, waiting to see what she does.) -they smooched- stocking: awww. Patty: (pulls back) "That was super! NOW LET'S DO IT AGAIN!" Liz: (Holds back her sister by the collar) Layla: chidori, you ok? chidori: heheheheheh~ Liz: "I guess it's my turn." (Liz spies around the circle, focused on her target...Who could it be...) stocking: i think we'll leave this ambiguous. Kid: "If they are busy, I am sure they will get home safely. They did not become the Devils of Brooklyn without being able to tend to themselves." (Holds out her hand) "Shall we depart, my angel?" Stocking: what was that? Kid: (freezes) "Sh-shall we depart?" (nervous smile) Stocking: hmmm. Yeah, I think I’ve seen everything here tonight. And we got our pumpkins, so yeah. Kid: "Yes, it is convenient that the school provided us with these containers to take the pumpkins home. Well, wave goodbye to our peers." Stocking: see you guys tomorrow~ Kid: "Good night!" Liz: "Later, lovebirds!" Patty: "Don't do anything I would do!" (Kid and Stocking exited the DWMA and began to descend the stairs) Stocking: I had a really great time today. *she smiles* Kid: "I'm happy for that. Would you like help carrying your pumpkin? I'm sure I can manage." Stocking: thanks, but I can handle it. I appreciate the offer though. Kid: "Very well. I guess we should return to your residence?" Stocking: yeah. I need to get plenty of sleep for the trick-or-treating im gonna be doing tomorrow~ Kid: "Just a few blocks, then." (Looks up) "I'm surprised I can see so many stars--hardly any clouds." Stocking: careful there, you don’t want to fall down the stairs and hurt yourself now. Kid: (trips--sending his package flying up--then assumes a back-defying pose to maintain balance and catch the package) "Heh--I am never off-balance. Now the next problem..." (slowly adjusts himself so he can stand upright again) Stocking: hehe, show-off. Kid: "Guilty." (smiles, slowly adjusts himself until he is upright) "Where do you intend to trick or treat tomorrow? Have you found some decent neighborhoods?" Stocking: right here in death city. It’s a big place, so there are bound to be some nice hot-spots. Maybe I might come over to your place~ *she winks* Kid: (blushes) "That would be nice. I can promise you that we have enough candy to feed an army...Assuming Patty hasn't devoured most of it...Would that be enough for you?" Stocking: maaaybe~ Kid: "Hmm...Maybe I should get more candy tomorrow, then?" Stocking: perhaps~… ah, looks like we’re here. Thanks for a great time tonight…. *she is almost at the door before she pauses* ah! Crap I forgot something! Kid: (raises an eyebrow) "And that is?" Stocking: *she walks up to him and places a sweet, yet firm kiss on his nose* happy birthday kid. Well, early birthday anyway. (Kid is frozen. Slowly, his hands come to his nose--but he stops himself from touching, letting the feeling stay there a bit longer. He gives a small smile.) Kid: "Right in the center...Th-thank you for the birthday wish." (He blushes, unsure what to add) Stocking: see you tomorrow then. *she smiles and heads inside* Kid: (uncertain how to proceed) (calls inside as Stocking passing through the door) "Yes, I will see you tomorrow. G-good night, Stocking." ~the next morning~ maid 1: miss liz? is the young master alright? he seemed in a daze when he came home last night. he isnt intoxicated, is he? Kid: (walking by, humming happily, with a stupid grin on his face) Liz: (sipping coffee brought to her by the maid) "Yeah, but on love." Maid 1: is that so? maid 2: at least he isnt moping about like always. maid 1: Elsa! be nice! elsa: (maid 2) well its true though... Liz: (chuckles) "It's cute. By the way, who's taking care of Trick Or Treaters stopping by? And how are things going with..." (Looks to make sure Kid isn't nearby) Liz: (whispers) "The birthday surprise?" Maid 1: well, we have April and May taking care of trick or treaters, and I believe lord death is discussing those matters with the death scythes. Liz: "Hey, what can Patty be up to? She is going to want to help out, so where do you think she would be most useful?" Maid 1: perhaps with planning the party games? Im sure miss Mjolnir has it under control, but it might be nice to have some extra help there. Liz: (devious grin) "I'm sure Patty's ideas would spice up the party games for the guests. BTW, you made sure to have Stocking on the guestlist, right?" Maid 1: yes, we have made sure of that. But, I heard that she was trick-or-treating tonight so… Liz: "So, what's the plan? Will she be trick or treating and make her way here during that? Or is she gonna be distracted by all that candy and miss this party?" Maid 1: well, since trick or treating is from 5-7, and the party starts at 8, I think there will be plenty of time for her to arrive. Liz: (taps finger on her chin) "Okay. But if she isn't here at 8 exactly, I'll end up having to look for her..." Kid: "Look for who?" Liz: "KID!" Maid 1: looking for Cassidy since she’s so lazy. Ellen is bound to have her head for this. Liz: (sigh of relief) Kid: (raises eyebrow) "Hmm. Well, don't over-exert yourselves--after all, isn't today a great day?! By the way, what is on my itinerary?" Maid 1: well, I believe your father said that he wanted to speak with you. he’s at the school so you should hurry and see what he wants. Melina will be accompanying you. Kid: (slight laugh) "Good thing I am already showered, dressed, and prepped--even though it took me 12 seconds longer than usual...I must be a bit distracted." (snaps fingers) "Come, Melina. Let me bring my coat and pocket mirrors. Liz, call me on the mirrors should you require anything." (marches to entrance's closet) Melina: of course, sir. *she nods and follows* maid 1: excellent, that should keep him distracted long enough to prepare everything. and i believe we should open the cellar door. Liz: "What you got hiding in the cellar?" *the maid opens the door. And for some reason the death scythes are there* maid 1: hello. i take it the mirror is still in good shape down there? Dengu: (hunched over) "I had hoped this cellar would be taller...It is most uncomfortable in here..." maid 1: well, do come in. we have some staff to help you with your assignments. Dengu: "Thank you." (Climbs down stair/door, stretches) Tezca: "Hurry up! I need a bathroom! Justin, move your butt!" Justin: *follows.* Spirit: "I don't see why we had to meet here. We still don't have all the stuff we need, do we? Are you sure there isn't anything left at DWMA to bring? Or any shops you want us to visit?" Ellen: everything is being brought in through the back. *looks at maid 1* thank you Lucille, you may take your leave. Lucille: yes ma’am. *exits* Spirit: "I better call back catering to tell them to drop off the food to the back entrance, then." Dengu: "I would like to begin decorations. Could one of you lead me to a ladder? And to any decorations you already have here?" ~meanwhile at the school~ Kid: (entering the Death Room) "Father? We have arrived." Melina: shall I get you something to drink? Kid: "Just water, please." Lord Death: "Green tea, if you please!" Melina: understood. *she goes to do that* Lord Death: So Kiddo, how did you enjoy the dance last night? Kid: (sighs) "It was eventful." (blushes) "And...satisfying." Lord death: that’s good. I’ve heard you made some new friends too, is that right? Kid: "Yes, some from the 1st and 8th fire Brigade. Eccentric, to be sure. Tell me, do you anticipate shared missions with them soon? Why are we inviting them to Academy social gatherings?" Lord death: well, since many more monsters and such have begun to crop up from the woodwork, we’ve taken it upon ourselves to form alliances with other organizations to preserve peace, such as the 119, True Cross Academy, various guilds, and even a few magical girls. Kid: "That should keep things interesting around here--complicating some things, simplifying more, I hope." (taps his index fingers together) "I've been pleased with at least one person it has put me into contact..." Kid: "Was there something you wanted to discuss? Are there any emergencies?" Lord death: not at the moment, I was hoping to spend a little quality time with you. Kid: (smiles) "That sounds nice. Shall we have a seat?" (looks around) "Um...Where are the seats?" Lord death: ah! Right. *claps and summons chairs* there we go. Looks like our drinks are here. Thank you melina. Melina: of course sir. (Kid seats himself) Kid: "Father...I would like your advice. I feel...confused about my feelings about...someone." Lord death: oho? How so? Kid: (clasping his hands) "There is...someone I know, and when I'm around her, I feel nervous, over-thinking what to say, worried I will make myself look foolish. I do not like to look foolish, and I do not want her to hate me for looking foolish." Lord death: hmm. Interesting. lord death: and how long have you been having these feelings? Kid: "I don't know. Maybe a month into knowing her...which, even that was quite a while ago..." Lord death: do you think about her a lot? Kid: "Yes! Exactly! I mean, I assure you, Father, I am focused on important tasks at hand, especially missions and...well, not schoolwork since that has always come easily to me, but--Oh, I'm rambling! But when I'm not focusing on important work...I mean, I don't mean to suggest she isn't important. But when I am not busy, she is the first person I think about. That's weird, isn't it?" Lord death: sounds to me like you have a little crush. Kid: "Yes, I think that is what I would call it...I'm not sure what to do now. We danced, I walked her home, and she--um, she said she would be out Trick or Treating tonight, so I expect she'll be by the Mansion. What if I look foolish again when she comes by the house?" Lord death: well no need to worry too much. Im sure you’ll be fine. *pats his back* Kid: (smiles) "Thank you. Enough of my rambling. How are you?" Lord death: I’ve been doing quite well. Rather busy, but well none-the-less. Kid: "How are the new NOT students coming along?" Lord death: they’ve been doing quite well. I believe one of them is related to a member of our special ops. Kid: "Seizemore? Interesting. Tell me a bit more: has she had any problems being overshadowed by Clay?" Lord Death: not from what I can tell. Seems like she goes by her own pace. Kid: "And the students who recently switched from NOT to EAT--how are they?" Lord death: they’ve adapted fairly well. Kid: "Death Scythes--how are they?" (looks around) "I'm surprised Spirit or another has not interrupted our talk." Lord death: they’ve been given a top secret mission. Super hush-hush. Kid: (raises eyebrow) "As your son, would it not be in your best interest to inform me?" Lord death: hmm… I would, but I just remembered. We’ve finished re-doing the school auditorium! Kid: "Oh." (eyeroll) "Thrilling. (aside: Brilliant segue, Father. Okay, I'll play along...) Why the refurbishing of the auditorium? Still trying to convince Soul's brother to perform?" Lord death: well, since the school is expanding to suit the needs of the new students, we figured that expanding the auditorium may benefit for the morale of the students and clubs, like the theater club and light music club for example. Kid: "Theater club? Hmm...Well, we are involved with espionage. I expect learning how to improve some students' acting talents would assist us...aside from some large hams such as Black Star who could learn more restraint...Any play you are interested in producing?" Lord death: you’d have to consult with the theater club president on that. Kid: "Oh, you already lined up a president? Student or faculty?" Lord death: each club has a student as president, and one adult chaperone. The club president is usually decided by the club members. I believe you’ve met the school’s AV club already, they are the ones who do the school broadcasts. Kid: "Yes, I did meet her. Who is the adult chaperone for Theater?" ~some time later~ Kid: "Melina? Did Father seem taciturn? I do tend to worry when he seems to keep secrets from me." Melina: while I do not meddle in family affairs, I do know he does what he does for your own well-being. Kid: "I hope you are right..." (sardonic smile) "I would like not to have another Kishin-size surprise explode under my feet..." Melina:…….. oh, I believe that is your friend. *points to stocking, who has just finished dropping off her treat stash at her home and is enjoying a sweet treat* Kid: (freezes, hides behind Melina, turns her around to face him) "How do I look? Is everything in order? Any hair out of alignment?!" Melina: ?? young master? Are you alright? Kid: "YES I AM FINE!" (Covers mouth. Clears throat) "Please answer my earlier questions. I want to look presentable to Stocking." Melina: you look fine sir. Kid: (smiles--too wide, rather nervous) "Th-thank you. I guess I should greet her!" (marches from behind Melina towards Stocking--rather stiltedly) Stocking: *humming* hmm? Oh, hey kid! *she waves* Kid: "Salutations. How was your Trick or Treat endeavour? May I interest you in some Gallows Mansion candy?" Stocking: it was really good! I even got full sized bars in some places. Full. Sized. Bars! Well, I just finished, and I was planning on making your place my last stop. Kid: "Full-size is quite a haul!--er, accomplishment." (blushes) "I don't suppose I should consider this visit as you saving the best for last..." Stocking: *chuckles* maaaaaybe? Kid: "I'm just happy to have you here." (turns to see Melina waiting, turns back to Stocking) "In addition to our fine selection of Halloween treats, could I interest you in a drink? Water? Tea? Coffee? Perhaps a soda or a lemonade?" Stocking: some tea sounds nice. Kid: "Melina? When we enter, please provide tea for Miss Stocking." (Offers a hand to Stocking to lead her to the door) Melina: of course sir. stocking: *she smiles and takes his hand* Kid: (to Stocking) "So, did the heavy amount of candy that you carried home give you a sufficient workout?" Stocking: whats that supposed to mean? You tryin’ to imply something? Kid: (sweating) "I just meant you likely got so much candy that the weight of it probably required a lot of exertion for the average human! Not to suggest that you are average! You're above-average in your strength!" Stocking: well, maybe… oh, looks like your house up ahead… yep, that’s definitely your place. Kid: (teasing) "What gave it away: the perfect symmetrical appearance?" Stocking: pretty much. Kid: (looks into the windows) "Why is everything dark inside?" (frowns) "Did Patty tell the power company to turn off service again?" Stocking: I’ll go ahead. Kid: (glances at Melina) "What do you think has caused this problem?" -a shriek can be heard from inside- Kid: "Stocking?!" (Kid runs by Melina, dashes to the front door, and rips it open) -Stocking is standing in the ballroom- Kid: "Stocking? Are you okay?" (looks around) "Did the lights come back on?" -the lights switch on- everyone: happy birthday kid! Kid: "Ah!" (backs away--and lands against someone, or someones, behind him) Stocking: caught ya~ hehe~ Kid: (freezes, feeling Stocking holding up his shoulders, quickly re-balances himself) "Wh-what is all this? Birthday?" (pauses. Slaps forehead) "I forgot my own birthday...again..." Maid 3: cheer up sir. All your friends came to celebrate with you! Kid: (flustered) "I-I didn't mean to seem like I was taking offense! I am most certainly happy to have everyone here! I just, you know, did not expect to...I mean, for people to..." (clears throat, speaks professionally) "Thank you, friends and associates, for taking time in your busy schedules to organize this surprise birthday party. Your presence demonstrates to me your concern for me, and I am honored to have you in my residence. (And please tell me you wiped your feet before entering...I'm looking at you, Black Star...)" Lord death: well of course son, you’re important to all of us. Kid: "Father?! Is this why you had me meet with you? To not know this was all happening?" Lord death: well, it is a surprise party. stocking: *pats kid's back* come on, enjoy yourself today. Kid: (straightens up) "I think I can manage." (turns to Liz and Patty) "I expect that I owe considerable thanks to the best weapons a shinigami can have, yes?" Kid: (looks around the room) "And who else should I thank for these festivities? Our wonderful maids?" Kid: "I'm...really not sure what to do first. Games? Dance? Food? I know I should treat myself, but there seem to be infinite options." Stocking: how about that birthday dinner? You did promise to treat me to tea after all~ lord death: the death scythes all pitched in too! Kid: (bows to the Death Scythes) "Your service is always appreciated." (turns to Stocking) "I think a meal would be an excellent start. I have been peckish since that meeting with Father." (looks over Stocking at the entrance to the dining hall) "So long as Patty and Black Star have not already eaten most of the dinner..." Patty: "NO PROMISES! :3 " Kid: "Father, would you mind sitting with me and my...friend, Stocking?" Lord death: its no problem. I’d love to get to know your ‘friend’. *elbow nudges* Kid: (blushes) "Stocking, this is my father, as I'm sure you're aware..." Stocking: a pleasure to meet you in person, sir. lord death: as for you *shakes her hand* Kid: "Stocking, please sit opposite me, next to father." (snaps fingers) "Liz, Patty! At my sides!" (points to someone else) "You as well! I need a table with three people on each side of it!" Liz: "...Oh, joy--the birthday boy is delivering orders." Patty: "How is that any different than usual?" Stocking: *chuckles* Kid: (blushed at Stocking's laughter) "Do I see anyone here from our allied organizations, Father? Or are the guests only our friends from the DWMA?" Lord death: that depends if you’ve befriended anyone from those groups. Kid: "More like a friend of a friend, I would say." (Kid spotted one such friend: Shinra.) Shinra: *waves+nervous smile* Liz: "...Why is he smiling like that?" Stocking: I think it’s a nervous tick. Kid: (to Liz, warning) "Be nice." (smiles at Shinra) "I'm happy to see you here. Please, have a seat. This is my...friend Stocking, my partners Liz and Patty, and my father, Lord Death." Patty: "Are you one of those Fire People I keep hearing about?! What's it like? Who does your nails? Can we be BFFs?!" Shinra: well, sorta. It’s a bit complicated. And I kinda do my own nails. *nervous smile+sweat drop* Patty: (leans towards Shinra) "But wouldn't you like a new nail color? Here, let me take your hand!" (Liz smacks Patty upside the head) Liz: "Down, girl." Kid: (sweatdrop) "Um, Shinra, I assume you have met my father? And this is my friend Stocking." Kid: "What do you think of my residence?" Shinra: Yeah, Tamaki told me a little about you. oh, nice place. really.... big. Patty: "Don't get lost here! I did! It was horrifying! Terrible!" Liz: "It was five minutes." Patty: "Excruciating! So, you and Tamaki are close, huh?" Shinra: well, I wouldn’t say close as- we’re’s just aquaintences, that’s all. *sweats+nervous smile* Kid: "We're happy to have you here. I really do appreciate are new allies joining us on my birthday." (Takes up glass, stands up, clicks the glass) "May I have everyone's attention? I would like to have a toast, to good friends, old and new!" Stocking: here here! (Everyone drinks. Patty is about to throw her glass down to shatter it after finishing her drink. Liz pulls it out at the last minute, sets it on the table) Liz: "So, Stocking, what did you and lover boy here do after the party last night?" stocking: *almost chokes on her drink* oh, y-you know... talking and stuff. Kid: (petrified) "Yes. Talking. Stuff. Things." (coughs nervously) "Father, have you heard good things about the Halloween party? Such as how difficult it is navigate that Haunted House?" Lord death: I hear the party was a hoot. As is this one! And yes, I  was meaning to speak to you about that tomorrow. Kid: "Yes, this party is enjoyable. I am happy that the surprise of this party was far less terrifying than what the Haunted House provided." (looks around the room) "What exactly will be on the menu for this birthday get-together? Aside from cake, of course." Spirit: we got all kinds of stuff, we got catering from deathbucks, higanbanas, mortisimos, and Mille Fooly’s bakery. stocking: *drooling slightly* Kid: (offers a napkin) stocking: thanks. *blushes and wipes* Kid: (smiles, blushes as well) "Then may we place an order? What is everyone going to have?" Patty: "One of everything!" stocking: one big slice of cake please~ *licks lips* Kid: (smiles) "I haven't had dinner. I don't suppose I could have one of the vegetarian dishes, please?" Spirit: coming right up~! -after dinner, time for gifts!- Kid: "This is quite an eclectic blend! So many sizes, shapes, and colors!" (picks up one well-wrapped gift) "This one has very careful wrapping--such craftsmanship! Such exquisite beauty!" (eyes dart back and forth...shakes the box and listens to it) "Should this be my first to open? Or should I choose another one first?" Ellen: Here young master. all the maids worked hard on getting this. well. almost all. *glares at some of the lazier maids* -its a finely tailored suit- Kid: (goofy smile and shiny eyes) "Glorious." (puts arms togther) "Squee!" (then resumes serious face, studying every detail of the suit, raising sleeves, examining cloths, checking for missing threads...) "Perfect. Absolutely perfect. THANK YOU!" (Kid proceeds to obsess over the suit for minutes, putting Patty to sleep...) Random guest: hey! Give some other gifts a chance! Kid: (Grimaces. Coughs nervously) "Yes. Of course." (removes one that says "From Your Favorite Papa!") Kid: (opens the box) "I wonder what you have gotten for me, Father -it appears to be a music player- lord death: it plays CDs, cassettes, and records! you an even connect your optical pod! Lord death: more commonly known as 'ipod' Kid: (impressed) "Ooooo...I have been meaning to improve the audio output of the music Soul has given to me in the past. And so pragmatic, playing so many different audio formats." (smiles widely) "Thank you, Father." Lord death: of course son [thinking: YES! VICTORY!] Kid: "I look forward to setting this up in my bedroom. Or maybe in the living room for all of us to share..." (Picks up another gift, reads the label, freezes...) "Oh. Um, this one is from...Stocking." Stocking: yeah, I saw it while shopping and thought you’d like it. Kid: "Th-thank you." (Slowly, deliberately opens the gift, not wanting to ruin the wrapping paper at all..." -its a sleek new phone case. monochrome and symmetrical. with a little skull decal attached- Kid: "So...shiny...So...symmetrical...I love it, Stocking..." (feels his knees weaken) stocking: im glad you do. *she smiles* Kid: (holding eye contact) "Th-thank you." (smiles very happily) "It means a lot to have it. To you have here." (looks at Lord Death and the Thompsons) "And family." (looks around the room) "And so many friends." Kid: "I shall continue with the gifts...Here is one from Liz and Patty.." -it was a vase and a note that said 'sorry for breaking the old one'- Kid: (tense) "When was the old one broken...?" (looks with concern at the Thompsons--who both hide behind Melina.) Melina: i believe it was during the game night when miss patricia knocked mr evans into one of the vases. Patty: "Yep! Don't mess with me in Pictionary--I'll straight up knock you into a vase! So, you like the gift Kiddo?" Kid: (eye twitches over the broken vase, but recomposes himself and smiles) "I do. Thank you, Liz, Patty. You do look out for me more than any other weapon could." stocking: aww. Kid: "Melina, where should I place the vase? And which gift would you recommend I open next?" melina: i believe this is from your blue haired friend. the very, very loud one. *sweatdrop* Kid: "...He's right behind me, isn't he?" (covers ears before he shouts...) black*star: YO THATS A NICE SENTIMENT AND I APPRECIATE IT BUT I, THE ALMIGHTY BLACK*STAR, WISH YOU THE HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY OF ALL TIME!! (Patty and Liz cover their ears) Kid: "I CAN STILL HEAR HIM DESPITE COVERING MY EARS! PLEASE TELL ME HIS GIFT ARE NOISE-CANCELLING HEADPHONES! Tsubaki: "I'm sorry. Please, Kid, open and enjoy this gift." Kid: "...It won't blow up, will it?" -inside is an autographed photo of black*star and a blank diary- Kid: "Oh, joy. _Another_ autographed photograph of you. But the diary certainly is a welcome gift. Thank you." black*star: well since your other diary is getting full, i thought you'd need a new one. Kid: "...You found and read my diary, haven't you?" black*star: not gonna say, but do you ever write anything other than how much you love sto- Kid: (slaps hands over Black Star) "Breathe a word of this to anyone, and you will be eating all of your meals through a straw!" black*star: *muffled speaking* *licks his palm* Kid: (disgusted look, removes hands from his mouth) "Yuck! Liz! Patty! Hand sanitizer! Please tell me someone here gave me hand sanitizer as a gift!" Tsubaki: "I'm so sorry, Kid!" (tugs on Black Star's ear) black*star: ow -one of the maids goes to get hand sanitizer- Kid: (holds out hands for hand sanitizer) random maid: look! you got a gift from an animal! Kid: "...An animal?" (Glances at Black Star) "Could you be more specific?" maid: i think its from a gopher? Kid: (V-Frown) "Gopher...WHO INVITED YOU?!" Gopher: dont copycat me! and i have my ways.... kirika let me in. Kirika:*waves* yo Kid: (stares at Kirika) "Why would you do this to me?!" (looks to maids) "I ask that the next time we have a social gathering that you please post a "No Gopher" sign!" (looks to Gopher, takes the gift from him) "Thank you. Should I open it, or should I hand it to someone else in case it explodes?" Gopher: oh please, if I wanted to have you dead I’d have done it more discreetly. Consider this as an act of good samaritism. Kirika and I picked this gift out specially and with care- kirika: shut up and open the damn present already. Kid: "Fine." (slowly tugging on the ribbon, fully expecting it to explode--at which point he can toss it) "What is this? -inside the box is a c*ck p*mp, l*bric*nt, diapers, and a note- ‘we hope you enjoy your little gift. Kirika and I worked diligently to make the most embarrassing of gifts to utterly humiliate and shame you. we can see the look of horror and despair on your face. You know you’d never dare speak a word of the contents you have received, lest damage your reputation amongst your peers. Low and behold that we have claimed victorious in this battle.’ In kirika’s writing is a crude drawing and the words ‘go fuck yerself mate XP’- Kid: (shuts the gift, hands it to Melina) "Do not open and burn this immediately." (Snaps fingers) "Liz, Patty? See these two out of this Mansion, posthaste.) stocking: looks like they left. Kid: (fuming) "I am really trying not to let them ruin my birthday party...but I admit it is really hard when there are some really mean persons...At least I am around decent people here." chrona: h-here... i got these. -it was a pen set- Kid: (smiles warmly) "Thank you, my friend. I enjoy getting to work on my penmanship. I appreciate this, Crona. Are you enjoying the party?" chrona: *nods* Kid: "I am glad. Please tell me you will have some of the cake?" (glances at Stocking, teases) "There is some left, yes?") stocking: of course there is. stocking: *pout* i do have some self restraint... Kid: (thinking: "She's so cute...and attractive...") "I can trust that you do. Crona, would you like some? Ragnarok hasn't consumed your slice, has he?" chrona:..... yeah... and he did. Kid: (Frowns. Looks at the Black Blood around Crona.) "If your friend wants to have the extra special dessert I was saving for later--" (glances at Stocking, puts a finger over his lips as a promise she will have some, too) "--you will let Crona have this dessert and not touch it. Are you listening to me, Ragnarok?" Ragnarok:…. *eyes widen* for realsies? stocking: are you sure the special dessert isnt you~? Kid: (smirks) "Realsies." (Hands the cake slice to Crona. Stares at Ragnarok) "No snacking on Crona's cake. Or else no special dessert for you." (from behind him, Kid reveals the dessert--and hands it to Stocking) "She has her slice. You'll get yours once Crona finishes their slice." Kid: (to Stocking) "Eat yours now--before Ragnarok steals it." stocking: *nomnomnom* thank you kid~ *kisses both his cheeks* Kid: (freezes) "Th-th-thank...you..." (smiles--then notices everyone looking) "What?" maid: *slips something into kid's pocket* just in case. Kid: (goes to look in pocket) "Why? What is it?" maid: your dad said it was 'for protection' Kid: " 'Protection'? But I am already armed with weapons." (Points to Liz and Patty) "They are enough protection, are they not? What other protection would I need?" (Patty looks dumbfounded. Liz stifles giggles) maid: in case you and your... *ahem* 'friend' need to....resolve some things. Kid: (Glances at Stocking. Shrugs) "I guess my staff thinks that you and I need protection for something. Weird." (Smiles innocently, taps pocket) "Good to know they are looking out for us, huh?" (Patty is having to put her hands over Liz's mouth to silence her laughter) maid: *whispers* also we left that stuff in that box in your room. minus the diaper and note. Kid: (shocked, angry whispering) "Why would you ever leave that kind of stuff in my room?! When would I ever need that--" (freezes. Realizes what is in his pocket.) "Gah-gah-gah-gah..." (Kid's knees weaken. He seats himself at a chair) Patty: "You almost broke him, folks!" Liz: "Um, maybe we should give him the rest of his gifts? Who's next?!" stocking: kid? you ok? Kid: (leaps back a bit from Stocking--falling out of the chair) "Fine! Just--just wanted to enjoy how nice the floor is! Maybe I could get a lay--lay here! Maybe I could lay here!" (Snatches a gift nearby) "Oh, Maka! Thank you! I will enjoy this gift!" (Kid thinks: "I should lower my voice already.") -its a copy of the portrait of dorian grey- Kid: "Ah! You had recommended this text to me earlier. Thank you, Maka. May we discuss our thoughts on Wilde's novel after I finish reading it?" maka: sounds great. Kid: "Any more gifts? Soul? Tsubaki?" -soul got him a music CD, i think tsubaki got him a mug- Kid: (reads the mug) "Number 8 World's Best Shinigami." (sniff) "I am so blessed..." (wipes away a tear) "And thank you for the music, Soul. Well, then, after food and gifts, I think it is time to dance until this party ends!" stocking: so kid. want to dance? Kid: (calming down after receiving "protection", smiles) "Yes." stocking: *she smiles and dances slowly with him* Kid: (Leans a bit on her shoulder) "Everyone here has been so kind. Thank you for coming." stocking: hey, its no problem. *rubs his back a little* Kid: (inwardly screaming with joy) "I...Would you be interested in going out this weekend? Or next weekend? Or any weekend?" stocking: oh? where to? Kid: "Well, if you were free next weekend, I heard there was a carnival in True Cross Town. Care to visit?" Stocking: oh… well, you might be seeing me there. Kid: "I'll hold you to that." (Holds her closer) stocking: kid... Kid: "Yes?" stocking:.... nevermind. its nothing. Kid: (debating whether to press the issue, decides not to) "Hmm." (draws back, looks her in the eyes. Smiles as he takes both of her hands to continue their dance) stocking: seems you've been practicing. Kid: (sheepish) "Maybe." stocking: so many people here. its surprising for someone to keeps to themselves a lot to have so many friends. Kid: "I have been blessed. And it is up to me to be the friend everyone in this room deserves." (downcast) "I'm not sure I'm doing that well." stocking: i guess... *sight frown* i wish i could be nearly as lucky as you. Kid: (taken aback) "I do think it is the value of your friends, no matter how few, rather than the number of them. Would you say that the friends you have are there for you?" stocking: *sigh* actually, i dont have any, other than my family, the mansion staff, and honekoneko... actually. honekoneko is the one i really consider a legit 'friend'. Kid: (serious) "You have me." (smiles) "And that means you have Liz. And Patty. And Father. If you want to have us." stocking: *smiles a little* thank you kid. *she hugs him* that means a lot.. s-sorry for spilling my guts for you just now. Kid: "If you allow me to, er, spill my guts at to you so often, I cannot refuse to let you do the same. I really like you, Stocking." stocking: i really like you too kid. Kid: (stares into her eyes. Smiles) \do you really want to tell her your feelings boy?\ Kid: "Could I tell you something?" stocking: what is it? \what if she rejects you?\ Kid: (Listening to the voice around him. What on earth could that be?) \she just sees you as a friend. do you really want to ruin that now? foolish boy\ stocking: kid? you were saying? Kid: (Thinks...and thinks that, if he can be specific, and honest, then that is what any other person deserves) "Sorry. I just wanted to say what I'm about to say...perfectly and precisely..." \do you really want to risk it? what if she thinks you're a creep?\ \all these people are only here because they feel obligated to.\ \you’ve only just started to know her. if you tell her now you'll scare her away\ Kid: (Inhaled. Kid thought, better I be thought poorly now than refuse to be honest--because I have been deceived too often for me to hide what I feel and manipulate someone I care about.) "Stocking...I think...I am starting to fall in love with you." (His voice squeaked at the end of that sentence. He blushes, lets go of Stocking's hands, and covers his mouth.) stocking: w-wha? *blushes* Kid: (Freezes. Silent.) "I-I just mean I'm _starting_ to...I just wanted to..." (Looks down) stocking: *she doesnt say anything* ..... Kid: (Keeps looking down. Inhales. Exhales.) "I just wanted to say what I felt, to be open from the beginning. I have made things awkward, haven't I?" stocking: kid... i.... Kid: "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything yet." (lets go of her hands) "I should have waited." stocking:..... i.... *sighs* i need a little time to think about this. see you tomorrow. *slight wave and exits* Kid: (weakly tries to lift arm to wave goodbye, let's it fall...) "What do I do now? Who do I speak with?" shinra: *in deep thought* Kid: (bumps into Shinra) "S-sorry. I wasn't looking..." shinra: oh, hey, its fine man.... you alright? you dont look so good. Kid: (trying to maintain a cold, logical demeanor) "I'm...not. Sorry. I think I just said the wrong thing to...someone." shinra: ah. i can get that. *he nods* im sure you'll make it up to them one day... maybe. Kid: (inhales) "I hope so. I just...I don't know what to do." (looks to Shinra) "I want to speak with her now, but that is outrageous: she deserves to take agency and leave as she wishes. Do I call her tomorrow? Do I wait longer? What if I wait too long?" shinra: hey, calm down. ..... *sigh* im not exactly a girl expert, but maybe you should let her come to you first? Kid: "Yes. I just fear how long that will take..." -later that night, after everyone else has returned home- Kid: (Loud sigh) "What am I going to do?" (Patty walks by Kid in one of the living rooms--and stops to see what the reaper boy is doing. She waves to Lord Death, who is still around to help with clean up) Patti: "Pst! Boss! What's up with Kiddo?" lord death: im not sure. he's been like that since his little friend went home. Patty: "Should we talk with him?" (inches into the room, looks back to Lord Death to see whether he is coming) liz: kid? you ok in here? Kid: (shoots head up--his eyes are red) "F-fine. Just...a bad conversation with...Stocking." liz: oh..... !! kid... your eyes.... Kid: (sniffs, rubs left eye) "Please tell me they are both equally red...One feels more red than the other..." liz: dont tell me you've been crying in here all night... Kid: "No. I've also been regretting my actions and yelling into a pillow." (points to a nearby pillow--which has been ripped apart) "And then crying over how disfigured that pillow now is." liz: what did you even say to her? you didnt like insult her or anything, did you? Kid: "...I don't think I insulted her...But I think I said something that upset her." liz: and that was? Kid: "I said I was falling for her..." liz: and she wasnt? Kid: "I-I don't know what she is feeling! I thought she was...at least interested." liz: im not a mind reader, so i cant say for sure. if she does, then she does. if not, then your life isnt over. there's plenty of nice girls at school. Kid: "I-I know. I think I'm more upset at myself." (puts head in his hands) "I just wanted to say the right thing, perfectly. I'm a shinigami--I should be able to do so at all times...Shouldn't I?" liz: true, you are a shinigami. but you're also a person. you have your good qualities, but you also have your bad qualities. no one is completly perfect, that would be unrealistic. but thats what makes people balanced i think. Kid: "...What do I do when I feel like I'm unbalanced without her?" (sighed) "I sound like a stereotypical teenager, don't I?" liz: and i feel like the mom. *she chuckles* well, for now maybe try focusing on something else? like that new music player your dad got. that sounds like fun. patti! you want to help set it up? Patty: "On it!" (looks at the cables) "Where do these plugs go?" (Kid looks up at Patty) Kid: "How about you untangle them, first...especially since you are now entangled in them?" Patty: "Oh, yeah...Um, Sis? A little help to unwrap?" (Kid then looked to Liz) Kid: "Thank you, Liz. I...am starting to feel a little better." liz: sure any time kid. *goes over to patti* dammit patti how did you even get tied like that. it just looks.... *sigh* here, let me just get you out of there. Patty: (struggling to sit still, waiting for the wires and cables to be loosened) Kid: (reviewing his current music and new gifts) "Any particular genre you all would prefer? Father?" lord death: its your birthday, so choose whatever you like. Kid: "...If I choose a polka, you all will laugh at me, won't you?" liz: patti dont make those noises, you’re making it awkward! lord death: if it helps you, then do what you wish. Kid: "I'll...go with jazz instead. I think we all would enjoy it, especially Liz." (removes record from collection, waiting for setup) "Is the audio player ready for use?" liz: yeah, it is now. finally. Kid: (smiles) "Excellent." (places record on the player) "Patty, you ready for some music?" liz: i am. -fly me to the moon begins to play- Kid: (smiles a bit sadly when the song gets to 'I Love You') liz: *pats his back* Kid: (smiles) Patty: (plops down next to Kid, clutches him in a hug) "We love you, Kiddo! Cheer up!" Patty: "Right, Sis?" liz: of course. *sits on the other side and hugs him* Lord death: *hugs all 3 of them* Kid: (struggling to breathe) "Th-thank you all..." -the next day- Kid: (gets out of bed, showers, dresses, comes downstairs--debating whether to make his own breakfast or ask the maids) Kamille: Good morning young master. i see you're awake now. Kid: "Good morning, Kamille. I am feeling...a bit off. Could you recommend what I should have for breakfast?" Kamille: Would some tea and pancakes help? Kid: "Hmm...That sounds appetizing. May I request a flavor of pancakes?" Kamille: of course sir! what would you like? Kid: "Apple cinnamon?" kamille: coming right up~! Kid: "I trust Father returned to the Academy. And given the hour, I assume neither Liz nor Patty is awake yet, are they?" kamille: i believe they're getting ready now. you've been sleeping a bit later than usual. Kid: (checks watch) "That's still sooner than usual. I anticipate we will be ready for classes." (pensive) "I don't suppose...anyone left a message...on the phone...or in the mail...or by bat messenger..." kamille: well, other than the usual stuff the maid's take care of, that make-up kit miss liz ordered finally arrived. Kid: "Oh." (looks down) "Good for Liz." (taps his finger on the table) "Let me pour some tea. Oh, would you like some, Kamille?" kamille: i've already eaten today. but i appreciate the offer. Kid: "Oh." (taps fingers on his teacup, struggling to pass time) "H-how are you? I hope the post-party cleanup was not too stressful." kamille: not too much. Ellen 'maid' sure everything was in perfect order. hehe~ Kid: (glares at the pun) "Seriously?" kamille: huehehehe.... *sweatdrop* *ahem* carry on sir. -at school- Kid: "Quickly, Patty, Liz. I do not want to be late for our next class." Patty: "Yeah, Sis, get the lead out!" liz: yeah yeah i hear ya. -they arrived at stein's class. a certain someone was sitting near the back- Patty: "Look it is it, Kid!" Kid: (freezes, tenses up) -stocking was reading her notes quietly to herself. she glanced up at kid and looked back down, blushing a little- Kid: "Liz, Patty, we'll be sitting in this row today." (middle row of the class, far enough from the back row--but still close enough for Kid to look back at Stocking) stocking: ..... *slight frown* rosalie:............... Kid: (jots a few words on a sheet of paper) "Liz? Please pass this note to the back row." (the sheet says "STOCKING") liz: cant you do it? liz: *sigh* fine. *she passes the note* -when it reaches stocking, she is hesitant at first, but then opens it- Kid: "Can we talk after class? During lunch? Y/N" -stocking looked at the paper and slipped it into her bag- Kid: (jaw falls) Patty: "Oooh...She didn't even circle yes or no?" Kid: (loud whisper so not to attract teacher's attention) "DID YOU READ MY NOTE?!" Patty: (frowning) "Fine. I'll get her attention..." Patty: "Stocking! Want to talk with me after class?!" Stocking: *she doesn’t say anything* Patty: "Wow. You must have pissed her good." Kid: "Liz? Help? Should I wait until lunch to see what happens?" liz: that might be for the best. Kid: (puts head down into his textbook) "What are we studying, anyway?" liz: barrier rifts and outerrealms.... weird. Kid: "Rift..." (sigh) "So, we're trying to find ways of traveling vast distances in a short amount of time?" -at lunch- stocking: ...... *notices a boy with spiky back hair walk past* excuse me. but see that kid with the white stripes in his hair. can you ask him to come over here by himself? Shotaro: "Sure! Good deed, away!" (runs by Stocking--on all fours) Kid: (holding his lunch tray to find a seat at the cafeteria--and almost collides with Shotaro) Shotaro: "You! Come with me!" (clutches Kid's tray, tugging it and Kid with it to Stocking's table, where he leaves him) "Good deed done!" Kid: (blushes) "Um...Hi. Is this seat taken?" stocking: its fine, you can sit there. Kid: "V-very well." (sits, lays out his napkin along his lap, forces a nervous smile) "I-I appreciate you agreeing to meet with me. H-How are you?" stocking: good. been thinking a lot. Kid: (thinking: " 'Good'? 'Good' is good...right? Or is 'good' bad? Breathe, Kid, breathe--calm down...Just listen.) "Thinking about...?" stocking: about last night actually... Kid: (What do I ask? Do I retract what I said?) "What have you thought about last night?" stocking: mostly what you told me... and how i felt about it.... Kid: "I...see. What...do you feel? Right now?" stocking: conflicted mostly... Kid: "Are there...good emotions that you feel?" stocking: *sigh* well, i'll be honest. i've actually known you liked me. for a while now. i just wasnt expecting you to tell me so soon. Kid: "I was that obvious?" Kid: "I mean, before saying it directly?" stocking: no offence, but you werent very subtle. *she chuckles* Kid: (Thinking: Chuckling. Chuckling is good.) "Ha. I...cannot disagree with that." (looks at her) "I had wanted to be...open and honest." stocking: i guess. but there is a difference between lying and withholding information. Kid: "I...understand. I just worry that...I don't want to make my intentions unclear. And if that means that...I am attracted to you romantically, that I would like to be more than friends, I would like to say so rather than leave things confusing. That is what I mean by 'open'." stocking: *she blushes a little* well.... i guess.... i kinda like you too... but i barely know you. i have a good bit to go on, but im just scratching the surface... i mean, i might want to but... Kid: (puts left hand on table) "Let's take everything slowly. No rushing anything. And I'm sorry that I...rushed things." stocking:.... i guess. *she smiles* s-sorry... its... i had some bad experiences in the past. Kid: "I...didn't know. I'm sorry." stocking: its fine. its all in the past now, all i can do is go forwards. Kid: "I...would like to be with you as you go forward. Whatever that will be." stocking: thank you. *she holds his hand* Kid: (stiffens, then calms down. Smiles at Stocking) stocking: *smiles back* Kid: (rubbed her hand a bit) "I suppose...we can dine together for this lunch? We only have so much time before next period begins." stocking: sure. rosalie: ................ Kid: (noticing Rosalie hovering, trying to ignore her) "H-how is your lunch? Did you get any dessert? Or is that an obvious question?" stocking: um, duh~! Kid: (studying her tray--and ignoring Rosalie, who is right behind him) "I spy cake and something sweet to drink. What are you imbibing?" stocking: some caffe latte~ Kid: "Hmm. Good choice. Should balance the flavor of your cake." (looks left to right) "Pst! Is someone watching me from behind?" rosalie: *is gone* stocking: no? i dont see anyone just your partners. Patty: "Hi, Kid! You make up with your girlfriend yet?!" stocking: p-patti! *she blushes* Kid: "P-Patty!" *he blushes* "Liz! Don't you and your sister have somewhere else to be?!" liz: come on sis, didnt you want to try some of those new items on the menu? Patty: "As long as Kid is paying!" (waves his wallet in the air) Kid: (aghast. Turns to Stocking) "I am so thankful I paid for this meal first before sitting down." stocking: *chuckles* awww. poor kiddo. Kid: "My poor wallet..." (sigh) "At least the meal is enjoyable." (blushes) "And thank you for talking with me." stocking: open and honest, you know~? Kid: (smiles) "Open and honest." (he folds his napkin and sets it on his tray) "Off to next period. Heading my way?" stocking: depends, what class do you have. Kid: "Advanced Meister Studies." stocking: ah, i have history classes. i think we're going to learn about the Roma war? Kid: "Shoot. I was hoping to...talk more. I hope we can speak after class. I imagine that lesson on the Roma War is going to span over a few classes. When is your next history exam?" stocking: next thursday i think. Kid: "Should be enough time to study, I hope." (scratches his cheek) "I could...always lend my notes..." stocking: hehe, i appreciate that, but i think i can manage. Kid: "Heh, okay. Um...May I...see you after classes end today?" stocking: sure. i was hoping to get some part time work someplace. Kid: "Oh? Any particular type of work? Or location?" stocking: not sure, i was planning on checking out the cafe and the movie theater. Kid: "Deathbucks?" stocking: yeah. not sure if i want to check the cafe or the deathbucks on main. Kid: "The Cafe? I'm not sure I know of this one. What's it called? Where is it?" stocking: deathbucks. but apperantly there are two deathbucks buildings in the city. the cafe where i think your partners worked once, and the deathbucks on main street plaza. Kid: "Oh, now I remember! The one on main had a rather different design." Kid: "...Will the cafe on main require a uniform?" stocking: kinda, but it doesnt look as cute. stocking: not implying i want to look cute at work, but. i.. you know how much i love cute clothes~ hehe~ Kid (thinking: "I like her in cute clothes, too...But I already made things badly! So...just don't say anything") (blushing) "O-Oh, really...That's a shame...That the outfits aren't as cute!" stocking: kiddooo~ are you thinking about me in a waitress dress~? Kid: "...Maybe?" stocking: i think you'd look cute too~ Kid: (grimaces) "I don't do dresses..." (adjusts collar) stocking: aw, well im sure you would look nice in either uniform. Kid: "Never. Again." stocking: hmm? Kid: "I-it was one time! I was young!" stocking: did you want to talk about it? i promise i wont laugh. Kid: "...Last year, I was playing a punishment game with my teammates...and I lost to Black Star. My punishment was putting on one of the Deathbucks uniforms...Those skirts are too short..." stocking: aww... now that i think about it, i bet you looked really cute. Kid: "...Maybe...I doubt half as cute as you would..." stocking: hehe, you're such a sweet talker. Kid: (blushes) "I-I don't have a lot of experience at it..." stocking: well, i appreciate it none-the-less. ah, i should head to class. see you then~ Kid: "Yes. Have a good class." -she smiles and waves- (He smiles and waves back) rosalie: ....................... Kid: (frowning) "I know you are right there, Rosalie. Sensing your soul, it is deafening. What do you want?" Rosalie: oh! k-kid. i was.... i was considering a part time job at deathbucks. what do you think? Kid: (eyebrow raise) "Are you seeking employment to supplement your allowance?" Rosalie: yeah, i could use a little extra money to keep on the side. Kid: "And Stocking working there has nothing to do with that?" rosalie: oh that girl? i didnt even know she was considering it. Kid: "You were practically hovering around me. You expect me to believe this is merely a coincidence?" rosalie: oh, i was actually on my way to my advanced weapon studies class. i guess i overheard. Kid: (eyebrow still raised) "O...kay. In any case, how are your weapons classes going?" rosalie: i'm doing much better at it. i'm able to transform my limbs perfectly. Kid: "Really? Would you have time to demonstrate?" rosalie: i would, but i have to do that in class. i dont want to keep the teacher waiting. Kid: "Very well. I hope class goes well. Before you leave, who is teaching your course?" rosalie: i didnt catch the teacher's name, but the assistant teacher is miss Oze. take care. Kid: "Have a good class!" (waves goodbye) Kid: (calling to his weapons) "Liz, I'll be in my Advanced Meister Class. How are you and Patty doing in your weapons course?" patti: doing good! liz:..... Kid: "Liz?" liz: hmm? oh, yeah. im here. say, can i talk to you tonight, just us? Kid: "Sure." (Looks to Patty. Then to Liz.) "Although it is highly unorthodox for only one weapon to be present..." liz: yeah, i know, i know. but. its really important, ok? Kid: (serious) "Of course. After dinner?" liz: with who? what about your little girlfriend, stocking, hmm? patti: dang, you are just crawling in girls. luckyyyyy. Kid: "I-I haven't made dinner plans with her for this evening...Not yet. Why? Should I ask her to join us for dinner?" liz: no i jus- *ahem* i wanted to discuss more.... personal matters. Kid: "O...kay. Just you and me, after dinner." (looks to Patty) "Will you be able to preoccupy yourself while your sister and I discuss this...matter?" patti: caaaan do! -later- Kid: "That was a satisfying dinner. Liz, shall we now speak?" liz: yeah. *she looks around, making sure they are alone* i wanted to talk to you.... about that rosalie girl. Kid: "She seems...odd. Hovering around. I can feel her watching me." liz: yeah, luckily she isnt around right now. but.... she- something about her doesnt sit well with me. Kid: (Leans forward) "I thought the same. I could read something about her soul, but it's not yet clear to me. Tell me, what have you noticed about her?" liz: at the halloween dance. when the king and queen were picked, she took some guy outside. and when she came in, the guy was gone, but her costume looked more red... Kid: (eyes widen) "Do you know the name of the man who was with her?" liz: no. just some random student. Kid: "We need to find that student's name. We will have to interview to learn who that student was, without raising suspicions of Rosalie. And have forensics check where she was in case there is any...evidence of that boy's presence. Have you mentioned any of this to anyone else?" liz: no. just you. Kid: "I do not want someone else attracting Rosalie's attention. But I do we should report this to Sid and Naigus--they have experience acquiring forensic evidence surreptiously." liz: yeah, but what proof do we have? Kid: "We have a student no one has seen since the dance, yes? I think a missing person justifies at least looking into the spot where he was last seen..." liz: maybe... i remember the guy wore a creepy looking mask. Kid: " 'Creepy'? Please narrow that down. Was it more human-like, animal-like, or demon-like?" liz: hmmm... *sketches a rough drawing of what the mask resembled* Kid: "Hmm...This drawing does not adhere to traditional practices of sketching, but I guess it's better than nothing." liz: *glare*...... well, yeah, its something to work with. so where do we start? Kid: "A mask is not going to help us identify a person if they attend the Academy...but perhaps we can find which shops actually sell this mask. What if it is rare?" liz: well, i guess. oh! i just remembered, he was hanging out with a few others, and i could see their faces. maybe ask them? Kid: "Let's do so. It's rather late tonight. I suggest I approach Sid and Naigus tomorrow, you interview that student's friends." liz: yeah. night. --The Next Day-- Kid: "Liz, I will be meeting with Sid and Naigus today. You find those other students around our mystery person. Oh, and do try to avoid bringing any of this up to Patty." Liz: can do. -later, after kid brought things up to sid and nygus- Kid: (bumps into someone) "Oh, sorry." stocking: ah, its fine. Kid: "S-Stocking! Hello! Hi! Salutations! Um...How are you?" stocking: *she chuckles* doing fine. and you? Kid: (Thinking: "I can't tell her about what I am investigating.") (smiles) "I am well, thank you. So, any progress with your job application to the cafe?" stocking: still a work in progress. no pun intended. Kid: "Heh." (awkward pause) "Where are you heading right now?" stocking: actually i was heading to battle tactics classes. Kid: "I as well! Shall we head to class together?" stocking: sure. *she smiles* Kid: "The teacher to this class is a real killer. If you'll pardon the Death City vernacular." stocking: ah, hahah. *sweatdrop* i'm still getting used to it. Stein: "Hurry up, you two. Or you'll be my personal punchingbags for today's demonstration." stocking: well geez then. Stein: (sneers) "Hurry. Wouldn't want to bruise yourself in my demonstration...or lose a limb." stocking: ..... *huffs and takes a seat in the back* Kid: (sits by her) "Best not to lose a limb...quite asymmetrical." stocking: yeah, plus my dad would probably tear him a new one. Kid: "Your father? You certain he could handle Stein?" stocking: well... n-nevermind. may as well pay attention to the class... Kid: (opens book, removed papers, removes pen--and starts intricately writing notes...slowly...) "Darn. That 'T' just doesn't look right." stocking: .......  *writing notes* Stein: "Now, I will need a volunteer for today's demonstration." (Stares at Kid and Stocking with a sneer) stocking: *eyes fixated on her notes* Kid: (burying his nose in his book) Stein: "Who shall I pick...Stocking? You've been awfully quiet today." stocking: (thoughts: fucking shit) oh? i was trying to pay attention to the lesson like a good little student. Stein: "Gee, how kind of you--and also notoriously sycophantic. Down here, now--you're my guinea pig for this demonstration." stocking: .... ok, but i wont get hurt, will i? *there is a light passive aggressive tone in her voice* Stein: "If you don't get hurt, how will you ever learn? But seriously, if you've been doing your training, this lesson should go smoothly. Understood?" stocking: ok... *she smiles at kid* im ready. Kid: (gives two thumbs up) Stein: "Good." (Stands up, pushes chair away--which falls down as he does so. He removes his labcoat. He holds out his arms.) "Come at me. I want you to try to kill me." stocking: do i need a weapon partner for this or not? Stein: "I see no problem with that: you may have a weapon if you wish." stocking: any volunteers? bailey: ohoh! i volunteer! Kid: (nudges a classmate) "Who is that student?" bailey: Bailey Seizemore reporting sir! *waves* stocking: what she said. Kid: (remembers) "Ah. I wonder whether she is as sufficient as her sibling." (looks to Stocking) "Best of luck..." bailey: here i go! weapon form activate! *goes into sword mode* Stein: (stands still) "Well? Are you just going to stand there? Or are you going to show me what you got?" (holds out hand and moves fingers in a "come here" gesture) stocking: *breathes and waits to make a move, then rushes forward with the sword in hand* Stein: (Sneers, waiting motionless.) stocking: haah! *slashes at him* Stein: (catches sword between his hands, holding it before it hits him) "Too slow." stocking: *pulls back, in an attempt to slice his palms* Stein: (ducks, swings leg under him to knock Stocking's legs) stocking: !! *jumps up to avoid getting kicked* Stein: (palm punch heading towards her chin) stocking: *dodges to the side* Stein: (Stocking is now where he was, he is now where she was. As he turns around to face her back, he lifts his leg to kick her in the back stocking: *is knocked down and rolls to get up* Stein: "Sloppy. Are you even practicing?" stocking: *smirks and kicks her legs at his stomach* Stein: "Ugh!" (stumbles back, but still on his feet) "Good." (smiles) "But not enough." (dashes at Stocking, preparing to knock Baily out of her hands with a punch to Stocking's wrist) stocking: ah! *drops bailey but picks her up with her other hand, aiming the blade at stein's neck, panting* Stein: (stops) "Very good, Stocking, Baily." (calmly moves the blade away from his neck with one finger. Reaches into his pocket to remove a cigarette--his hand shaking just a bit, even as his voice is calm) "But there is room for improvement. Baily, you are depending far too much on Stocking rather than resonating with her soul fully." bailey: i guess, but i feel more comfy with mizuki anyways *she smiles* no offence. stocking: its fine. Stein: "It will be important for both of you to have some flexibility, to optimize your resonance." (lights cigarette, drags on it, exhales) "Good work. Both of you. Please return to your seat. And Stocking? Watch on your left." stocking: *looks* ?? Stein: "No. I meant in our battle. You seemed distracted, weren't focusing on all locations." (exhales another smoke) "Come now. I'm not so petty after a loss to dare punch a student on their left as some gag." (sneers) "If I wanted to attack, you'd be dead right now. And serving as my new taxidermy subject." stocking: hmmm... \she would be a pretty little doll\ stocking: *she sits next to kid* Kid: "Excellent work. For Stein, his comments are the equivalent of a high compliment." stocking: yeah, i guess. (thinking: actually, i was really holding back...) Kid: "Cheer up--your form and combat skills just keep improving!" stocking: thank you kid. *she smiles slightly, but warmly* Stein: "Sorry, am I interrupting something?" (Stein is standing in the row behind them) stocking: gah! jeez, i nearly jumped out of my skin! Stein: "Don't let me stop you--you have such fine skin..." Kid: "Would you stop that?! Why are you sneaking around the classroom?" Stocking: *cringes* please don’t touch me. Stein: "Why are you two talking while I'm lecturing?" (stares at Stocking) "Anything you want to share with the class?" Kid: "Enough. I am sorry that we were speaking during your lecture--when you were telling us that, for proper resonance between meister and weapon, it sometimes helps to picture common goals shared by both persons." (holds up paper of his notes--but in Stocking's handwriting) "See? Stocking wrote those notes as you spoke. So what exactly is the problem here, Professor?" Stein: "...No problem at all." (slowly slinks below the row between him and Kid/Stocking's row--surprising students in his row as he seems to disappear....) (and then pops up behind his desk) "I think that will be all for today's class. Or do we have any questions? Stocking? Kid?" stocking: *doesnt say anything, but smiles at kid* Kid: "No, not today, thank you." Stein: (points to door) "Then be off." Kid: (holds up his notes in her handwriting) "Don't forget your 'notes,' Stocking." stocking: *she nods and takes them, looking at them* Kid: "Not a terrible imitation of your handwriting...not perfect. But how can I match that?" stocking: why... *makes sure they are in the hall and whispers* why did you want to try and imitate my writing? is it because i was doodling in class? Kid: (shrugs) "I find that, with Stein, it is best to give him the answer he wants. Otherwise, he will keep poking and prodding." (smirks) "Cute doodles, by the way." stocking: ah. oh, thanks. i tried to keep them relevant to the lesson. Kid: "Is that why Stein has bunny ears?" stocking: what? cant i add a little humor? Kid: (giggles--then catches himself. Clears voice, coughs, smiles) "Um, indeed." stocking: oh, your one friend mentioned that you write poetry sometimes? Kid: (blushes) "I try to write sonnets, but I just do not like the pentameter..." stocking: ah. Kid: "...Would you...like to listen to my poetry, at some time? Or I could lend you some to read?” stocking: maybe i could come over to your place and hear it? Kid: "Th-that would be great! Please let me know whenever would be good for you." stocking: how about tonight? since i basically know the way now. Kid: "S-sure! Yes! Super!" (grimaces at that last one, clears throat) "I would like that. Would you like to have dinner at our place as well? We have cake." stocking: sure, that sounds lovely. Kid: "6 o'clock?" stocking: sounds good. Kid: (looks at his watch) "I'm afraid I have study hall now, but I have to...meet someone..." stocking: oh? is it your girlfriend? Kid: "N-no! I don't have a girlfriend!" (stares a second too long at Stocking) "I mean, I want one. I...have someone in mind..." (clears throat) "No. Professional DWMA business. Very hush-hush." stocking: ahh, i see. (thinking: i think its pretty obvious who it is you're interested in though haha) Kid: "I...guess we depart here. What is your next class?" stocking: looks like... literature. see you at 6~ *she softly kisses his nose before leaving* Kid: (blushing, stammering, standing still) "Wh-where was I going again?" -later at 6- *din don* Stocking: hey kid, im here. Kid: "I STOPPED STAMMERING HOURS AGO! I mean, um...Come in!" stocking: *smiles and enters* so how was your 'professional duties' Kid: (serious but smiling) "Confidential, I'm afraid." stocking: figures, haha. so whats for dinner? Kid: "Our main course has some options. You have a choice: lamb chops with balsamic reduction, or orecchiette with rapini and goat cheese." stocking: wow, sounds fancy... hmmm. i'll take either what is the sweetest or the least spicy? Kid: "I recommend the lamb chops, then." stocking: guess i'll go with that. Kid: "I'm happy to have you here. How did you spend your time after classes today?" stocking: filling out my part time work form. Kid: "With the DWMA? How long has the paperwork become now?" stocking: no, i mean the deathbucks form haha. my dad already took care of everything with the school. Kid: "Oh, good." (Smiles. Then frowns. Then eyes widen.) "Your father?" stocking: yeah. he's...uh.... really wealthy. that explains why i can afford that really fancy apartment, haha! Kid: "Sorry, I just never...heard you talk much about your family." stocking: i guess it just wasn’t brought up a lot. i guess i'm still learning too after 6-7 years. Kid: "Ah." (Debates with himself whether to ask more) "Have you spoken with your father much recently?" stocking: yeah. he said he'd be going to the fall festival on saturday, its kind of a family tradition. Kid: "Oh! That should be enjoyable for both of you, yes?" stocking: yeah, you mentioned wanting to go too, right? Kid: "Y-Yes, I do! I would enjoy seeing you there! And meeting your father!" (realizes he is talking loudly) "It would be enjoyable." stocking: i guess... but be warned, he's a bit...... eccentric... Kid: (smiles) "My father is the Grim Reaper." stocking: so i've seen. *she smiles* Kid: "In any case, I look forward to getting to know your father. Shall we head into the dining hall for our meal? I think Liz and Patty will be joining us." stocking: sounds great! (Kid holds out a hand to offer to guide her) stocking: *she smiles and holds his hand* Kid: "Here we are?" (lets go of her hand to pull her seat for her) stocking: *she smiles and seats herself* Kid: (takes his seat) "I think I hear the sisters arriving." liz: hey, we're here. *waves* Kid: (Waves) "I trust your day has gone well." (Pours water for all four of them) "_And all that you were working on today, yes?_" (he stared at her intently) liz: oh ya know, the usual stuff... they have morning rescue in the vending machines now. Kid: "Hmm. I'm surprised how much material we get from Japan. Of course, given our close alliance with that nation..." (smiles at Stocking) "I don't suppose Morning Rescue is sweet enough for you?" stocking: i havent had the time to try it yet. Patty: "It's really good! You should buy some!" stocking: i'll keep that in mind then. Kid: (glances at Liz to see whether she knows that he is interested in her investigation) "Everything else go smoothly at school today?" liz: yeah. talked to some other students. they told me their friend Tenma hasnt been coming to class recently. Kid: "Tenma." (to Stocking) "Have you met a student by that name?" stocking: no. then again, i havent met too many people here yet. Patty: (sits down next to Stocking) "Then we have to fix that, ASAP! I mean, we can't let Kid menopause all your time, can we?!" Kid: (horrified) " 'Monopolize,' Patty." stocking: ....hehe... i guess... *sweatdrop* Kid: (sweatdrop as well) "Liz, I would like to speak with you later after dinner about...homework." liz: yeah, i'd appreciate that. Kid: "I wonder how much longer until dinner is served." -seems dinner is being served now- Patty: "Yummy yummy! Thanks for the meal you all!" (salutes the maids) stocking: looks good. thanks for the meal~ Kid: "Excellent flavor and texture. You continue to raise the bar for culinary expertise." Kid: "Stocking, would you like something to drink? We have various sweet drinks." stocking: hmmm, how about some tea? something fitting for this meal. Kid: "Thank sounds good. One cup for me as well, please." liz: i'll just have some water. Patty: "Cola! -after that course- Kid: "Was the meal to your satisfaction, Stocking?" stocking: yep~ and now for the best part~! Kid: "We have a variety of dessert options. Any particular fruit, sweet, chocolate, or other amenity you desire for this course?" stocking: ooooh~ lets go with whatever sweet dessert you can come up with~! Kid: "Heh--I should try preparing a dessert for you at some point." Patty: "DON'T DO IT, STOCKING!--He'll take two hours just to crack an egg properly!" stocking: *sweatdrop* Kid: "QUIET, PATTY! *Ahem* We have a delicious Valrhona cacao truffle. Would that be to your liking?" stocking: oooohh. sounds yummy~ Kid: "Liz? Patty? That sound good?" Patty: "Yep!" stocking: *licking her lips* Kid: (glances at Stocking, blushes. Tries to distract himself) "Liz? Everything okay?" liz: yeah, lets go for it. Kid: "Four orders of the cacao truffle, please!" stocking: oooh~ they look so good~ thanks~! *she takes a bite* mmm. MMMMMMM~~!! soo gooood! Kid: "Yes. The staff has outdone themselves." stocking: careful, you get any sweeter and i'll have to eat you~ Kid: (Gulp.) -after dinner- stocking: ahh~ so yummy~! Kid: (dabbing napkin to his lips) "Yes. Exquisite." stocking: ....?? oh, kid. you have some chocolate on the side here. Kid: (symmetry minor panic) "Wh-where?!" stocking: *gets up and licks it off. then licks the other side* there we go~ Kid: (Blushing. Stammering. About to collapse out of his chair--while sitting) "Th-thanks." stocking: no problem~ hehe Patty: (staring, blushing a bit herself) "Um...I'm going to get another glass of cola! Any of y'all want something?" stocking: some tea would be nice. liz: im good... *stares* Kid: "I-I'm fine!" Patty: (stares at Liz, kind of nods her head towards the kitchen) stocking: kid? you ok? Kid: "Fine! I just...am not used to...being licked." (awkward pause) "Sorry. I can't think of any other way to phrase that without having strange implications." stocking:..... *she giggles* Patty: "Okay! I'll be back with my cola." (winks at Liz) "Okay, Sis?" liz: yeah. liz: *gets up and follows* Patty: (loudly talking) "Thank you for helping me bring the cola back, Sis!" (slowly closes kitchen door) "OMG! WTF was that?!" liz: i know! she didnt even so much as flinch! i mean, what the hell? Patty: (struggling to keep her face to a whisper) "She is like...Wow! She is weird! That chick is weird!" (...) "It was kinda hot, though." liz: yeah, she-..... patti what the hell?! Patty: (shrugs) "It was. What, you didn't want to be on the end of a licking? Or to lick Kid's face?" liz: *blushing wildly* p-p-patti! *sighs* i just... that girl barely knows him...i just want to be sure she isnt just using him. Patty: "Oh, she's using him." (smirks) "And he likes being used as her personal licking-post." liz: patti im being serious here! we hardly know a thing about her. how to we know she isnt just pretending to like him because he's rich and good looking? b-because he's more than that dammit! Patty: (Eyebrow raise) "Are you...? You know what? Nevermind. I'll ask later." (looks out the door crack to see Stocking and Kid laughing with each other) "I think you may be onto something. He is our meister, so we have to protect him." (looks at Liz) " Patty: "Any ideas? Should we test her to make sure she is really, absolutely committed to Kiddo?" liz: hmmmmm... i got it. we'll have a girl's night out with her. we'll have to invite tsubaki and maka. maybe those girls from not too. Patty: "Yeah! Yeah! Get her drunk and then make her reveal all of her secrets!" (quiets down) "Or did you mean something else?" liz: no, i mean, just get together and have a sleepover. maybe get to know her. hopefully she wont get too suspicious if there are other girls there. i mean, i dont want to be that kind of girl and be suspicious without really knowing her... (thinking: rosalie on the other hand...) Patty: "Sleepover! That'll be fun! And even if we don't out Stocking as some evil succubus trying to corrupt our Kiddo, at least we can put Maka's hand in water and tickle Tsugumi with a feather and shaving cream!" (then gets more serious) "By the way, what were you up to today? You and Kid seemed...you know...like you're planning something. Or hiding something." liz: i guess. maybe we could prank call some teachers? (thoughts: hmmm.. should i be honest? or just leave her in ignorant bliss) hey, didnt we promise to bring drinks to those two? Patty: "Oh, yeah! Here, I got the bottles of cola and--" (Stops walking. Scowls. Looks back at Liz) "Wait a minute...YOU STILL HAVEN'T ANSWERED MY QUESTION?! ...What was my question again?" liz: thanks. and yeah, i think we are having waffles for breakfast tomorrow. Patty: (thinking: "I'll ask her when she's ready to tell me...") "Goody!" (Turns, kicks door open) "I got the soda! Stocking! You done licking Kiddo?" stocking: you're not gonna let me live that down, are you? Patty: "Nope! But just because it was so adorable and hot!" (turns to Kid) "Cola?" stocking: *blushes* Kid: (blushes as well) "N-No thanks." (Clears throat) "Well, shall we retire to the den? We have some new music, courtesy of Father and from my birthday." stocking: sounds lovely. Kid: (stands, hold out hand to help Stocking from her seat) stocking: *she smiles and takes his hand* Kid: (helps her up, leads her to the den) (Patty exchanges a look with Liz) liz: *doesnt say anything* (Patty and Liz follow, sit with Kid and Stocking in the den) Kid: "Any particular music you all prefer?" stocking: i guess classical or techno. Kid: "Hmm...Well, that's surprising...Soul included this song..." stocking: oh, so he does mix tapes? Kid: "He's a weapon of many talents...Not bad, actually." stocking: ah. i see. Patty: "Not bad--has a good beat! Liz, what're your thoughts?" liz: yeah, not bad. Kid: "Stocking, what do you have in classes tomorrow? Have you finished homework?" stocking: looks like i have history, gym, and art as 3 of the main classes... Kid: "Oh--I have gym tomorrow as well. Second period?" stocking: as a matter of fact yes! Kid: "Excellent! Liz, Patty, and I will see you there! I heard tomorrow's lesson will be meister vs weapon basketball." stocking: looks like i'll be on your team then, kid. Kid: (looks to Thompsons) "Better watch out, you two!" liz: *cracks knuckles* challange accepted. Patty: *cracks knuckles as well* "How about we make this a bit more interesting with a little bet?" stocking: ohhh? and what do you have in mind, pray-tell? Patty: "Hmmm....If your team loses, Kid has to come to school in a dress!" Kid: "What?!" Patty: "And what should Stocking have to do, Sis?" liz: not sure. what can you come up with? Patty: "I would say have them switch clothes--but that's not really embarrassing for Stocking so much as Kiddo. Or we could have her get her hair cut like Kid!" liz: hmmm. how about you wear a bunny suit? im not talking playboy bunny here. im talking shopping mall easter bunny here. Patty: "OOOh! Yes! A dress and an Easter Bunny!" (whispers to Stocking) "Don't go near Crona--unless you wanna die!" stocking: noted. an if you lose... you get to dress up like those old animatronics from the old pizza parlor outside of town. Patty: "But how is that a punishment for me--Ouch!" (Liz elbows Patty) "I mean, um...Oh no! How will I bear with that punishment?!" (grabs Kid and Liz’s hands to shake) "We agree to the terms of this bet?" liz: *siiiigh* alright.. Kid: (determined, confident smile) "Agreed." stocking: works for me~ Kid: "Then I think we all will need our sleep before our big game tomorrow. Stocking, may I escort you home?" stocking: dont worry, i know the way back. i appreciate the offer though. Kid: "Then I will see you out at least." (looks his shoulder) "Liz, when you have a moment, I'd like to speak with you." liz: *she nods* Kid: "Stocking? If was a pleasure as always to have you visit our home." stocking: thanks. maybe one day you can come over to my place for coffee once i get settled in a bit more. Kid: "If you ever need help setting up your home, I would be happy to offer...although, with me, I may do more harm than good, obsessing about the best placement for everything to have maximum balance in your residence." stocking: i appreciate that, but i think i can manage. Kid: "Have a safe walk home. I don't suppose I could trouble you to send me a message once you arrive home, to let me know you got there safely?" stocking: sure kid. Kid: "Good night!" (waves to Stocking. Looks back to see Liz watching him.) "Is Patty still around? Or are we alone that we can speak?" liz: Yeah, i think we're alone now. Kid: "Good. I hope Patty is far enough away." (leads them back to den to sit) "What did your end of the investigation uncover?" Liz: well, we know the guy's name now, Tenma. Not sure if its his first or last name, or if is a nickname, but it something. Kid: "How did his classmates describe him? What was his usual demeanor?" liz: a little laid back, if somewhat gullible. Kid: "So deceived into following our potential serial killer? How was he that night? Was he acting any differently?" liz: same as usual, though i couldnt see his face because of the mask. Kid: "I am awaiting confirmation from Sid and Naigus concerning anything that they can find at Tenma's last known location. Who knows?--Maybe they will have a breakthrough tomorrow?" liz: hopefully. Kid: "Any other information about Tenma I should know?" liz: thats all i have to go on. Kid: "Understood. Well, excellent work. I suggest we get some sleep then." (smirks) "Before you and your sister end up dressed like pizza parlor characters..." liz: well, im just glad she didnt suggest we stay the night in that creepy old place... i heard rumors you know.. Kid: "Which old place? This is Death City, after all." liz: that abandonded pizzaria... with the creepy killer animatronics! Kid: "Ah. Hmm...There is something odd about that location, almost a spiritual energy coming from it...I think we'll have to investigate it ourselves to determine what is wrong with it." liz: why dont we worry about that place AFTER dealing with creepy blondie stalker? i dont want to have my head bitten off thanks. Kid: "We should at least have someone look into it! I'll call Father now to confirm that he has set up a mission. If we have our own investigation, then at least someone else can look into the location." liz: i guess so. Kid: "I will call Father, then go to bed. You heading to bed as well?" liz: yeah. night, -the next day- stocking: *Stretching* yep, today's gonna be a good day! Kid: (stretching as well) "Agreed. With our team of meisters, how can we lose?" liz: *cracks knuckles* well, we have patti on our side. Kid: "Need any help stretching?" stocking: im good. you? Kid: "I think I'm balanced." Patty: "Our team is gonna win! You know why, Stocking?!" stocking: why is that? Patty: "Look at your team, dollface: Kid'll be obsessed with whether there are a symmetrical number of bumps on the basketball..." (spins basketball on her finger) "And your meister team includes the worst basketball player in this school!" stocking: who? the blonde guy? herpes i think his name was? Hiro: "Hi! How are you all?" Patty: "Oh, wow--I meant Maka. But yeah, you got the _two_ worst teammates!" stocking: well, you know what they say about the underdogs in sports movies. Patty: "Look, Missie, I've seen Air Bud twelve times--unless you got a canine on your team, you're screwed." (Pinches Kid's cheeks) "I got a lovely dress for you! Whole Alice in Wonderland theme for you and your rabbit!" stocking: we'll see to that, chica the chicken. Patti: "Chicken?! I'll make you eat those words!" (Liz drags Patty away) Kid: "So we have you, Hiro, Maka, and me. Shouldn't there be another member of this team?" stocking: Well, looks like we have Black*Star, Meme, Akane and Kim. Kid: "Hmmm...Those are enough really good meisters to overcome our competition, even when considering how poor at basketball Hiro and Maka are..." stocking: and those two not girls, the pigtails girl and the glasses girl. they dont seem that physically strong. Kid: "No bunny suit for you, then." (Turns to teammates) "Who is captain for this team? Or should we take a vote?" stocking: rock-paper-scissors for it? Kid: "Very well." Kim: Alright! Let me show you how things get done. Patty: "Oh, is it opposite day? 'Cause that's the only way you're gonna beat us!" -and so the game begins- Patty: "Soul, block your girlfriend! Big Sis, pass! Tsugumi, do something useful!" Kid: (tries to intercept the ball between Liz and Mizuki) -this goes on for a bit, when stocking grabs the ball, she breathes and sends it flying like a shot-put- -the ball knocks Mio off her feet- mio:....ow.... Patty: "Foul!" Yukari: (mizuki's sister) FOUL! That was a completely unorthodox and outright illegal move! That poor girl may have a concussion and get triggered by basketballs because of this! Have you no shame at all?! Inexcusable! Unacceptable! I should have you reported! Mizuki: *excalibur face* Kid: "Okay, okay, let's all calm down" (looks to Kim) "We have to allow that was a foul, yes? At least to get through this short-term problem if we want to win the competition." kim: im sorry what? oh yeah, it hit that one kid, so yeah, foul. Kid: (sweatdrop) "Thank you for your concern..." (tosses ball to Patty for foul shot--knowing better than to toss it to Mio and risk hitting her in the face) stocking: *frowns and continues playing* Kid: "Pass to me! I'm open!" stocking: *passes the ball off* Kid: (catches the ball, shoots from three-point line--and is blocked by Liz) -some time later- Kid: (catatonic shock) "Oh god no..." Patty: "In yo face, Reaper and Stocking!" stocking: *sighs* oh well. Hiro: "Everything okay? Why the glum expressions?" Maka: "Yeah, what's wrong with you two? It's just a b-ball game." stocking: well. we kiiiinda made a bet with the thompsons. Maka: "..." (looks at Kid) "What have I told you about making bets?" (looks to Stocking, points at Kid) "Never let him make bets. I beg you." stocking: what do i look like, his nanny? stocking: also, you might want to keep chrona away from my during my portion of the bet... Maka: "No, you are not his nanny." (looks back at Soul) "But I do know a thing about stupid boyfriends doing stupid things." (smiles at Stocking) "Just like I know how boyfriends prevent stupid girlfriends from doing stupid things." (raises eyebrow) "Wait, why keep Crona away?" soul+stocking: *blushing* wait what?! Maka: (giggles) "Just trying to pass along good advice." Kid: (catatonic) "No...skirts...Or at least make the dress symmetrical." stocking: *kneels next to him* hey kid, you ok? *pats his back* Kid: (takes her hand) "Yes. Just...shocked." (inhales, sighs) "We tried our best, didn't we?" stocking: yeah...... need some water? Kid: (nods) "Th-thank you." stocking: *helps him stand up and brings him to the drinking fountain* Kid: (sips on water, pulls back head) "This is going to be embarrassing..." stocking: im sure you'll look cute. and if anyone laughs, im sure they're just jealous. Kid: (blushes) "You...think I would look cute in a dress?" stocking: of course. anyone can look cute in a dress. you'll just look twice as cute~ Kid: (small smile) "Maybe...I doubt I would look half as cute as you do in a dress..." stocking: *giggles and kisses his nose* come on, looks like its time to get changed back into normal clothes and head to the next class. Kid: "Stocking...Thank you." (takes her hand so they can walk together as much as they can before separating to go to their separate shower/locker rooms) -students changing, please be patient- Kid: "Soul? Why do you have that smirk? My underwear aren't asymmetrical, are they?" soul: so... that girl... are you two like a thing? black*star: hehe Kid: "...We're...seeing each other. I am interested. Very interested. Thoroughly interested." soul+black*Star: ooooooohhhh *snickering* black*Star: smoochy smoochy kiddo's in looove! Kid: (eyes narrow, smirks) "Thank you. I am very happy with Stocking, and I appreciate your desire to see me happy and fulfilled. Now, if you two are done with your mockery, you mind covering up? Your naked asymmetry is even worse than your clothed asymmetry." soul: alright, alright. black*star: so you're gonna wear a dress again huh? Kid: (cringes, then tries to pass it off with nervous laughter) "Where did you hear such an absurd idea?" black*star: patti told me. but in all seriousness, you look pretty dang good in a dress. just sayin. Kid: (frown) "Gee, thanks. I just want to get that whole mess over with...and then hide Patty's Halloween candy stash for outing that bet." soul: she'll probably just sniff it out. Kid: "Hmm...Perhaps I should bury it under a pound of asparagus and cabbage...In any case, I had best finish getting changed to get back to Stock--Class! Classes!" soul: suuuuure. Kid: "Oh, why don't you go take another exam in your underwear!" (Finishes getting dressed, retrieves books from locker.) -at home- Patty: "You think we got enough clothing options for Kid and Stocking, Sis?" liz: yep. seems fitting. Kid (down the hall): "Liz? Patty? Where are you?" Kid: (enters room, sees the range of dresses hanging on mannequins) "Oh no..." liz: oooh yes. at least you get to choose which one you want to wear. Kid: (pokes at one skirt) "I am not wearing this. Look at short it is!" liz: maybe you want a second opinion from your girlfriend? *she chuckles* Kid: (blushes) "I wear that and...people will get quite a view...Couldn't you recommend something a little more conservative?" liz: alright, alright. *mutters* what a prude... Kid: "Just show me what you got.” liz: how about this cute little alice style pinafore? Kid: "Hmph. At least the color is okay, and the skirt is longer. Let's set this aside as the top option for now. I see three other dresses here--" (Blushes) "I-I don't do bare midriffs. Um, what else is there?" Kid: (tugs at the Stocking-like dress) "Where did you find this one?” liz: they were selling a similar dress in one of those fancy dress shops. Kid: "Hmm...Which would you suggest: the Allce, the Stocking, or the Lolita?" liz: *shrugs* Kid: "I-I guess the Lolita one..." liz: aww. cute. what do you think sis? Patty: "I would go with the halter top and pumps--but I guess this'll be good enough for some photogenic opportunities." Kid: "You're going to take photographs of me?!" liz: *whistles innocently* Kid: (growl) "Fine." (snatches the dress) "Let me go change to try this out. You two talk among yourselves." -and so- Patty: "You got your lens and flash for your camera, Sis?" stocking: sup. *she is dressed in a fursuit resembling zipper t bunny from animal crossing* Kid: "Stocking?" (looks her up and down) "Nice...overalls?" stocking: aww, you look so cute~! Kid: (blushing) "This is embarrassing...even if this dress does look rather nice..." stocking: i think it's adorable. its even cuter with those expressions of yours~ Kid: (frowns) "Promise me that if someone flips my skirt up, that you'll deck them." stocking: got it~ Kid: "Could you walk me to my first class at least?" stocking: of course. *she smiles and takes his hand* Kid: "I will be stuck in advanced Meister-Weapon training, so I do not look forward to classmates giggling at this dress...even if its color does flatter my complexion. Er, anyway, what is your next class?" stocking: looks like history class again. Kid: "Good luck. Take good notes. Don't take carrots from strangers." stocking: *she laughs* thanks. and i'll try not to bump into chrona. Kid: "Good." (Looks at Stocking. Kisses the forehead of her bunny outfit. Blushes.) stocking: *blushes behind the mask* well, better get you to class then. Kid: "You as well. I'll see you at lunch! I'll bring carrots! (Sorry! Last carrot joke!)" stocking: sure thing, princess~ Kid: "(Annoyed grunt) Yeah, yeah..." (walks into class--and everyone is standing at their desks) Patty: "Introducing, to the royal court, our fair princess, Kiddo! APPLAUSE, YOU PEASANTS!" Kid: "Liz?! What the hell?!" gopher: *snickering* mio: thats....er...a nice look...i guess... Kid: "Just get out of my way, and let me to my seat." (Kid then feels someone flip up his skirt. Furious, he spins and decks the person in the face, and it is revealed to be...) gopher: *smirks* feh~ i look cuter in a dress anyway~ Kid: "Then let me take it off and strangle you with it!" Patty: "Kid! You can do that after the day is over! Now take your seat. Oh, and, um, cross your legs--we don't need to see that, pal." liz: i think some students in school would disagree with you sis. Kid: (blushes, puts legs together, looks down) -later at lunch- stocking: hey kid. *she waves* Kid: "Hello. How was your class?" stocking: pretty good. we're still learning about the Roma war, and the Romani people in general. Apparently they worshiped a moon deity named 'Izanami'. Kid: "Interesting. When is your next history test?" stocking: next tuesday i believe. Kid: "Good luck. Um...I ended up punching a student today in class..." stocking: you arent in trouble, are you? Kid: "Miss Marie was too distracted by how adorable my dress was to punish me." stocking: well, you are adorable, even without the dress. Kid: "Thank you. If I may say, you carry yourself well regardless what you wear--even a rabbit outfit." stocking: what about a bunnygirl outfit? Kid: (Blushes, looks down) "I...wouldn't mind..." stocking: hmm? what was that? Kid: "I...would like to see that." stocking: or would you rather see less clothes than that? Kid: "...Remember how I said I want to be honest and direct with you?" (blushes, looks down) "Let's just say that...You are very beautiful, however you are dressed...or not." stocking:.............*blushing* well... ok then! seems next class is literature. we're gonna be reading lord of the flies. Kid: "Enjoy. See you afterschool at the front steps?" stocking: sure. Kid: (awkwardly stands up, approaches, and hugs her) stocking: ah- *blushes* Kid: "Thank you for doing this bet with me. I really do appreciate it." stocking: hey, no problem. if it was really that embarrassing for you, i wouldnt want you to have to go it alone. Kid: "I will see you this afternoon. I hope Lord of the Flies makes for an enjoyable discussion." -later- stocking: so can i take the rabbit costume off now? Patty: "Can't we at least get one more picture of Alice and the Rabbit?" stocking: ok. *lifts kid up bridal style* Kid: "...I would be so embarrassed right now...but your physical strength is amazing and so attractive right now." Patty: (snaps pic) stocking: so can i take it off now? Patty: "Sure! Take it off!" stocking: *removes the mask, gasping for air* haaa... finally i can breathe! *her face looked quite hot* Kid: (pulls bottle of water from his backpack) "Here, drink this." stocking: thanks. *she takes a drink* ahhh~ refreshing~! Patty: "Didn't you already drink out of that bottle, Kid?" stocking:........*drinks slowly* Kid: (blushes harder) stocking: *licks lips when she finishes* Kid: (falls backwards--caught by Liz) liz: woah, easy there, lover-boy. Kid: "Thank you, Liz. I hope I didn't wrinkle my dress...Wait...I didn't bring a change of clothes! I'm going to have to walk home like this?!" liz: 'fraid so~ Patty: "Or you could strip down to your undies and walk home." (elbows Stocking and Liz) "How 'bout that, ladies?" stocking: you'd like that, wouldnt you kiddo~? Kid: "...What?" stocking: *innocently whistling* Kid: "...Would you suggest that me in my boxers would be less embarrassing than me in a dress?" Kid: "Or that you would _want_ to see me in my boxers, Stocking?" stocking: as much as you want to see me in my bra and panties....or not~ Kid: (blushes hard, squirms a bit) "That would be a lot..." (crosses his legs a bit, holds his bookbag over his dress) "I'll stick with the dress then. Stocking, would you like to join us at our home for some tea and pie?" stocking: sure. liz: *glances at kid's...*ahem* then looks away* Patty: *stares at Kid's...*ahem* keeps staring all the way home Kid: (walking more comfortably) "Please make yourself at home, Stocking. I am going to change out of this. Liz, Patty, please ask our staff to bring some peppermint tea as well as whatever you all desire for tea and pie." stocking: ok~ *stares at it too, smirking slightly* Patty: "We have all kinds of pies, Stocking! What do you want?" stocking: suprise me....or..sur-pies-me? Patty: "...Make another pun like that again, I'm kicking you out a window." stocking: jeez. (Liz and Stocking can hear Kid coming down the stairs, whistling as he adjusts his tie) stocking: *already her dress* hey. Kid: (smiles) "As lovely as you look in a rabbit outfit, I much prefer you like this." (still fiddling with his tie) stocking: thanks kid.. *she smiles* Kid: "Darn, this tie is being troublesome." stocking: want me to help? Kid: (puts hands to side) "Sorry. I just feel a bit anxious. Would you?" stocking: *after a little while, she gets it straightened out* there we go~ Kid: "Perfect. Thank you, love." liz: so when's the wedding? Kid: (frowns) "If you receive an invitation, you'll know." (winks at Stocking) stocking: sometime after grauduation maybe~ Patty: "But first, pie!" (flourish and bow) "Snacks are served in the dining hall, ladies. And Kid." stocking: yum~! Kid: "Aw, I see you chose a sampler variety of flavors. Which one will you have, Stocking? Or will that be 'which ones'?" stocking: cherry and chocolate or me please! hopefully no one pulled a 'the help' here. Patty: "Doubtful! I'll have some of the lemon meringue! How about you, Sis?" liz: sure. Kid: "I will try the cherry and chocolate as well. And after today's torturous experience, I am happy to be spending time with three of the best women I know." stocking+liz: thanks.....*stares at each other awkwardly* Patty: (clears throat awkwardly) "Thanks Kid! Say, let's go back to talking about how embarrassing it was for Kid today! Like when he had part of his skirt stuck in his underwear after coming out of the bathroom!" stocking: ...... Kid: "Patty! Could we talk about something else?!" Patty: "Stocking, how badly does that rabbit suit smell?" Stocking: could be washed. A lil sweaty. Patty: (sniff) "Yet you have the delightful smell of flowers and cinnamon." (seizes Stocking by the face, smushing her cheeks) "Are you magic? Share with me your fine-smelling secrets." stocking: showering and perfumes. Patty: "Showering! That's what I forgot! Which perfumes should I make Kid buy for me?" Kid: (impressed at how unaffected Stocking seems with Patty's foolishness) stocking: usually i get stuff from arom-amour. Patty: "Kid! You have your shopping trip this weekend! And while you are there, buy some for Stocking, too!" stocking: but it's also the fall carnival on saturday. Kid: (grateful for distraction) "Yes, it is. Wouldn't that be fun, Patty?" Patty: "Then you better buy your girlfriend and me fancy perfurmes next weekend." stocking: there's going to be all kinds of things, like games, rides, and a fireworks show! Kid: "I look forward to it. You had said that your father would be there as well, yes?" stocking: oh yes.... yes he is... kid: "I hope to meet him." stocking: mmmm~ this pie is soooo gooood~! Kid: (raises eyebrow at Stocking changing topic. Takes a bite off of his plate. Smiles) "Yes, it is." -later- stocking: what now? Kid: "I don't suppose anyone would be interested in a game? One without taking bets." stocking: what kind of game? Patty: "We have a variety of options: checkers, chess, Cataan, Monopoly, Guitar Hero, Twister, Trivial Pursuit..." stocking: you have clue? Patty: "We have Clue! And a clue, too!" stocking: sweet! so who do you want to be? Kid: "Colonel Mustard?" Patty: "Mr. Green!" stocking: miss peacock? liz: scarlet. Patty: "Who wants to pick the suspect, weapon, and room cards? Big Sis?" Kid: "Yes, Liz, will you pick the cards?" liz: sure. *she spreads out the cards equally to each person, putting three cards, one from each catagory, into the secret file without looking* Patty: "And Miss Scarlett can start play! Then Kid, then Stocking, then me!" liz: alright. *she rolls the die; 4 spaces* Kid: "Which room are you in?" liz: i think im still in the hall. Patty: "Any suggestion you want to make? Or should Kid roll?" liz: you're up, kid. Kid: "Six..." Kid: "I'm just outside the library. I'll wait and let Stocking go." stocking: six as well, right outside the conservatory. Patty: "Have a suggestion?" stocking: nah, you're up patti. Patty: "Five, between dining room and lounge. Sis, you're up!" liz: 4 and im in the lounge. Kid: "No suggestions?" liz: do you think the candlestick was the weapon used? Kid: (shows Liz the candlestick card is in his hand) stocking: so that isnt it then... Kid: "I have 2. I enter the library. Hmm...I suggest the murder occurred here, in the library." stocking: *shows him the library card* Kid: "So not there. Your turn, Stocking." stocking: 4 again, so im in the concervatory now... Patty: "You want to make a guess, Detective Stocking?” stocking: could the suspect be mr green? Patty: "I can't disprove that. Big Sis?" liz: nah, kid? Kid: "I'm afraid not." (glances at Patty) "Guess we have a suspect." Patty: (sly smile) "My turn then?" Patty: (rolls 6) Patty: "I'll go into the lounge, so I'll suggest the murder happened here!" liz: *lifts up lounge card* Patty: "So much for that. MY MURDEROUS CAMPAIGN CONTINUES UNABATED! Big Sis, your turn." liz: found the secret passage to the conservatory. Patty: "Ooooo! What're you gonna do?" liz: do you think the knife was used? Kid: "I can't disprove that." stocking: neither can i. Patty: "Nope, no disproving. So we know it's the knife by me, Mr. Green." Kid: "My turn..." Kid: "I roll 2. I'll enter the Billiard Room. May I suggest the murder happened here? Stocking?" liz: *holds up billard room card* Kid: "Drat. Cross that room off the list. Stocking, here is the di." (hands it to her) stocking: 4 and moved to the ballroom. Kid: "Hazard a guess?" stocking: you think the ballroom is the place? Patty: "I got nothing to dispute that. Think this is the place, Sis?" liz: *holds up ballroom card* Kid: "That leaves the Kitchen, Conservatory, Dining Hall, Cellar, Study, and Hall, yes?" Patty: "I think so. I'll roll!" Patty: "I got 2!" Patty: "I'm heading to the dining hall, but can't get there yet. Your turn, Sis!" liz: 1, just outside the conservatory. Kid: "2, just outside the conservatory as well. Stocking?" stocking: two, heading to the kitchen....*licks lips* hopefully there will be cake~ Kid: "Easy, Stocking." Patty: "I rolled a 1. I can't get into Dining Hall yet. Your turn, Sis!" liz: 4, now in the ballroom. do you think it was the hall though? Kid: "I cannot object to that." stocking: *holds up hall card* Kid: "Cross off Hall then. 5 options left." Kid: "I roll a 6, I enter the Conservatory. I will hypothesize that Mr. Green used the knife here in the Conservatory." liz: *holds up conservatory card* Kid: "4 rooms then. Stocking?" stocking: 1 space. Patty: "So you can't get into another room." Patty: "I roll a 5." Patti: “I enter the Dining Hall, and I'll suggest I committed the murder with the knife in here! Then I had cake!" stocking: cant disprove it. liz: same. liz: how about you, kid? Kid: (holds up Dining Hall card) "Looks like you had your cake in the Kitchen, the Cellar, or the Study. Your turn, Liz." liz: 3, in the hallway. Kid: "I roll a 1. I leave and am in the hallway, heading towards Ballroom. Stocking?" stocking: 6 and kitchen time. anyone find anything suspicious? Patty: "I don't. And I still want cake. Sis?" liz: it looks clean. Kid: "I have no objections. So, Mr. Green with the Knife in the Kitchen?" liz: no i meant i dont think this is the place. Kid: "So we still have to locate the place? Then it is Patty's turn, right?" liz: yeah i think so. Patty: "I roll a 6! I leave the Dining Hall and enter the Hall, and I think the murder was in the Study!" stocking: nah. *holds study card* i think it was mr green with the knife in the cellar. Kid: "I trust this concludes the game, then?" liz: think so... Patty: "Curses! My murder was uncovered!" (flips the board over) "Sorry. I got excited." stocking: now what? Kid: "Maybe an hour before dinner, if you would care to join us for that. Until then, I'm not sure. Too cold for a swim in the pool, although there is always the hot tub. We have billiards, television. Or we can take a walk." stocking: maybe there are some other rooms in the mansion i havent seen yet you'd like to show me? Kid: "We have an extensive art gallery. Would you be interested?" stocking: sure! Kid: (Offers a hand to stand up) "Let us depart." stocking: *takes his hand and smiles* Kid: "Will you two be joining us?" liz: nah, im just gonna clean up the mess. Patty: "I'll help with dinner! Or make it worse, one or the other." (Pinches Kid's cheeks.) "Don't do anything I would do with your girlfriend!" stocking: *chuckles* Kid: (rubs cheeks) "Perhaps you can assist with cutting the vegetables. Liz, please watch your sister. Well, my dear, let's depart." -art gallery- stocking: wow, this place is huge! Kid: "Father has amassed a large amount of art over 800 years. He likes to acquire art not only that is of historical value, but art as it is made today. He hopes to see those aspiring arts reach high levels of fame. I don't suppose you paint or sculpt, do you?" stocking: if you mean doodling, then maybe-...are these yours? *she points to a framed drawing, looking almost like a child's drawing* Kid: (blushes) "Father also likes displaying my...doodlings from childhood. I suppose this is better than his previous method: buying more and more refrigerators and magnets to put up my art." stocking: awww. thats so sweet! Kid: (smiles) "Yes. I am lucky to have a father like him." stocking: *solumn smile* Kid: "Are you okay?" stocking: hmm? oh! yeah, im fine. Kid: (decides not to press, but makes a mental note for later) Kid: (squeezes her hand) stocking: *she smiles a bit* -after a while in the gallery, they explore other parts of the mansion- Kid: "It's easy to get lost here. So be sure not to separate from me." stocking: i know what you mean. my family's mansion is said to be like a maze. i've actually found a few intruders near death or insanity on a few occasions. Kid: (eyes widen) "I'm sorry--about the intruders. It sounds like your family wishes to keep your home well protected." stocking: yeah. haha. Kid: "I suppose Father should pick up some interior design tips from your family's architect. We haven't had a home invasion in some time here." stocking: maybe. Kid: (stares at Stocking) "how are you feeling? I mean, right now?" stocking: im doing well. Kid: (small smile) "That's good. I'm happy to have you here this afternoon. I have felt so pleased to be around you." stocking: *she smiles a bit. she had really started to open up more around him and his friends* Kid: "Where shall we walk to next? We have other rooms we could visit." stocking: anything you have in mind? Kid: "The balcony gives an excellent view of the sunset." stocking: ah! its that late already! Kid: "I'm afraid so." stocking: wow, guess time really does fly... Kid: "Would you rather head back? Dinner should be about ready." stocking: sure! Kid: "Okay." (leads her down the stairs to the dining hall) "While I love the food our staff prepares, I wouldn't mind dining out. Would you be interested?" Kid: "I mean in the future..." stocking: someday maybe. Kid: "Okay. Ah, here we are. Liz, Patty? How are dinner preparations?" liz: doin' good. Patty: "About done! Take a seat!" stocking: so whats on the menu tonight? Patty: "Grilled lemon-herb chicken or Persian zucchini frittata!" stocking: sweetest one please? Kid: "I'm not sure...Perhaps the chicken?" stocking: as long as it isnt too spicy... Patty: "No worries there! Sis, what about you?" -after dinner- Kid: "Excellent meal, as always. Did you all enjoy?" stocking: yeah. and now for the best part~! Patty: "I went a little more basic--I got popsicles! We have cherry, grape, orange, and lemon." stocking: cherry please~ Kid: "Grape." Patty: "Orange!" liz: looks like i got lemon. Kid: "The grape is rather flavorful." stocking: *enjoying her pop* Patty: "Ah! Brain freeze! stocking: hmmm! yummy~ Kid: (finishes his popsicle) "That was good. I could use a glass of water. Let me bring some for all of us." stocking: thanks~ Patty: "Have a fun tour of our humble abode, Stocking?" stocking: its really nice. *she smiles* Patty: "So things are good between you and the Reaper? Getting along okay?" stocking: yeah. Patty: "That's good." (holds popsicle stick to Stocking's neck, smiles pleasantly) "Because if you ever hurt my meister, I'll cut you." stocking:...i'll keep that in mind. Kid: "Stop threatening her, Patty." (sets glasses down, takes a seat) "You know as well as I do that if I am in any danger, you and Liz will save me." liz:...... Kid: (notices Liz's silence) "So, Liz, Patty, how were your classes today...when you weren't photographing my dress?" liz: pretty good. Patty: "Ah, she's under-selling herself." (pokes Liz) "She managed to get a B on the last advanced weapons test!" (hugs Liz) "All that studying and tutoring!" (frowns) "I just got a C-." stocking: not bad. Kid: "That is excellent work, Liz! You should be proud." liz: *scratches the back of her neck.* hehe... Kid: "You put in a lot of work, and you should be proud of that, Liz." liz: um, thanks. Kid: "Now if only Patty could follow your example." Patty: "Oh, like you're any better! You take an hour just to write your name! Hey, Stocking, how have you been doing on your tests?' stocking: i guess im doing fairly decent....except in math... Kid: "Tutoring is available at the Academy." stocking: thats good to know. Kid: "I suppose it is getting late. Would you like an escort home?" stocking: im good tonight. Kid: "Let us know that you get home safely." Patty: "Later, Stocking!" stocking: *waves and leaves* [in her mind: kid... i wish i could tell you....] Kid: *waves* (In his mind: She is so...amazing.) (Turns back to his weapons, smiles) "Patty, Liz and I have to discuss her grade on the test some more. Would you mind leaving us alone for a few minutes?" Patty: (glances at Kid and Liz) "Don't do anything while you're alone that would upset your girlfriend, Kid." liz: patti please. Kid: "Agreed. Please, give us 10 minutes." Patty: "Oh, fine. You two just can't take a joke. I'll go help the maids wash dishes..." (departs for the kitchen) Kid: "Liz, any updates regarding our investigation?" liz: one student said she smelt something weird behind the track field storage shed... Kid: "Weird how? A chemical smell?” liz: i dont know, but the door to the track field is the same as the door rosalie took our possible victim through... Kid: "Have you notified Sid and Naigus? That shed is a potential scene of a crime. Evidence could be compromised unless we close it off." liz: i sent a text to them, they should get the message. they might 'clean it up'. Kid: "So they'll be able to bag and tag all evidence. Good. Could you send them a text, now, to ask for an update?" liz: i think they'll let me know. Kid: "Okay. But the moment you hear something, you tell me. I don't care what I'm doing: whether I'm in class, whether I'm asleep, or in the bathroom, you come find me, understood?" liz: what if you're making out with your girlfriend~? Kid: (frowning) "Yes, even if Stocking and I are being...intimate." liz: just checking~ Kid: "Cute. Well, let's retire for bed. Patty? Are you done--" (Opens kitchen door--and soap suds fall out) Patty: "I think I used too much soap in the dishwasher! Again!" liz: ack! Patty: "At least I don't need a bath! I smell as clean as Stocking!" ~after some time, the time for the fall carnival had arrived~ Kid: (pacing back and forth) "I can't find her anywhere. Where is she?! Did I miss her?! What if she stood me up? Or did I stand her up?!" Patty: (gnawing on caramel apples) "You keep pacing that much, you'll end up in a rut. Ease up, Kiddo! Stocking'll be here soon!" -on the stage, mephisto is welcoming the townsfolk to the festival. Stocking is sitting in a chair behind him. when she sees kid she blushes slightly- Kid: "Oh, there she is!" (waves--then stops) "Why is she on stage?" -after the entrance show, stocking talks to mephisto and bumps into kid- stocking: ah!! oh...kid! i wasnt expecting to see you so soon... Kid: "H-Hi! I was looking everywhere for you." mephisto: oh? ah! so this is your little friend then, dear? stocking: y-yeah... *blushing* Kid: (thinking: "Dear"?) mephisto: well, im glad to see you are making friends at your new school. or are you something more~? stocking: D-DAD!! *she blushes wildly* Kid: "DAD?!" stocking: *she sighs* yeah... *looks down and blushes* Kid: (to Mephisto) "I...didn't know Stocking was your...daughter." -after that- stocking: *still red in the face* Kid: "I...did say I would like to meet your father... stocking: yeah... at least it wasnt one of my uncles... that would have been hectic.... Kid: (considering the implications of all of this) "From what I know about Mephisto, does that mean...that you are...?" stocking: no, of course not!....truth is... im actually kind of...adopted.... *she looks down* Kid: "S-sorry! I didn't mean anything! I was...I'm sorry. That was absolutely improper of me. Please, forgive me." stocking: hey, its fine. im used to it... its a better alternative than.... n-nevermind.... well, at least you got to know a bit more about me, right? Kid: "I am grateful for that. And I know a thing or two about surprising fathers." stocking: yeah, though i have been suprise myself...to say the least.... *excalibur face* i can never look at omelettes the same way ever again... Kid: (eyebrow raise) "Um...Is this a topic not to discuss at this time? Or should I worry about what I serve you for breakfast?" stocking: hmm? i-its nothing... so what did you want to do first? Kid: "Let's leave the sweets until later, maybe? I would hate to have an upset stomach after some of the rides." stocking: yeah, haha. Kid: "Shall we try the Twin Dragons roller coaster?" stocking: sounds good! Kid: "If you feel scared on the ride, you can hold my hand..." stocking: i doubt that~ Kid: "Very well, my brave angel." stocking: what did you say? Kid: (smiles) "You are brave, and you are angelic." (holds out hand) "And I hope that you would consider me yours as well." stocking:................t-thanks....*she takes his hand slightly* Kid: (smiles warmly) "Off to face the dragons." stocking: yeah. Kid: (seats himself. Holds hand out for Stocking to take seat next to him) stocking: *sits next to him, adjusting everything so it doesnt come off* Kid: "Buckled in for the ride?" stocking: yeah, you? Kid: "Yes." Kid: "Yes." The Dueling Dragons roller coaster takes off--pushing back Kid and Stocking's skin against their faces at its high speeds. stocking: MREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! Kid: "OH, Death, Why?!!!" -after the ride, stocking is shaking slightly. meanwhile a blue haired girl rushes to a trashcan to vomit- stocking: h-how are you holding up? Kid: (covers mouth) "That track was not symmetrical." (removes vomit bag from his jacket pocket) "Just in case I need it...How are you?" stocking: alright...good thing i didnt eat yet...haha....haaa.... want to do something else? a bit less fast? Kid: "I see a Thomas the Tank Engine Kiddie Ride...But that's not the best choice. Patty usually hogs it all day." Carnie: "Ma'am, you should really give the children a chance to ride--" Patty: "Shut up, fascist! I paid for 40 rides, I'm getting my 40 rides!" stocking: how about one of the games? Kid: "I'm game!" stocking:........................*laughs* Kid: (blushes) "Y-Yes. Well...Um, how about skeeball?" stocking: sounds good. Kid: "I'll aim for the center for the maximum number of tickets. What prize should we have as our goal?" stocking: i'll just take whatever. Kid: "Like that giant stuffed doll in the shape of a lollipop?" stocking: seems good! Kid: "Then I shall get the highest score!" (Kid tosses the ball--direct center! Three times!) "Yes! 90 tickets! Just need 10 more." stocking: *aims and aero rolls it into the center* NICE! Kid: "We'll take the lollipop doll, please!" stocking: its so cute! *she hugs it a bit before kissing kid's nose* thanks kid. Kid: (blushing) "Aw...Well, you're welcome. Would you like to get something to drink or eat?" stocking: sure~ Kid: "I'll have an iced lemonade. How about you?" stocking: cotton candy please~ Kid: "Excellent choice. May I have a bite?" stocking: sure. *she takes a piece off and gives it to him* Kid: "Thank you." (takes it from her hand, puts it in his mouth) "Hmm...It evaporates so quickly." stocking: yeah, it does that. h-have you ever had it before? Kid: "Quite a number of times. I remember the first time: I was on a trip with Spirit, out of town because...Father could not. While walking along the boardwalk, Spirit bought me some. It was quite tasty." stocking: ah, thats...one of the deathscythes, right? Kid: "Yes. He is also Maka's father." stocking: ah... *she nods* so what now? Kid: "A bit too soon for another stomach-turning ride. How about the Funhouse? The Maze of Mirrors in it should prove a challenge to navigate." stocking: challange accepted~ Kid: "Bet I can get through the maze and out of the Funhouse first." stocking: winner gets to choose the next ride~ Kid: "Agreed." (holds out hand to shake) -soon, they enter the hall of mirrors- Kid: (runs into a mirror) "Ouch." stocking: *feeling around for the right place to go* Kid: (Finds a mirror--that reflects half of his body over the other. He is symmetrical! He puts a hand to his chin) "Well, hello there, handsome." stocking: *sneaks up behind him* reading my mind, are you~? Kid: (blushes) "Can I help it?" stocking: maybe~ *she leans in to kiss him, then pulls away and continues her way, in order to tease him* Kid: (dumbstruck, frowns) "Can't let her beat me that easily!" (departs...then turns back to his symmetrical mirror, points at it with a smile) "Stay beautiful!" (runs after Stocking--and into another mirror) "Ouch." -stocking's reflecton can be seen through several mirrors, giggling playfully- Kid: "This is...certainly better." (takes his time walking by them) "Are you even trying to reach the exit before I am? Or are you just here to tease?" stocking: maybe~ Kid: (lands into what he thinks is a mirror--and instead is Stocking. Freezes.) "I'M SO SORRY!" stocking: its fine... its not like you groped me by accident. *awkward chuckle* Kid: "...No." (awkwardly tries to slide around her for where he hopes to find the exit.) stocking: *kisses his nose* Kid: (freezes, can't move. But can Stocking get around him?) stocking: *squeezes past him* aaand im out! Kid: "Not if I get by you, first!" stocking: *fast walks to gain momentum* Kid: (tries to slide past her--and instead slips) stocking: *trips over him* ack! Kid: (Stocking lands on top of him) "Ouch! Oh dear! I'm so sorry!" stocking: y-you ok? *she blushes a bit* Kid: "Yes. Sorry." (then he notices his hand is on her hip) stocking: !!! *SLAP* Kid: "Ouch!" Kid: (puts hand to his face--which gets it off of Stocking's hip) stocking:.....s-sorry... i kinda.... i-it was a reflex... Kid: "No, it is okay--absolutely warranted." (then he notices where Stocking's hand is--outside the Funhouse! She won! ...And bystanders are staring at them...) stocking: *blushes and stands up, clearing her throat* *ahem*... well... looks like i won. (Bystanders include Tsugumi, Meme, and Anya. ) Anya: "How scandalous!" Kid: "Yes, you have." (stands up, dusts himself) "And as winner, which ride will you choose?" mio: *also with the not crew* ......*snaps a pic with her phone* Anya: "No photos!" (glances around) "Text it to me later..." stocking: how about the haunted house....i-if you're up for it... Kid: "I'm not afraid." (rubs his cheek) "Not after what I have seen...and felt..." stocking: you want some ice? Kid: "...Would you be willing to slap the other cheek?" stocking:.....*takes him back inside to keep him from view* *SLAP* s-sorry. Kid: "Aw, that's much better!" (now has two hand-shaped red welts on both cheeks) "I will now accept that ice, please." stocking: *she buys two ice packs and puts them on his cheeks* Kid: "Thank you. I should heal within five minutes, then we may explore the Haunted House." stocking:......*kisses both his cheeks* i-if that helps... Kid: "Yes, it does." (blushes, smiles) "Even your slaps are full of beauty." (looks in mirror) "You slapped me perfectly along both cheeks. That takes talent." stocking: *blushes* t-thanks...i guess.... Kid: "Shall we enter the Haunted House? I promise not to slip this time." stocking: sure. hopefully this one isnt too intense.. Kid: "Will it be a walking tour? Or will it be a dark ride, in which we sit?" stocking: i think its a dark ride. Kid: "If I am scared, I'm happy to have you with me to hold my hands." stocking: of course. Kid: (seats himself, holds out hand to Stocking) stocking: *she sits down next to him* (The ride operator, dressed like a creepy house waiter, puts the bar down on them) Operator: "Enjoy, you lovely couple--this could be the last ride you ever take..." stocking: *smiles a bit, not scared in the least* Kid: (blinks, unimpressed, but still clutches the bar as the ride jolts forward at a slow speed) stocking: how are you doing? Kid: "Quite fine. After all I have encountered, the only scary part of this ride is how dusty it is." (rubs fingers, which have layer of dust from the ride-bar) "Yourself?" stocking: doing good. *a skeleton pops out from a coffin. the metalic joints are somewhat visible* oh no im soooo scared~! Kid: "This is disappointing. I only hope it becomes more frightening as we go on." (bat dolls--with strings obviously visible--fall in front of his face, slapping him) "Nope." stocking: *yawns* -a small girl smiles and runs off- stocking: hmmm? Kid: "What's wrong?" stocking: .....probably nothing.... Kid: (a zombie cardboard standee pops up in front of them) "It had to have been more interesting than this..." (pushes the standee away as they pass it) -the little girl giggled and ran down a corridor again.- Kid: (looks at Stocking) "Why are you giggling?" stocking: that...that wasnt me... Kid: "Well it wasn't me!" (eyes widen as he hears giggling next to his ear. He turns around--and sees nothing) "What is going on..." -a skeleton dummy falls from the ceiling- Kid: (Shrieks!) stocking: FUCK! ...damn.... Kid: (nervous laughter) "I can't believe we were tricked by such shoddy construction..." stocking: yeah....haha... Kid: (freezes, stares at Stocking) "What is that...behind...you?" stocking: *turns around, just in time to miss the face of a little girl with empty, bloody eye sockets* Kid: "Her...eyes..." stocking:....? Kid: "There is something wrong here. But I cannot read any souls here! Is it a prank--or something else?" stocking:....... Kid: "Do you have a weapon on you?" stocking: s-sorta....why? Kid: "When I say so, I want you to swing at the target--not to hit it, but to see whether it reacts..." stocking:..... Kid: "Stocking? I really think there is something here...I would rather be safe than sorry." stocking: ok..... (The giggling is now between Kid and Stocking) Kid: "I hear it, but I don't see her!" *PUNCH* ???: eek! hey! that's mean! Kid: "Who is that?" -the girl appears between them, a bit upset- Kid: "Who are you?" ????: Just a stray ghost... just haunting the house to make it a little scarier... Kid: "Well, you certainly accomplished that task--I thought I was going to jump out of my suit!" stocking: so, you're just staying with the haunted house then? ???: Yeah, its a living... or unliving in my case hehehe~ Kid: "Do you have a name?" ???: I actually dont remember it, but i guess 'Fran' works. Kid: "Well, Fran, I am Kid, and this is Stocking." stocking: so, you arent causing too much trouble here? fran: nah, unless you count terrifying the customers as trouble. Kid: "Where were you before coming to this haunted house, Fran?" fran: not sure. i rode this ride but wandered of and got caught in one of the machines... Kid: "We got our money's worth in fear--in fact, you should probably ask for some of the profits." fran: how are you going to pay a ghost? Kid: "...I hadn't thought this through...Is there anything we can give you as...thanks?" stocking: but the way you died.... thats just awful... fran: im used to it.... fran: just letting me do my thing. Kid: "I am sorry for what has happened to you. You know, I am a reaper...I would give your soul...peace." fran: really? i appeciate it, but i'll stay here for now, at least a little longer until they get money for a haunted house that isnt sucky. Kid: "Hmm...Very well. It looks like this ride is reaching its end--I can see the exit." fran: well, see yaaaaa. *she vanishes into the floor* Kid: "The sights we've seen..." stocking: well, as long as she is happy with what she's doing... Kid: "Yes. I just hope she keeps finding such happiness. Here's our exit." -soon, they exit- Kid: (outside) "Is that...your father? Talking with my father?" stocking: *takes kid's hand and drags him to the pumpkin patch before they get caught* Kid: "I cannot blame you for wanting to avoid awkwardness around parents, but we can't hide here forever." (looks around) "But nothing stops us from exploring the patch...maybe for hours." stocking: yeah, we could even make out and no one could see us......wait what? Kid: (blushes, scratches cheek) "I suppose we could...if we wanted to...Would you want to?" stocking: i dunno....*blushing* i mean.....maybe? Kid: "I don't want to do anything that would make us uncomfortable. We can do what you want. We can hold hands, look at the stars...see what happens." stocking: yeah....its still some time till the fireworks show... Kid: (brushes aside some leaves on a bench, takes a seat with space for Stocking to join him) stocking: *she sits down next to him, relaxing* Kid: (inches his hand towards hers) stocking:.....*holds his hand* Kid: (Looks to the stars) "Beautiful sight..." stocking: yeah... i think we might be able to see the fireworks from here... Kid: "I hope so." (he gave a lift squeeze on her hand. It felt so soft) stocking: wish i could have brought cider... Kid: "I'll be sure to have some in the Mansion upon your next visit. I really do enjoy your visits...I like being around you." stocking: *she smiled* (Kid smiled at her. His face was lit by the stars above) stocking: *she blushed slightly.* Kid: (he leaned towards her) stocking: *leans slightly* i...i..... Kid: (gulps) "Stocking..." stocking: y-yeah? Kid: "May I kiss you?" stocking: *she blushed* i.... im.... c-conflicted.... Kid: "Then may I keep holding your hand?" stocking: y-yeah...... sorry.... its just..... its hard for me... to feel those things.... Kid: "It's okay--you are doing nothing wrong. I'm sorry. I never want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable." stocking: its fine.... i guess its because of what happened in my old school that im like that.... Kid: "If you ever want to talk..." stocking: ok... it was when i was 14... i just started attending an all girl's private school. there was one really popular girl i kinda.. h-had a crush on. Kid: (He thought: "A girl?") "Okay..." stocking: at that time, some of the other students were bullying me pretty badly. one day, she said she'd try and get them to stop, so she brought me to the school cellar... Kid: (silent, letting her continue) stocking: they were there....and they ambushed me....the ripped my clothes off and took pictures of me.... they wanted to humiliate me....and she planned the whole thing... Kid: "That's awful." stocking: i thought so, but it got worse.....she brought this fat, horrible smelling man in and he....he..... *she breaks down crying* Kid: (removes his handkerchief to give her, uncertain whether to hug her) stocking: *she hesitantly takes it* t-th-thanks......its just.... been hard to get close to people after that.... Kid: (silent, puts his arms around her) "I'm sorry." stocking: n-no...im sorry...f-for spilling my guts and ruining the evening.... Kid: "You ruined nothing. You have lived with these experiences for so long--and there is never a wrong time for you to be honest about what you feel. I never want to make you feel like you can't refuse. You don't even have to explain--and I should be listening better..." stocking: *she sniffed and buried her face into his chest until she finally calmed down* Kid: (rubs her back) "It's okay. It's going to be okay." stocking: *her breath was still shaky, but she seemed to be doing better* t-thanks....f-f-for listening kid.... Kid: "Anytime, Stocking." Kid: (thinking: "If I ever meet the people who hurt her...I will hurt them...") stocking: i-i really do like you a lot...b-but it's going to take some time before i can really 'love-love' you...or anyone. Kid: "I understand. And I am happy, right here, right now, just being here with you. And I enjoy having you in my life, no matter what." stocking: thank you.... say....d-does your offer for a kiss still stand? i-it might...help me calm down a bit more.... Kid: (small smile) "As you wish..." (He leaned closer but stopped, letting her make the move) stocking: *she was hesitant, but leaned in, pressing her lips to his own* Kid: (thinking how soft her lips feel. He closed his eyes and let her lips stay on his, unsure what to do next--this was his first real kiss) stocking: *she blushed, continuing to kiss him for a while until she pulled back for breath* ah....w-was it any good? Kid: (catching his breath, blushing) "E-Excellent. You are...quite good." stocking: you weren’t too bad yourself..... did you want to try hugging at the same time? Kid: "If you would like to..." stocking: *she wrapped her arms around him and gently kissed him, a bit deeper this time* Kid: (his eyes widened a bit, before shutting. His arms wrapped just a bit more tightly around her) stocking y-you dont have to hesitate.. Kid: "Okay." (he kissed her back, a bit more deeply...he felt her tongue) stocking: *she released a small moan and shuddered* a-ah...i... wasnt expecting that... Kid: "S-sorry!" stocking: i-its fine. Kid: "O-okay." (sly smile) "It felt...pleasant. You?" stocking: it was warm... *she smiled* Kid: (smiles back, gives soft squeeze on her hand) stocking: looks like the fireworks are going to start soon. Kid: (leans back on the bench to get a view) stocking: *leans closer to him* Kid: (quiet, smiles as he nustles against her head) -soon, the fireworks show begins- Kid: (gazes at one firework that forms the shape of the number 8) "Father..." stocking: *stares at one in the shape of angel wings* ................ Kid: "Wings? Interesting design." stocking:..... (another firework forms the shape of the DWMA skull symbol) Kid: (touches his tie's skull choker) stocking: *another takes the form of a heart* *she blushes* Kid: (somehow an arrow firework pierces the heart) Kid: (tugs at his collar, nervously) stocking: *bluuuuush* (multiple fireworks go off at once in a glorious display of light, shining onto Kid and Stocking’s faces) stocking: *buries her face into his neck* Kid: (frozen, slowly leans) "I'm happy to have you in my life, Stocking." stocking: im...i am too....f-for you i mean... Kid: (silent smile, puts arm around Stocking) stocking: *leans in and gently kisses him* Kid: (kisses back, trying to be gentle) stocking: mmmmm.... Kid: (slight groan) stocking: ah, y-you ok? Kid: (gasping a little for breath) "Y-yes! That...just felt good." stocking: ah... Kid: "Really good." stocking: *she smiles and lays in his arms for a bit* Kid: (thinking: "This feels...good. I'm happy to be with her.") stocking: (in her mind: so warm... damn kid, if he keeps this up.... he's gonna make me fall for him...) (Rustling in the patch behind them) stocking: !!!! *whispering* kid.... Kid: (pulls away, looks behind) (whispers) "Someone walking through?" stocking: *gets up to investigate* Kid: (follows, trying to keep up with her) -she then finds the source of the noise- stocking: !!!!! Kid: "What on earth?!" gopher: *screams* gross! how lewd! how scandelous! how absolutly deprived! Kid: "What the devil are you doing here?!" gopher: whats it to you? stocking: *glares* Kid: "I think you are one to speak of depravity." (takes Stocking's hand) "I think we should depart here. Would you agree?" gopher: its not like i came all the way out here to gawk at you swapping spit between you and your fat pig of a girlfri- *PUNCH* stocking: ........ *visably pissed* Kid: (eyes widened as he sees Gopher hit the ground) "Nice punch." gopher: *on the floor* ow.... stocking: oh trust me, i went easy on him. i could easily crush the little peanuts he calls his balls, if you can even call them that, but i wont. gopher: *whimpering* Kid: "No need to get your hand dirty. Let that be a lesson to you, you cowardly miscreant. What she did to you, I will do double." gopher: i was wrong, girls are terrifying... Kid: (smirks at Gopher) stocking: dont worry gonads, im sure someone will find you.......eventually... gopher: its gopher! Kid: (gently presses Stocking's hand) "Let's depart. Oh, and you might want to get some ice for that bruise, you insect." gopher: Q^Q Kid: "Forget about that monster: you knocked him to the floor like the goddess you are." (eyes widen) "...Um..." stocking: well he shouldnt have- hmm kid? you ok? Kid: "Fine!" (starts leading her forward) "How about some more sugary treats?!" stocking: kid? Are you sure you're ok? Kid: "Yes, goddess!" (slaps hands over mouth) stocking: *she blushes* Kid: "I...just thought your feat of strength was impressive." stocking: yeah... hehe... Kid: (rubs back of his neck) "The carnival should be ending...Want some treat to take home? Maybe an elephant ear? I hear they make them perfectly symmetrical here..." stocking: sure. and yes, i think they do. Kid: "Excellent. There's the food bar, and they are still open." stocking: awesome! -and so- Kid: (bites into his elephant ear) "The cinnamon is flavorful. How is your apple elephant ear?" stocking: yummy~! Kid: "May I have a bite?" stocking: sure, if you let me have a bite of yours~ (Holds his out to her) *nom~* stocking: mmmmMMMMMM~! Kid: (bites at hers) "Mmm..." Kid: "These flavors go well together...like I think we do..." stocking: hehe~ oh! kid you have a little... *she licks the corner of his mouth, then the other side* Kid: (blushes but smiling) "If you want an excuse to kiss me, you can just do so...even if that lick is very..." (blushes harder) stocking: hmm? Kid: "Your tongue...on my mouth feels...good." stocking: oh... *she blushes* Kid: (blushes...returns to biting his elephant ear, awkwardly) stocking: *she smiles and noms her own* Kid: (completes his, wipes hand with a napkin) -soon, she finished hers as well- (lights start going out at carnival) Kid: "I suppose we must depart." stocking: yeah... so your place or mine? Kid: "...Are you inviting me to visit your house?" stocking: i guess. i mean, i've been to your place so many times... Kid: "I would like to visit your home." stocking: sure. *she smiles* i've pretty much got everything unpacked now, i still have one or two more boxes to go through but yeah, for the most part its all ready. Kid: "O-okay. Which way should we go? Is it walkable?" stocking: i guess we can take the bus there. Kid: "Where is the nearest stop?" stocking: not far actually. Kid: "Ah, I see the bus stop bench." stocking: you should probably call your friends to let them know... Kid: (pulls out pocket mirror, dials the number for Liz) "Hello, Liz?" liz: *carrying a backpack full of plushies* yeah? Kid: "I will be visiting Stocking's residence. Do you intend to stay in True Cross, or will you be returning to Death Ci--" (pauses) "What is that in your backpack?" liz: plushies....lots of them.... blame patti. Patty: "No carnival game can withstand the power of Patricia Ann Thompson!" Kid: "...Right. Will you be staying in True Cross a little longer, or returning home?' liz: we were gonna head home actually... you? Kid: "I'll be visiting Stocking's house for a while. I'm not sure how long." liz: w-what!? Kid: "It's just a visit. Please, calm down." liz:.... *she sighs* ok, just... dont do anything i wouldnt do... Kid: (smirks) "So don't steal the silverware?" liz: that was patti!...and if it comes down to....*ahem* that... use protection, ok? Kid: (eyes widen, realizes that "protection" from earlier is still...in his wallet...) (high-pitched) "Uh..." stocking: kid? is everything ok? Kid: "FINE!" (clears throat) "Let me conclude this call..." (glares at Liz in the mirror) "Thank you for your advice. I will call once I determine when I am returning. Please be safe getting home." liz: ok. Patty: "Bye, Kiddo! Go get some!" stocking: ?? Kid: (covers up mirror, puts it back in his pocket, puts on fake smile) "Well, that bus should be here any minute now..." stocking:...*raises a brow, but decides not to question any further* Kid: "Here comes the bus." -soon they get onto the bus- Kid: "Would you like the window seat?" stocking: nah, im good. Kid: (looks out window) "This town is truly marvelous to see. I rarely get to spend time in one city for very long, except for home." stocking: yeah, i barely get to see it as well. Kid: "I imagine. It would be nice to have a day, or a week, just to travel through..." stocking: yeah. Kid: "How many stops is your residence?" stocking: my place is in death city, like i mentioned before. -after some time, they arrived at their stop.- Kid: "Where to?" stocking: my apartment isnt far now. (arrive at the apartment complex) Kid: (mouth hung open) stocking: yep, good old Griswald apartments. Kid: "Surprising..." stocking: well, you did come to this place before when you escorted me to the dance. Kid: "It looks different than I remember. It may be the lighting." stocking: yeah, i think thats it. (standing at door, waiting to enter) Kid: "It looks like you have a secured entrance." stocking: yeah. *she checks her mailbox* lets see... Kid: (glances around the entrance, looks at stars) stocking: *she talks to the receptionist* ok, you can come in now Kid: "Thanks." (nods to the receptionist) stocking: *gets onto the elevator and presses the 3 button* Kid: (soft chuckle) "Couldn't you have an apartment on the eighth floor?" stocking: *she rolls her eyes and chuckles* Kid: "I don't suppose your apartment number is at least 8..." stocking: yeah, its 308. Kid: "That looks close enough to a symmetrical number..." stocking: yeah. *she opens the door to her apartment.* here we are, home sweet home. -there was a living room area, a small kitchen area, a dining area, and two doors leading to her bedroom and bathroom respectively. there was also a balcony.- Kid: "For having just moved in recently, it looks good." Kid: "Cozy." stocking: yeah. you wonder why im so tired when i start class in the morning? haha. Kid: "I wish you had asked for help. I would have been happy to offer." (tenses) "Although, given my...obsession, maybe I would have delayed you..." stocking:...!! make yourself at home. *she goes into her room and puts honekoneko under a pillow* im sorry, but kid would freak if he saw you... Kid: (studies one painting waiting to be hung on the wall) "Hmm...Interesting." stocking: *exits her room* hm? Kid: "This painting. It's surprising." stocking: what about it? Kid: "It's not symmetrical, but the use of just two colors is fascinating." stocking: yeah, i kinda won it in a bingo game. Kid: "Oh. I didn't realize you play bingo." stocking: occasionally, yeah. Kid: "That would be an enjoyable game to play with you some time." stocking: that sounds great. Kid: "That balcony outside must provide quite a view." stocking: yeah, you can see the school from here. Kid: (walks to the balcony, puts hands on the banister to look at the school) stocking: want to watch some tv? Kid: "Sure!" Kid: "Which shows are on at this hour?" stocking: i guess whatever this is. Kid: "Well, the music is excruciating, but at least the images have bilateral symmetry." stocking:...i guess.... yeah, this is giving me a headache... want to change it? Kid: "Yes. Oh, what is this?" stocking: *she shrugs* *switches to the news* news reporter: in other news, the november fishing tourney will be taking place over the weekend. Kid: "Fishing?" stocking: *shrugs* stocking: want to watch something else? Kid: "I'm not sure. What's on the news?" Kid: "I mean, what is the next news story?" stocking: looks like its going straight to commercial. *changes channel to an episode of lost tapes* Kid: (rolling his eyes) "I can't believe this kind of programming. They never interview real experts. If someone wanted to see a chupacabra, why not ask me?" stocking: yeah... *she laughs* stocking: 'do they live among us'. yes and then some! Kid: "I'm not familiar with this show." stocking: i think its about some 'totally legit' tapes of 'totally legit' creatures that 'totally legit' happened. haha. Kid: "...What? Are you suggesting this show is not accurate?" stocking: well, i guess it has some points, but the 'lost tape' itself is kinda cheesy at times... Kid: "I encounter 'Lost Tapes' as evidence all the time, but we never can confirm all of their veracity." stocking: sighs and changes to the home shopping network* Kid: "Anything of interest that you are intending to purchase?" stocking: at the moment no... you hungry? Kid: "Sure. What do you have?" stocking: not much, did you want to order out? Kid: "That sounds good. Between the two of us, we know some excellent dining locations. Any style you desire?" stocking: im down for anything as long as they deliver. Kid: "Italian?" stocking: i was thinking pizza. so i guess that works. Kid: "Excellent. Um...which toppings, though?" stocking: just cheese for me please. unless it were chocolate pizza... but i doubt they'd have that. Kid: "That is acceptable for me. And I'll cover payment." stocking: thanks, i'll pay half, how does that sound? Kid: "Well, I am your guest--I thought it was only fair to pay since you are hosting me." stocking: right, so that makes it the host's duty to pay, right? but i'll compromise by paying half. Kid: (laughs) "Okay, fair enough." stocking: so what are you getting? Kid: "I'll have cheese as well. Oh, and could we get some breadsticks?" stocking: sure~ Kid: "I'll let you call." stocking: *takes out her phone and dials the number* Kid: (looks around apartment, sees boxes still unpacked, hovers over one) stocking: yeah, can i get two cheese pizzas and some breadsticks? Kid: (looks at side of box labeled "PRIVATE") stocking: ok, should be good to go. ok.. yes for delivery. ok the address is... -the box looks opened- Kid: (peaks over...and eyes widen) -inside is an assortment of......*ahem* 'toys' and books on....more mature subjects- Kid: (stands up straight, turns around, leans against a wall, trying to look cool and calm--and failing) stocking: ok. see you then. *hangs up* well, the pizza's are ordered... kid? you ok? Kid: (nods silently) "I...look forward to seeing how you decorate your apartment in the future!" stocking: yeah. well, i put my half of the money on the table by the door... pardon me a second, i have to get changed. dont want to get cheese on my dress, haha! *enters her room* (ding dong) Pizza Delivery Boy: "Pizza delivery!" stocking: kid? can you get that? Kid: "Sure!" (opens door) "Ox?!" Ox: "Oh! Kid? What are...Why are you here?" (looks at receipt) "I swore I wrote the right address..." stocking: *exits her room* ok~ im dressed now~ Kid and Ox: ((both momentarily distracted by her outfit)) stocking:....what? Ox: (flustered) "Stocking? I didn't realize...I mean, that you were here, Kid, and--and..." stocking: uh yeah im here, this is my apartment after all... Ox: (looks at name on side of door) "So it is." (turns to Kid) "Visiting, then?" Kid: (serious) "Yes, I am." stocking: yeah, he's spending the night... *she hands ox the money* Kid: (eyes widen, silent) Ox: (take money) "Oh. Um...enjoy?" stocking: thanks, now if you excuse us, kid and i have buisness to attend to~ *she closes the door* Kid: (stiff--frozen stiff) " 'The night'?" stocking: if you wanted to... Kid: "You...would let me?" stocking: sure. now come on, this pizza wont eat itself now~ and i think i still have some big city cola in the fridge. Kid: "O-Okay." (thinking: "...Should I? No, that's too fast...Isn't it?") -after dinner- stocking: that was pretty good. Kid: "Indeed, it was." (quiet for a moment) "Stocking...I have a question, about what you said earlier..." stocking: yeah? what is it? Kid: "What you said earlier...about me spending the night..." stocking: if you want to, i guess it'd be fine. but i dont want to force it on you. Kid: "I...would be interested..." (looks at the couch, shuffles confusedly) "Maybe I could sleep on the couch..." stocking: i guess... although, i'd rather see you sleeping someplace more...comfy... Kid: "Such as?" stocking: there is a bedroom... stocking: *she blushes slightly* Kid: (blushes a lot) "How...big is your bed?" stocking: about a queen size. Kid: "Large enough...for two then..." stocking: yeah.... *blush* n-not like we'd be doing...*ahem* that.... but... i guess cuddling would be fine... Kid: (inhales) "I...would like that..." stocking: great!... *ahem* s-should i lend you some spare PJs? Kid: "Would you have some that men usually wear?" stocking: i think so, let me go check. Kid: (sits on couch, looks around room--then realizes he should call Liz and Patty) Kid: (removes pocket mirror) "Hello, Liz, Patty?" liz: hey. stocking: *gets out some pajamas, and puts honekoneko in the closet* sorry. Kid: "Hello, Liz. I will not be home this evening. I am staying at Stocking's." liz: ..... *eyes wide* Patty: *eyes wide, too* Kid: "So...I will be home tomorrow, likely in the morning." liz:....*falls over onto a sea of stuffed animals* Patty: "Liz!" (glares at Kid) "You just killed Liz!" Kid: (eyes wide) "I-I did not! I'm sure she's fine! Liz! Speak to me!" liz: awawawawawaaa Kid: "...Was that a sentence?" liz: im fiiiine... but....j-just be careful, ok? Kid: "Y-Yes. Of course." stocking: here, i got you some pajamas. Patty: (glares at Kid through the mirror) "If your little bow-chikka-wow-wow makes Liz have another heart attack, I will rip you into seven pieces..." stocking:.....*blushes* Kid: (covers mirror as Stocking arrives) "Yes, thank you!" (stands up, holds up pajamas) "Um...they are...colorful..." stocking: they're just purple. Kid: "Oh, yes. I never really let myself wear something so bright so often. But I like them. Um, where is your bathroom?" stocking: its the door next to the bedroom. Kid: "Thanks." (Thinking: "Good thing I saw her come out of the bedroom.") (Kid enters the bathroom, staying in there for a few minutes as he changes, engages in bedtime preparation--minus brushing his teeth, for obvious reasons--and looking at the design of the bathroom. Meanwhile, Stocking...) stocking: *gets her bed ready and changes into her own nightgown* Kid: (opens door to the bathroom, now in his PJs. Calls aloud) "Stocking? Do you have a new, unopened extra toothbrush I could have?" Stocking: yeah, I think there’s a two-pack of them on the bathroom counter. Kid: (looks at the counter) "Ah, I missed it. Thank you! May I borrow your toothpaste?" stocking: sure Kid: "Thanks." (opens toothbrush two pack, takes one, puts on toothpaste, brushes) -after he finishes, she goes in next. soon, she is ready for bed- Kid: (standing in hallway, looking at the bedroom) "Um...May I go in?" stocking: sure, just dont go snooping around. Kid: "Of course not!" (Kid inches into the room) stocking: *brushing her teeth+washing her face* (Kid stands upright, inflexible, looking at the walls and floor) stocking: *soon, she enters her room* (Kid sees a nightstand, a box to be unpacked, the bed, a window with the curtains closed) stocking: did you want to help me with this box? Kid: "Oh! Um, sure..." -inside was mostly dolls and other knickknacks. one in particular was a photo of stocking and her father, as well as a male with green hair. in the picture she looks around 11 years old and is holding a stuffed cat toy- Kid: (holds up the photograph of Stocking with the male with green hair) "Who is this with you in the photograph?" stocking: one of my uncles. Kid: "Ah. This photograph looks like it was taken quite a while ago. What's his name?" stocking: amaimon. it was actually a picture from when i was taken in. Kid: (makes mental note of the name "Amaimon") "It...was an important day for you." stocking: yeah... it was the first time i actually had nice clothes. stocking: o-of course i had my new family and that was really important, but yeah... Kid: (sad smile) "That is important..." stocking:...hm? kid? is everything ok? Kid: "Yes." (sets the photograph on the nightstand) "Would here be a good place?" stocking:..hmmm. here. *she puts it by her vanity table.* this is where i get ready every morning. Kid: "Good." (removes some dolls) "Should these be lined up somewhere? Perhaps order them by height? Or alphabetically? Or date of acquisition?" stocking: just put them however. Kid: "Then by height..." (takes out of a ruler--out of nowhere--to properly measure) stocking: do you keep that in your secret reaper space? Kid: (sweatdrop) "That's a secret I share only with my closest of allies...friends..." stocking: oh! i was only joking, but ok~ Kid: "It's...a special skill." (slides ruler in and out of his palm) "Similar to how I summon Beelzebub." (eyes widen, slaps forehead) "Ugh...I should have given you a ride on Beelzebub rather than making you pay for bus fare! I'm sorry!" stocking: hey, its fine. *she pats his back* Kid: (lets her pat his back, silent) Kid: (Puts his hand over hers) stocking: !! *blushes a bit* Kid: "Anything left in the box?" stocking: i think that's everything. Kid: "...Anything else to do? Or..." stocking: not really...so... Kid: (looks behind her at the bed) "So..." stocking: y-yeah... *she blushes a tiny bit* Kid: "...Let's go to bed. Um...which side would you prefer?" stocking: i guess i'll sleep on the left... Kid: "The right will be acceptable." (scratches cheek) "Who should...get in first?" stocking: how about you? Kid: "O-okay." (awkwardly gets in--and is so obsessed with getting in well that his butt his hanging up in the air as he tries to find the best position) stocking: *she gets in and pulls him close so he doesnt fall out* there ya go~ Kid: (tenses a bit before relaxing into the hug) "Thanks." stocking: no problem. *she smiles, kissing him slightly* Kid: (lets out a satisfying sigh) "You'll be here when I wake up?" stocking: of course, and if not, im probably making breakfast. Kid: "Hmm..." (Sleepy) "That's good." (Yawns) stocking: night~ -As Kid dozed, his dreams surprised him. He was facing someone who looked just like him--only with five black lines along his chin.- Kid: (in his dream) "What?" ????:......*grins* Kid: (seizes Dream!Mad!Him by the collar) "Wipe that smirk off your face." ????: or what....~? Kid: "Or I'll wipe it off for you, you demon." ????: ufufufu.... AHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA.... oh kiddo, its not nice to call yourself names now~ Kid: (slaps his mad half--then feels the sting along his own cheek. Eyes widen) "What the devil?" ?????: I am you.... you are me.... we're a happy fucking family~ AHAHAHAHAHAHA Kid: "Stop!" ????: stop whaaaaat? Kid: (tries to strangle the Mad iteration--and instead his hands are around his own neck, as he struggles to breathe) ?????: tsk tsk tsk~ you really are suicidal, arent you~? Kid: "Stop it!" (Kid struggles to breathe, is choking) ????: then let go idiot. Kid: (gasps, eyes fly open, sits up in bed) -the clock reads 11:35 PM, stocking is still fast asleep next to him- Kid: (thinking: "Heavy sleeper...She looks so peaceful...") (Stocking lets out a loud snore) (Kid: "...Still peaceful...") (Kid lies back down to sleep.) -the next morning- Kid: (Awakens) *Yawn* "Stocking?" stocking: *yaaawn* mornin.... Kid: (smiles) "Happy to see your face." stocking: *blush* better get ready then. *sits up and stretches* Kid: (stares as she stretches) "Yes...You shall shower first, then? I could help make breakfast." stocking: thanks. there's a pancake mix and syrup in the pantry. Kid: "Good." (sits up.) "May...I hug you?" stocking: sure. *she hugs him too* whats this for? Kid: "Just because." (Pats her back, pulls her back, kisses her cheek) "And that's for being you." stocking: hehe...you want to kiss the other side too? Kid: (does so) stocking: *she gets up and heads to the shower* Kid: (Finds a skillet and sets it on the stove, turns on heat. Removes some cooking spray, pancake mix, eggs, and milk. Mixes the ingredients and, once the skillet is heated, pours the mix into the skillet) Kid: (watches the pancakes cook, flipping them once ready) -after a while, stocking comes out from the shower.- stocking: mmmmm~ smells good~ Kid: "Thanks!" (turns around to look at her) -she's draped in a towel. one around her body and the other wrapped around her hair.- Kid: (drops the spatula) Kid: (jaw hangs open) stocking: hey, be careful there! Kid: "W-what?" stocking: *walks over, picks up the spatula and hands it back to him* Kid: (watches as she bends over and comes back up) "Th-thank you." (turns back to the skillet) "I...Should I tend to these? Or are you done in the bathroom?" stocking: im done with my shower, i just have to dry off and get dressed. Kid: "O-okay. I should wait till you dry and dress, then." -after some time, and some more pancakes have been made, stocking comes back out in an alice style dress- stocking: smells good~ Kid: (smiles) "That dress looks good on you." stocking: thanks. *she smiles* Kid: "I had best have my portion of pancakes quickly, then hop in the shower." stocking: sure. you want butter or syrup with that? Kid: "Both, please." stocking: *she smiles and gives it to him* i'll have syrup please~ Kid: *Pass the syrup to her* "Of course." (Smiles) Kid: "Hmm...I think they turned out well." stocking: *she smiles and enjoys her breakfast* Kid: (finishes his meal) "I'll head to the shower. Where shall I leave my dirty dishes?" stocking: just put them in the sink, i'll get your clothes ready for you. Kid: "Thanks." Kid: "Where is there a towel and a washcloth? May I borrow your shampoo and body wash?" stocking: on the rack and they should be in the shower. Kid: "Thank you." (Kid enters the bathroom, locks the door, and turns on the hot water. He disrobes and hangs the pajamas on the door. He enters the shower. The hot water feels nice against his body. He opens Stocking's body wash--it smells sweet. He cleans, washes his hair--the shampoo also smelling sweet--and finishes his shower. He dries himself off, secures the towel, and proceeds to brush his teeth. He then exits the bathroom.) Kid: "Finished." stocking: *her eyes are fixed on something that had fallen out of kid's pocket.....a certain...rubber....thing...* ....... O//////O Kid: (eyes widen) "IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!" (holds up hands and starts waving them) stocking: uh....um.... *bluuuuush* Kid: "My...maids are just...They want us--ME!--to be better safe than sorry...in case anything were...to...happen..." (Kid's put his hand to his forehead) stocking: oh....well... *she puts it back into his pocket and returns his clothes* better save it till the-.....*looks down.....* eennn oh my.... Kid: "What?" stocking:.....im sorry what? i was....distracted.... y-your towel.... Kid: "What about it?" stocking:.....you kinda....dropped it.....s-so big.... Kid: (looks down, shocked) "Ah!" (Looks around the room) "I-I'm so sorry!" (holds up a vase over his crotch) "...Why didn't I just grab my towel?" stocking: *blushing wildly* Kid: "Please turn around..." stocking: *does so, though she is tempted to peek* Kid: (places vase back onto the table, retrieves towel, secures it, holds it still anyway) "You may turn around, now. I'm so sorry." stocking: i-its fine, really. Kid: (blushes) "I...Um...Did you say something when you...saw me?" stocking: n-no.... *blushing* Kid: (heard what she said...blushes harder, ignores it) "I'll...get dressed...thank goodness..." stocking: y-yeah Kid: "I'll...get dressed in your bedroom then?" stocking: sure... Kid: (awkwardly takes his clothes with the hanger) "Th-thank you for tending to my clothes. They look well-ironed." stocking: no problem. *turns on the TV for the weather; looks like its going to be cloudy today* Kid: (closed door to bedroom--without locking. Removes towel, puts on underwear.) stocking:...... *blushing a bit* Kid: (finally puts on his socks and shirt, buttoning it) stocking: *reaches down, then pulls her hand back* (thoughts: no stocking! dont do that while he's here!) Kid: (thinking "Did she...dislike what she saw? Damn it, I feel so embarrassed..She probably thought it--I--look weird...") stocking:..mmmmm... (thoughts: fuck, i'll just take care of it later when he isnt here...) Kid: (looks at his underwear. Sighs. Puts on his pants. Grabs his tie, choker, and suit jacket, ready to leave the bedroom) stocking: oh, you ready to head-er, r-ready to go? Kid: "Yes...Stocking, I...feel embarrassed about what happened. I mean, I have nothing to be ashamed of...but...I am sorry that happened." Kid: "Can we put that behind us?" stocking: yeah, sure. of coc-of course! Kid: (sighs, smiles) "Good. Well, let's not dick around--" (Covers mouth) -awkward silence- Kid: "Let's just go already." stocking:...*AHEM* well then!... we better get to it then! Kid: "Yes." (Holds door open) "You have your keys?" stocking: of course....wait today is sunday. Kid: "...We could've slept in then..." stocking: oh well, i better bring you home anyway, dont want your weapons and staff to be too worried now. Kid: "Agreed." -and so they head out- Kid: "Shall we walk? Or bus? Or...Beelzebub?" stocking: lets take the last one for a spin. Kid: "Very well. Let's head to the entrance of your complex." -so they did that, stocking checked her mailbox, and nothing seems to have arrived- Kid: (summons Beelzebub from his palm, letting it land on the sidewalk) "Ready to board?" stocking: *she takes his hand and gets on with him* Kid: "Before we depart, hold on: the board is not that wide, so you must keep a firm grip on me. Wrap your arms around my waist..." stocking: yeah...*holds tightly* unless you want to carry me~? Kid: "I...would like to. But I will need my hands free in case of balance..." stocking: yeah.... -soon, they arrive at the mansion- Patty: (waiting at steps) "What took you so long?!" liz: well, look who's finally back. Kid: "Hello to you, too. Any calls while I was out?" liz: no but....*walks up and tugs his ear* DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED SICK I WAS? Kid: "Ouch! Liz! Not one ear! At least pull both ears!" Patty: "I got ya." (tugs on Kid's other ear) "WE WERE WORRIED ABOUT YOU, YOU MORON!" stocking: h-hey now... Patty: "Not yet, toots! We have to lecture our meister!" stocking:..... liz: you two werent doing anything too lewd, were you? if you did you at least used protection? Kid: "I called you last night! What did you have to be worried about?!" liz: true but....n-nevermind... Kid: (eyes widen) "It...never went there." (extricates himself from Liz and Patty) "And it's none of your business what happened to us!" Patty: (wraps an arm around Stocking's shoulder) "Why she squirming and blushing, then?" (stares into Stocking's eyes) stocking: i dont know what you're talking about. Patty: (dawning realization) (whispers in her ear) "Pretty impressive, huh?" stocking:...... *whispers* how would you know? Patty: (smirks) "So you did see him...And to answer your question, it's practically sticking out when he's in his boxers." stocking:....*blushing wildly* Patty: (Pats her on the back) "Enjoy having seen Nirvana, dearie--it's incredible." stocking: oh my god... *facepalms to hide her blush, and failing* Kid: (sees Patty talking with Stocking, squirms. Thinking: "What are they discussing...?") stocking: *whispers* well, between us girls, and dont tell kid this, but im probably going to be thinking about it when i...take care of personal buisness...if you know where im going with this. Patty: (smirks) "Oh, I hear you--and I like the way you think." (gives a playful smack on Stocking's behind) "Let me know how it goes--and when." stocking: *bluuuush* Kid: (to himself) "What are they talking about..." stocking: *walks over to kid* so should i stay over a bit or....? Kid: (smiles, holds out a hand to lead her) "Always." (Gives a look to Patty. Patty whistles, faking innocence) stocking:....*bluuush* Kid: (escapes her up steps and through the door--while Patty is humming the Wedding March) Patty: (nudges Liz) "What you thinking, Sis?" liz: n-nothin... Patty: (frowns) "Something is bothering you, and we're going to talk about it, whether you are ready or not. So pick a time now, or let me pick it." liz: its fine, im just... i want to make sure he's ok... Patty: (studies her, then Kid. He and Stocking are laughing) "Seems fine. If there is something wrong, he'll tell us. He always tells us. He wouldn't not NOT tell us...Right?" liz: yeah, o-of course... Patty: "Hope so. Well, put on a happy face and see if we can tease out from him and Stocking what they were up to last night." (smirks) liz: Ok. Patty: (enters the building, finds Stocking and Kid already on the couch) "So, what were you two up to last night?" stocking: oh you know... stuff... Kid: "Y-yeah. Stuff..." liz: what kind of 'stuff'? Kid: (scratches cheek) "I was helping Stocking set up her apartment." liz: really now? Kid: (holds up hands) "Really!" Patty: "So Stocking had an extra bed for you?" stocking:............ *bluuuuuuuush* Kid: "It is rude to ask a lady how her room is designed. And how we spent our time in privacy is not fair for you to inquire about." liz: so... was it just one bed? or did you sleep on the couch? Kid: (silent) Kid: (looks at Stocking) stocking: ........ *bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuush* Patty: "So...No comment?" (smiles) "Kid, you sly dog. No wonder Stocking got to see--" stocking: O////////////O Kid: (covers patti’s mouth) "So, have you two had breakfast yet?" liz: yeah. Patty: (wiggles loose) "Look, if you two are sleeping in the same bed, that's fine! Just--stop being all weird about it. Right, Sis?" liz: uh, yeah, i mean, a guy and a girl can share a bed and not have it be weird. Patty: "Why, Kid could share the bed with us again in a Thompson Sister sandwich, with a side of Stocking, and it wouldn't be weird at all!" stocking: y-yeah.... *blush* Kid: (sees Liz's blushing, too) "Let's...have a drink..." stocking: who wants tea? Patty: "Bubble tea?" stocking: sure. Kid: "Sounds good. Liz?" liz: yeah. Kid: "Patty, Stocking, go ahead and brew. I would like to speak with Liz for a moment." stocking: ok. liz: so whats up? Kid: "Two topics. Let's get the less important one out of the way. First, any updates regarding our investigation? Any word from Naigus?" liz: ....yeah.... they found the kid....or.... at least what used to be the kid.... liz: even worse, our prime suspect has gone M.I.A. Kid: (eyes grow sad) "That poor kid...Has his family been contacted?" liz: yeah...... *she sighs* Kid: (calm, then slams his fist onto the table) "I should have been here!" (calms down) "Father or I should have spoken with the family directly." liz: kid, dont blame yourself for this... *she pats his back* Kid: (breathes in, lets her keep patting him, but he is insoluble) "This is horrible. We have to find this suspect, whether or not they did it, to get some answer...Who are this suspect's associates? Where are they?" liz: like i said, rosalie's gone AWOL, she hasnt been seen or heard from in days. Kid: "Then we need someone who can find her. What is her family's contact information?" liz: they're having trouble finding it... liz: so whats the other thing you wanted to talk about? Kid: (still serious) "I wanted to ask how you were." liz: im fine. why? Kid: "We haven't had as much time to talk. I haven't been around as much as I want to be. I always want to be here for you and Patty." liz: kid... Kid: "How was the carnival?" liz: it was great, we got to ride rides, win a mountain of plushies, and there was a really creepy haunted house with a creepy ghost girl! Kid: "You saw that ghost girl, too?!" liz: *shudders* Kid: "Yes, quite. At least you didn't slam into the walls at the Hall of Mirrors." liz: maybe a little... Kid: "You _did_ go into the Hall of Mirrors? Those were...surprising images. And cramp spaces." liz: yeah... Kid: "You see any surprising reflections in the Hall?" liz: i-i dont want to talk about it... Kid: (small smirk) "It couldn't have been that bad. I found a delightful mirror I would like to acquire, one that makes me look symmetrical." liz: heh, good luck. Kid: "Money is no object." (looks around the room) "What did you do with the stuffed animals?" liz: patti's room. Kid: (groans) "Am I going to have to expand her room? Will she have any room to move in that space?" liz: you'd be amazed. Kid: "Liz, thank you for this information. I appreciate hearing it. Let's discuss our investigation once a lead on our suspect emerges." liz: yeah. Kid: "Let's join our friends. Which flavor of bubble tea would you enjoy?" liz: berry if you have it. Kid: "Yes, we should." (offers a hand to help her off couch to go to kitchen) liz: how about you? Kid: "Actually, watermelon would be tasty." liz: alright Kid: "Let's enter the kitchen, then." (Pushes the door to find Patty and Stocking inside) "How is everything in here?" stocking: oh, hey guys. *she has strawberry flavor* going good Patty: "I'm trying to mix flavors, but I don't think the raspberry and cherry are the best mix...What'll you two have?" liz: im having berry, kid's having watermelon. Patty: "Coming right up!" Kid: (stands at the kitchen island next to Stocking. Smiles at her) stocking: *she smiles back* Kid: "What do you have on Monday? Which classes?" stocking: geography, math, music, and literature. Kid: "I didn't realize you took music." stocking: yeah, mostly piano, but i play some electric guitar too. Kid: (slight chuckle) "Have you given a run yet for Soul?" stocking: who. the shark-tooth guy? Kid: "Yes. He practically has a piano attached to his hip. Or hand." stocking: does he? Kid: "He grew up as a famous pianist." (Patty opens her mouth, Kid covers it before she can say anything) stocking: is that right? Kid: (nods) "Odd, isn't it?" stocking: yeah. Kid: "I would love to hear you perform some time." stocking: sure. Patty: "Tea, darlings!" (sets cups down) stocking: thanks~ Kid: "Yes, thank you." (takes a sip) "Hmm...Tasty." -after tea- Patty: (loud slurp for last bit of tea) "Ah, so good." stocking: yum~! Kid: "I wonder what to do with today." (eyes the Thompsons) "You studied?" liz: yeah, i've been helping patti trying to get her grade up. Patty: "I think it's working! Wait till the end of the semester--I'll probably get...Um, what would be higher than an A?" stocking: A+? Patty: "Then I'll get A plus plus!" Kid: "At least make it A plus plus plus plus plus plus plus plus." stocking: *giggles* Patty: (glares) "Overachiever." (pats Liz on the back) "Give Big Sis credit. I don't see you two offering tutoring." stocking: well, maybe kid could tutor me in math? Kid: "Oh, um...Yes, sure. I am a whiz at math, if I do say so." stocking: neat! im not the best with money, so maybe a private session might help~? Kid: (hears only first half) "Well, I am an expert at budgeting money, and you really should yourself." (then realizes the second half, eyes widen) "I....would be interested...if you are." stocking: aw, thanks, that means a lot. *she kisses both his cheeks* Kid: (blushes) "You're welcome." Patty: (pokes Liz's ribs) liz: what? Patty: "Seem really close, huh? Feel good for what Kid has right now, yes?" liz; yeah, i guess. Patty: "Bet you'd like to have something like that, too, right?" liz: what do you mean? Patty: "Maybe your own boy-toy, too?" liz: *blush* w-wha?! Patty: "Or girl-toy. Or gender neutral-toy. Whatever you want." liz: patt geez....i know, i should be getting out there, but i have a busy schedule looking after you and kid. Patty: (eyes herself) "I can watch myself." (looks at Kid) "And with Stocking and me, we can take two-thirds of that job watching Kid. Especially that fine booty of his..." liz: PATTI! Patty: "Fine, you can watch the booty." liz: PATTI!! Patty: "We could ask Kid who should watch his fine booty." liz: patti oh my god. Patty: "So...I won't ask him. But seriously, Sis, you shouldn't worry about only me and Kid--you should worry about yourself, too." (puts hand on his shoulder) "You deserve all the happiness in the universe." liz:.......*hugs patti + happy crying liz sounds* Patty: (awkward sibling hug) "There, there?" (Kid looks and points to Stocking) stocking: is everything ok? Patty: "Just...a sisterly conversation!" (pats Liz) "You know how Big Sis gets when she's so close to her sister? Right, Liz?" liz: *sniff* y-yeah... Kid: (smiles) "I've always been happy close you two are." stocking: yeah, it must be nice. Kid: (notices Stocking's sad smile. Puts hand over hers and squeezes gently) stocking: *blushes and smiles* Patty: (pats Liz's tears off her shoulder) "This lovefest is awesome and all--and I'm happy for all the love in this room." liz: *pulls them all in for a group hug* Kid: (choking) stocking: gack-! Patty: "Yay huggies!" (squeezes Kid, Liz, and Stocking harder) Kid: "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE TOUCHING!" stocking: GYA! Patty: "Huh. Someone's been working out." stocking: oh my god! Kid: "I appreciate the love, but we can stop this!" (feels something curvy) "...Stocking? Patty?" stocking: *BLUSH* oh... Kid: (lets go, pushes away--and lands into Liz) liz: well, this is just getting us nowhere. Kid: (Pulls back from Liz, blushing) "Sorry, Liz. Sorry, Stocking." (glares at Patty) Patty: "You go to admit, we got a lot of love to share." stocking: yeah, haha. Kid: *Ahem* "With this 'love fest,' could we at least be seated? Perhaps in the den? Or is it getting to be too late?" stocking: its still mid-morning. Kid: "Well, let us go to the den, then. Or maybe get some sun by the pool?" stocking: isnt it a bit cold for the pool? Kid: "The pool is covered, but we have comfortable seats and a fine view of the trees as autumn changes the color of the leaves." stocking: sounds good. Patty: "Yep!" (throws on a sweater) "Red leaves, orange leaves..." (throws open doors to the backyard/courtyard pool) stocking: wow! Kid: (smiles, looking up at the leaves) "Colorful." liz: its really something. Kid: (opens umbrella at one table, removes chairs and sets them out) stocking: *she sits down* Patty: (lies down on a beach chair, stretching) "Aw, so comfy." Kid: (sits next to Stocking, smiles. Looks to Liz. Pats seat next to him) liz: *she sits down as well.* Kid: (looks at Liz for a rather long moment) liz:....? Kid: "You have an eyebrow that is slightly asymmetrical..." liz: wha? Kid: (reaches to touch the left one) "Right here." liz: *takes out mirror and looks* Kid: "You see? I could help you. Let me just got my tweezers, drafting paper, and--" liz: hmm? (Kid puts his hands on the sides of her face) Kid: "Let me tend to your eyebrows. Make them symmetrical." liz: uh, ok? Kid: "I'll be back with tweezers!" (turns to Stocking) "Excuse me for a moment." (Kid departs) liz:....?? Patty: (looking back) "So, Stocking, Kiddo fiddle with your eyebrows yet?" stocking: uh, no? Patty: "You should totally let him. He just stares at your face for hours, perfecting every detail about you, getting all close to your face until his lips are almost near yours." stocking+liz: PATTI OH MY GOD!! Patty: (looks back and forth at the two. Devious grin) "Maybe I should ask Kiddo to fix my eyebrows, then..." (points at Liz) "Before he gets to you, Big Sis?" (wiggles eyebrows at Stocking) liz: *siiiiigh* oh my god... Kid: "I'm back..." (Sees two blushing young women and a devious smiling Patty) (Annoyed) "What did you do, Patty?" stocking:..... Patty: "Just singing the praises of your eyebrow grooming! Here, Sis, you should lie here on this beach chair--easier for Kid to focus on the job." liz: *she does so* Kid: "Good idea, Patty!" (moves his chair next to Liz) "May I begin, Liz?" liz: yeah. Kid: "Good." (He placed a hand along her right ear, a bit under her hair, to steady himself) "I will be gentle. Please speak at any moment that you feel pain. Understood?" liz: y-yeah. stocking:..........(her mind drifts to thoughts of kid kissing her) *bluuuuush* Kid: (smiles) "Good." (shifts head from side to side along Liz, studying the eyebrows to see where to trim) "Hmm..." (lowers her head towards hers, studying more closely) stocking: hmmm..... Kid: (Leans closer) "Just need very minor work on the right eyebrow..." -after that- Patty: "Amazing! They look all even now, Sis! Kid even avoided plucking them all out this time..." liz: yeah, thank god. Kid: "Well, I think this was miraculous work!" (then studies Liz's face, getting so close their lips almost touch) "I...think so...Do those eyebrows look quite right?" liz: t-they're fine. *backs up* stocking: hm..... *antsy* ????:................. Kid: (sees Liz wiggle back along the seat) "O...kay." (Kid then tenses up, as if he feels something...near him) stocking: hmm? kid? you ok? Kid: "I...thought I sensed someone...Liz, Patty, be ready to transform if necessary..." -the presence has left- liz: i... i think its gone now.. Kid: (glances nervously) "I hope so..." stocking: .........we should head inside.... Kid: "Yes." (shuts umbrella) -cut to that night- Kid: "Liz, Patty, good night. And thank you for spending today with Stocking and me." liz: hey, no problem. night. -in kid's dream- stocking?:....... Kid: (in dream) "Stocking?" stocking?: Kid... can i ask you something? Kid: (nods) "Yes, anything." stocking?: out of the three of us....me...liz...patti...who do you consider your 'special someone'? Kid: (mouth hung open) "I..." stocking?: i mean... which of us.... do you want to be your bride? Kid: "I...I love you, Stocking. You are the one I want." stocking?:.......... *she rushes at him and tackles him to the ground* Kid: "St-Stocking?!" stocking?: please kid..... i.... i want you..... please, take me..... Kid: " ‘Take you'? What do you--" stocking?: *she kisses him passionately* Kid: (eyes widen, then close--as he kisses her back. His hands hold to the sides of her face) stocking?: fuck me kid.... fuck me like no one else ever could... Kid: "...O...kay..." Kid: (moaning into his pillow) "Oh, Stocking...S-So good..." Kid: (still muttering into his pillow) "Yes...yes..." (shouts) "Yes!" (falls out of his bed) maid: young master? are you ok? Kid: (gets up) "Yes, just had a...dream that caused me to fall out of bed--" (looks down--eyes widen. He's in boxers and...picks up his bedsheet to cover up below the waist) maid: you arent hurt are you? Kid: (gulps) "No, not at all. Um...If breakfast is ready, I'll be done in a moment. I want to...use the bathroom--to shower!" maid: it's only 3 in the morning, sir. Kid: "...Oh. Still a few hours to sleep..." (thinking: I really do need the bathroom...) maid: if you really need to though, then i wont stop you. Kid: "Th-thank you." (awkwardly walks towards the bathroom...) maid: *continues on her way* Kid: (looks down, realizes he is still dragging sheet with him...) "I should get my bathrobe instead." (walks back to room, still trying to keep what is below the waist covered) -after he does that- Kid: (now in bathrobe, awkwardly walks to bathroom, shuts door) "Um...Well, I should take care of business..." --After he takes care of business-- Kid: "...Now I should get back to bed..." -cut to next morning- Kid: (sits up in bed, stretches) "I still feel exhausted." (yawns) "That sleep was...not restful. I had better shower, dress, and head to breakfast." liz: morning. Kid: "Liz?!" liz: just checkin' up on you to make sure you're ok. you alright? Kid: "F-fine!" (looks down for a moment, looks up again and smiles, but sweating) "Yep. Just fine. But, um, you could knock before entering my room, first, please..." liz: i'll keep that in mind. Kid: (notices her attire: pajama pants, sleeveless top. She already has a cup of coffee in her hand) "So...How was your sleep?" liz: decent... you? Kid: (squirms) "I didn't get much sleep...What I did get was exhilarating, er, pleasant, but I feel exhausted." liz:....?? Kid: "I...just had a dream that kept me up..." liz: oh... do you need a hug? Kid: "Um...Yes, sure." (gets out of bed) liz: *walks over and hugs him* its gonna be ok, it was just a dream. Kid: (takes the hug, puts his arms around Liz, letting his head rest on her shoulder) "Thank you..." liz: *pats his back* Kid: (Pulls back, smiles at her) liz: *smiles* now come on, we have breakfast. Kid: "I'll be right there. I have to shower and dress first--" (then realizes he is in his boxers) liz: ok. Kid: (blushes at his seeming state of undress, having just hugged) "Well, I'll see you at the breakfast table!" (takes his bathrobe, puts it on, hurries out of his room, leaving the door open) -does patti dare read his diary~?- Patty: "I DARE!" (covers mouth) "Hope I didn't shout too loudly..." (Opens the diary) Patty: (reading) " 'Dear diary--' Who actually writes that in their diary? Hmm...'Today I met the most fascinating girl...'" Patty: "Blah blah blah my hair isn't symmetrical, blah blah blah why do classes have to start at 7 AM, blah blah blah I am disgusting scum...Ah, Kiddo, you aren't disgusting scum. You're high-retail, state-of-the-art scum!" Patty: (flips page, eyes widen) " 'Ode to Beauty'? He wrote a poem?" (cackles) "This I got to read!" Patty: (reading the poem) " 'My angel's hair hangs low to the ground...'" Patty: (still reading) " 'She stares at me with eyes of cyan, feigning happiness. Yet underneath their shine, I see a sadness...'" Patty: (rotates the book to its side) "Man, this stuff doesn't even rhyme! Maybe it's some nouveau-hipster poetry that I'm just not getting..." Patty: "How does this poem wrap up...Wait, here's another one...'Let me draw her to me, to kneel my head into her bosom and--'" Patty: (eyes widen) "Hot damn! Finally, some smut!" Patty: (blushes) "Whoa, Kiddo...That's kind of hot...but not really anatomically feasible..." Kid: (down the hall, whistling) Patty: "? Kiddo never whistles." (then realizes she is lying on Kid's bed...reading his diary...) "Shit!" Patty: "What do I do?! If I leave, he'll find me! Wait! I could jump out the window! No, that's no good--I already broke one arm that way..." (Hides under bed, then grabs the diary and drags it under the bed with her) Kid: (enters bedroom, shuts door) "At least the shower released some tension. Now to dress." Patty: (eyes widen as she sees the bathrobe fall to the floor) Patty: (dares to peak up a bit...) Kid: (as he puts on his clean set of boxers--all of them properly folded in one of his dresser drawers) "And at least the shower woke me up after that dream..." Patty: (thinking) "A dream? What kind of dream?" Kid: "I have never had such an intense sex dream like that before..." Patty: (shocked, sits up--and knocks her head on the bottom of the bed) Kid: (looks around room. Looks to door) "Yes? Who's there?" Patty: (stays quiet) Kid: (opens door slightly, so not to be seen just standing in his boxers. Sees no one there. Shrugs) "I don't know how I'll act around her today after that dream...But I had better finish getting dressed..." (Puts on his shirt, then sits upon bed to put on socks...) Patty: (the weight of the bed collides on her back--she has to cover her mouth to stop from screaming) Kid: "Just have to make sure nothing is awkward today..." (stands back up--to Patty's relief) (Kid puts on his pants and suspenders, then suit jacket. Then he sits back upon the bed to put on his shoes--and Patty again has to stifle the back-breaking pain) "Well, all done!" (stands up, exits room) Patty: (slowly crawls out from under the bed) "Who made a bed like that...? Is Kid gaining weight or something?" Patty: (finally crawls out, pulls back to fix her back, then slouches) "I'll put the diary back here..." (leaves it on the desk) "And I need a hot shower to fix my back. Then I need to figure out which kind of sexy dream Kid had today...and who was in that dream..." --After Patty's shower, she changes clothes and joins her friends for breakfast-- Patty: "Hey, Big Sis!" (then blushes as she sees Kid) "Um...hi." liz: hey. Kid: "Good morning." (concerned) "Patty, are you okay? Your face is all red. Do you have a fever?" Patty: "N-No." (Kid puts a hand to her forehead--which makes her blush more) Kid: "No temperature. Well, you have a seat--I'll get you some cold water." Patty: (glances at Liz) "Um...Sis?" Patty: "Have you...heard anything...weird from Kid?" liz: he did say he had trouble sleeping... *whispers* i think he had a nightmare... Patty: "Oh...Was it a...um...pleasant nightmare?" liz: ?? Patty: "Like, did Kid mention seeing a certain someone in the dream? Maybe he had a nightmare...with you in it?" liz: *glare* hey kid... was anyone in your dream last night? Kid: "...I...don't want to talk about it." Patty: (frowns) liz:.... Patty: "Just answer the question!" Kid: (blushing) "Can we discuss this another time?" liz: can we? Kid: "...Okay. I'll tell you, sooner rather than later. For now, let's just eat. That...dream was...surprising..." Patty: (grabs the water out of his hand) "Fine. Sis, please pass some of the bacon and eggs." liz: *does so* Kid: (frowns. Thinks) "Please don't be angry with me, Liz and Patty. Some dreams are best kept private given how...intimate they are." liz: you dont have to go into too much detail if you dont want. Kid: "I just...want to think this through. I'm sorry, but for now, this dream is private. I just want to get through today as best as I can..." liz: ...*sigh* ok... -at school- Kid: (Thinking: "How will I react when I run into her?") Patty: (Thinking: "Bummer morning already: don't know who Kid was dreaming about--and I barely got to see him when he was undressed! I wonder what Big Sis is thinking about?") liz: *in her mind, she is planning that sleepover party at tsubaki's* liz: so whats on the agenda for history? Patty: (holds book upside, then rightside up) "Something about 'The 1870 Assault on Death City'?" liz: hm... Kid: "It is one reason why the Immortals have been such a threat against Death City." liz: *listening intently to the teacher* Kid: "I remember Father's discussion about these battles. He tried to make them bedtime stories..." (shudders) "Horrifying choices to tell a child before bed..." liz:..... Patty: "What the hell kind of bedtime stories would those be? Sis, shouldn't we tell Kid some happier bedtime stories?" Kid: "Yes, do you know any bedtime stories I should hear?" liz: i dont really know that many... Kid: "Please think of one. Maybe you could tell it to me tonight so my sleep is...different..." liz: y-yeah.... -next class- Kid: "Do we have the same class together?" liz: yeah, i think we do, actually. Patty: "Which class is it?" (pulls out schedule, looks at it with Liz) liz: looks like we have battle strategy. Kid: "Very well. I wonder whether there will be a training session for us to engage in physical combat, or just a book lesson today." -looks like its a book lesson. basic fort defence- --In class-- Patty: (covers her head with the book) "Ugh, so boring...Can't we learn with our punches? I want to beat someone up!" -cut to next class- Patty: "Is it lunch time yet?" -cut to lunch- stocking: *she's ordered an angel's food cake* Patty: "Stocking! How you doing girl?!" (hugs her from behind) stocking: kyan! p-patti! jeez, you almost gave me a heart attack! Patty: (leaves hands around Stocking's mid-section for a moment) "Or a tummy ache! Looking forward to that angel's food, sweetie?" liz: oh, hey stocking. *waves* stocking: *grumbles* Kid: "Please unhand my girlfriend, Patty." (awkward wave) "Hi." stocking: g-girl-uh.. h-hi kid.... *she blushes brightly* Kid: (blissfully unaware of what he called her--since he's still nervous about the dream...) (Still waving absent-mindedly) Patty: (still hugging Stocking) "You can stop waving, Kid." stocking: g-girlfriend? Patty: (finally lets go of Stocking) "Um, yeah? What else would Kid call you?" Kid: (realizes what he said) "Er...Um..." stocking:..... n-nevermind.... s-so how are you kid? Kid: (blushing, squirming, looking down, hands in front of him) "Fine..." stocking: y-yeah, same... *blushing* Kid: "...Um...Let's have a seat...So, Stocking...did you...sleep okay?" stocking: yeah, i slept so goo- pretty good. Kid: "Oh. Good." (avoids eye contact) That's good." stocking: y-yeah, it is...h-how about you? Kid: (pokes his fingers together) "Not...too good." (Patty's eyes widen. Patty, thinking: "Did Kid dream about...?") stocking: oh, thats too bad... Kid: (silent) stocking:...y-you ok? Patty: (awkwardly sips a carton of milk, glancing between Liz, Kid, and Stocking) Kid: "F-fine. That dream just...got to me..." liz: ???? stocking: do you want a hug? Kid: "Oh, um...yeah, sure." stocking: *gets up and hugs him gently* Patty: (looks at Liz) liz: >,>;;;;; Kid: (smiles softly, gives soft almost purr-like noise at being hugged) liz:....*glances at patti* Patty: (glances back at Liz, then at the hug. Mouths: "What the fuck...?") liz: *looks on at kid and stocking, completely poker faced* Patty: (sad eyes, looks down) Kid: (Pats Stocking) "Thanks." (still blushing...because of lingering memories of the dream...) Kid: "I had better finish lunch already." stocking: n-no problem, and yeah. so whats your next class? liz: i think kid has writing... Kid: "I'm improving! It only takes me 10 minutes now to write my name!" stocking: ah, you're one friend with the pink hair told me you like to write poems? Kid: "Actually, yes." Patty: (spits up milk) liz: ?? Kid: "Are you surprised that I am poetic, Patricia?" Patty: (waves hand) "Actually, no, not at all." liz: not really. Kid: (haughty) "Well, I think my poetry is rather good. In fact, why don't I read some to you, perhaps later this week after school?" stocking: sure. you have a piano at your place, right? maybe i can show you some of my skills. Kid: "Excellent! I could have my poems ready tomorrow. Or we can try later this week." stocking: maybe this weekend? Kid: "Sure! Liz, Patty, would you like that?" liz: sure, why not? Patty: (blushing) "Um...Yeah. I'm sure at least one of your poems has to be better than what I--" (Stops herself) stocking: ?? Patty: "...better than what I heard other people write. I mean, Kid's poetry has to be better than what...um...Maka writes!" liz:......anyway.... time for class then. Kid: "My penmanship can only improve! Where are you off to, Liz, Patty?" liz: seems we have art. Patty: (sigh of relief for change of subject) "Can't wait! We need some new models for that class." (winks at Stocking) stocking: *blush* w-wha? Patty: "Yeah! You're all symmetrical and stuff, so you could be a fine piece of art in paint, or clay, or finger coloring..." stocking: um, thanks. *she smiles* \???: best not let her get to close now, right kiddo~?\ Kid: (hears the voice...and instead is thinking about his dream...and what he felt...and then he gets awkward...) "You...would be an excellent model...Stocking..." stocking: y-you think so kid? *she blushes* Kid: "Of course. Why, if you were modeling, I'd enroll in art class immediately." stocking: i guess.... i could consider it... Kid: (smiles) "Good." (collects items) "I'll head to class." (points to Liz) "Please keep an eye on your sister: I don't want to get another complaint from the art teacher about 'lewd illustrations.'" liz: roger. -cut to literature class- stocking: seems we're reading watership down. Kid: "Ah, good novel. Depressing, though." stocking: and kinda violent... stocking: *mumbles* 'children's literature' my ass. Kid: (smirks) "Language." stocking: s-sorry. stocking: can i talk to you after class? Kid: "Of course." (writes on his notebook paper regarding a quotation from Watership.) -later- stocking: i wanted to talk to you, a-about last night... Kid: (sweats a bit) "What happened last night?" stocking: i...had a dream about you.... Kid: (tenses) "Oh..." stocking: in the dream, we did some.....*ahem*....rather.... intimate things... Kid: (blushes) "Stocking...I have something to tell you as well..." stocking: y-yeah? Kid: "I...also had a dream of you and I...doing...intimate things..." stocking: o-oh.....*bluuuuuush* Kid: (blushing) "What are the chances that you and I would have dreams in which we both..." stocking: *she kisses him* s-sorry....i.... i dont know what came over me just now. Kid: (pauses...then interrupts her and kisses back, with equal intensity) stocking: !!!! K-kid... w-we shouldnt be doing this... n-not in public.... and.... im not sure if im ready to even do...t-that... Kid: (was kissing her neck...and pulls back in shock) "I-I'm so sorry!" (steps away) "I don't...what...What are we doing?" stocking: ..... *blush* i-i need to think about this....i-i'll call you when i get home... s-see ya.... Kid: "L-later..." (watches as she leaves. Then hangs his head) "I'm an idiot..." -later, at kid's place- liz: *whistling and hears something from kid's room* ?? Kid: (thudding noise) liz: kid? kid are you ok? (The door is unlocked. Liz enters) liz: kid? kiiiid? (The thudding is Kid...knocking his forehead against his desk) Kid: "Stupid...stupid...stupid..." liz: kid? you ok? Kid: (doesn't remove head from desk) "I have tremendous lust for Stocking." liz: *almost falls over* w-WHA?!?! Kid: "I am very attracted to Stocking. I don't want to have things go too fast. But I also feel...carnal desires." liz:....bye. *turns to walk away* liz: im calling your dad! Kid: "No, don't!" (runs down the hall) "I need advice from a girl! If you tell Father, he'll make things awkward!" liz: its already awkward!.....*siiiiigh* just what do you want to know? Kid: "How...do I know when it is the right time?" liz: well, i guess its really up to her to decide.... so who knows... liz: hugging and kissing is fine, but when it comes to doing that, she'll let you know when she's ready. liz: until then, you'll just have to make do with your hand. Kid: "...Yes. I do know that...Stocking seems...interested in the idea but not up for it..." (sigh) "I think about her so often. Her smile. Her eyes. Her curves. Her breasts. Her--" Kid: (finally hears what Liz said) "...Yes. I guess so..." (blushes) "I made this awkward, didn't I?" liz: ok ok i get it, you didnt have to get into details. Kid: "Right. Sorry. I...have a lot on my mind..." liz: yeah, i'll say. Kid: "How do you focus, Liz? I mean, how does any person focus when sex can be on their mind so often?" liz: wha-? erm..... *ahem* well either try distracting yourself or just take care of the problem manually.... if it helps.... i can get you a little something to take the edge off... Kid: "What would that be?" liz: well, y-you'll have to wait until tommorrow when i can get it.... Kid: "O-Okay...Um...Thanks." (stretches) "I suppose I should finish my homework..." liz: you do that. -the next day, after school- Kid: (awkwardly shifting on his feet) "I only got to see Stocking today, not speak with her..." liz: i left you your thing in your room. Kid: "Oh, thank you. What is it?" liz: you'll have to look... -in kid's room is a box from a shop called 'Lavicious Luxury'- Kid: "Hmm...Liz couldn't be bothered to tell me what is in here, that I actually have to open it?" (Holds up the box) "She could have at least made it an unmarked box: 'lavicious' has some poor connotations..." -inside is....erm.....how do i put this.... a pleasuring item- Kid: (eyes wide. Screams) "LIIIIIIIIIIZ?!" Patty: (in another room with Liz) "Oh. Kid found his new toy?" liz: you're welcome! *pokes her head in* oh, and it vibrates, just an FYI. Kid: "I AM NOT COMFORTABLE USING THIS!" (tries to hide his face) "I'm so embarrassed..." liz: its basically the same as using your hand, sorta... Kid: "...Just...Thank you for the thought, but...I'll...consider it..." liz: ok. but try to keep the noises down to a minimum if you can, ok? Kid: "I could say the same about whatever you use..." (realizes what he just said, slaps hand over mouth) liz:.................... *exits room, poker faced and blushing* Patty: (standing in the hallway, right outside of Kid's room as Liz exists) "Yeah, it is kinda loud, Sis." liz: *grabs patti and drags her* like you're any different! Patty: "Ouch! My ear!" -once they have left the room- Kid: (Stares at the toy. Dumps it into his nightstand's drawer) "Maybe another night. I have homework to finish, first..." -later- Kid: (closes book) "Finished." (yawns, stretches) "I should ready myself for bed. Brush my teeth, wash my face..." -that night- Kid: (passes by Liz and Patty in the den) "Good night, Liz, Patty." liz: night. Patty: "Night, Kid! Pleasant dreams!" Kid: "And to you as well." -soon the thompsons go to bed- Patty: (lies down on her bed, clutches a giraffe plushie) "Good night, you hellish long-neck abomination against God..." (quickly falls asleep, snoring) liz: zzzzzz -meanwhile in kid's room- Kid: (lying in bed) "Sigh..." (turns) "Just calm the body down and..." (slowly drifts to sleep) -the next morning- Kid: (awakens, scratches under his left arm) "Hmm...Only two children? Eight would've been preferable..." (blushes) "I...don't think Stocking would be interested in that..." *riiiing* Kid: *Looks around the room* "Is that the house phone, or the mirror phone?" -it appears to be his cellphone- Kid: (gets out of bed, walks to his pants) "I forgot to remove my cell phone..." (removes cell phone) Kid: (answers phone) Kid: "Hello?" stocking: h-hey kid....listen... i think i caught a fever last night so im probably not going to be at school today... Kid: "Oh. I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you feel better soon. Have you been to a doctor? May I bring you anything, such as soup? Or a candy?" stocking: i-i havent been to a doctor, but im sure it will pass.... and i dont want to get you sick... Kid: (sad) "Okay. Well, feel better soon. I hope to see you soon." stocking: o-ok... s-see ya... Kid: (hangs up, sighs) "Damn." liz: everything ok? Kid: (thinking: "Maybe I should lock that door...") "It's nothing. Stocking was just calling to say she will be out sick today." liz: bummer. Kid: (inhales, sighs) "I had best shower and dress. I still have school." (looks to Liz) "I'll be down for breakfast shortly." liz: ok *exits* --After shower and dressing, Kid joins the Thompsons for breakfast-- Patty: (Yawns) "What's our first class today?" liz: looks like we have home ec. Kid: (Thinking: "Maybe I could cook something for Stocking...Perhaps something sweet...or maybe something for a cold, like chicken soup...") -and so, the new school day has begun- Patty: "What're you going to do for home ec today, Sis?" liz: i think i'll try sewing. need to boost that skill, you know? Patty: "I want to cook something..." Kid: "Then I could use your help: can you help me prepare some chicken soup?" liz: why? Kid: "I thought it would expedite Stocking's recovery from cold. She asked I not visit her apartment, but..." liz: are you sure about this? Kid: (shrugs) "Worst case, Patty and I learn to improve upon a chicken soup recipe." (removes the recipe card from the classroom's collection) "This looks like a good option" liz: seems good. -cut to after school- [kid and patti cooking skill +2, liz sewing skill +2] Patty: (smells) "This soup smells so good..." -at stocking's place- stocking: *napping on the couch* Kid: (stands before door...and hesitates knocking) Kid: (inhales, makes a quiet knock on the door) stocking: nnhuu? -she gets up and opens the door- stocking: h-hullo? Kid: "Hi..." stocking: kid? w-what are you- Kid: (holds up soup) "I thought you could use some hearty food, to expedite your recovery. Patty and I made it." stocking: kid.... *she smiles slighly* you didnt have to go to all that trouble... Kid: "We wanted to." (moves it towards her) "Will you accept it?" stocking:.... *she takes it* thanks.... i'd kiss your cheeks, but i dont want to get you sick, haha... Kid: "I appreciate that. Even still, my shinigami biology is usually resistant against colds. By the way, Liz and Patty told me to wish you a speedy recovery." stocking: thats really sweet kid.... and tell them i said thanks... Kid: "I will. You're welcome. Shall I heat the meal for you?" stocking: sure... (Kid heats up the soup in the microwave, presents it to Stocking in a bowl with a spoon on a tray) Kid: "My lady..." stocking: *chuckles and smiles* thanks kid. Kid: (standing) "While I am here, is there anything you want me to do? Oh, that reminds me: I have your homework and make-up work with me as well" (removes it from his backpack, places it on a nearby armchair) stocking: oh, thanks, i just had history, gym, and art today... Kid: (flips through papers) "Yes, those are the classes." (blushes a bit) "I hope your art make-up work goes well..." stocking: yeah, though i doubt the gym is an option right now, haha... Kid: (Holds up a worksheet) "Your teacher has a wicked sense of humor: they want you to review some stretching exercises and answer questions about which are most appropriate for each muscle area." stocking: i...i dont think i get it *sweatdrop* Kid: "Just some busywork to have you review proper stretching for gym class--something they give any student who misses a day to make sure they still do work even if they are not present for class. Some bureaucratic stipulation." Kid: "It shouldn't take you more than five minutes to finish. I had to do one after I missed weeks of school following an...accident..." stocking: accident? w-what do you mean? *she looks worried* Kid: "I...had a duel my first day of class and...had an injury..." stocking: it wasnt too bad, was it? Kid: "My...hair was cut! It was made asymmetrical!" (Hyperventilating) "It was awful AWFUL AWFUL!" stocking: *pats kid's back* kid, its ok, just breathe kid... (thinking: thats not that serious...but then again....the OCD and OCPD...) Kid: "Thank you..." (Looks at the clock, thinking it is getting late) "How is the soup?" stocking: its nice.... that was sweet of you to do that... Kid: "You're welcome. It is getting late, and I shouldn't have upset you with my own earlier injury...You need more rest. I hope sleep expedites your recovery." (stands up) "I shouldn't kiss you, so..." (blows a kiss to her) stocking: *giggles* thanks kid... *does the same for him* Kid: (touches his cheek where he imagines where it rests) "If you need anything, please call: anyone at Gallows would be happy to provide assistance." stocking: sure thing. Kid: (opens door, exits, then pops back in) "Good night, love." stocking: *blush* n-night kid... *when he leaves, she lays back down, blushing* damn, im starting to feel weird again... *sigh* why do you have to make me feel like this? Kid: (walks down the hall to the elevator...then stops. He clutches his chest) "Stocking...What are you doing to me?" -that night- Kid: "Patty, thank you--Stocking enjoyed the soup." Patty: "She better have! We put in all our love, sweat, and tears into it!" Kid: "...Not actual sweat and tears..." Patty: "Damn! I knew I forgot some ingredients!" Kid: (nervous) "Um...Thanks, anyway. Good night, Patty." (looks around) "I had better find Liz to ask her about...something..." liz: so how's she holding up? Kid: "Ah, there you are. Stocking seems to be recovering well. Maybe another day or two?" liz: hopefully. Kid: (serious) "Any update on our investigation?" liz: so far, nothing... Kid: "Keep me posted." (blushes) "And...about that...item you got for me..." liz: yeah, what about it? Kid: "I...do not know about it..." liz: its really simple... *whispers* you just slide it onto your 'thing' and pump. its like when you use your hand. there's some buttons on the one side, one for vibration, one for vibration speed, one for sucking mode, and for sucking speed. Kid: "...I meant I didn't know whether I wanted to _use_ it. But thank you for those instructions: they are most...enlightening." (blushes, especially as Liz is whispering this right into his ear, as he feels her breath blowing so close onto him...) liz: dont sweat it. im not forcing you to use it, but y'know. Kid: "...May I ask another question?" liz: what is it? Kid: "That shop where you bought...it...Do they also make items for women?" liz: of course they do...*looks* between you and me, i get my... *ahem* stuff from there. Kid: (blush intensifies, as he imagines Stocking with those items...) "Oh..." liz: you feelin' alright? or is it just puberty? Kid: "Puberty. Definitely puberty." (looks at Liz, blushes harder) "I...appreciate the thought...about what you bought for me..." liz:...*ahem* well, its better than using a sock, so yeah... i-im just looking out for you. Kid: "Of course...Well, I had better rest. Good night." liz: night... --That Night-- Patty: (squirming in bed) "Can't sleep." (kicks off her PJ pants and throws them off the bed) "Ah...that's better..." liz: *sleeping* -meanwhile in kid's dream, there is a 3way of kid, stocking, and a male version of stocking- Kid: (in his dream, points at Male!Stocking) "Who are you?!" -the next morning- Kid: (already at the breakfast table, coffee in hand) "What is with these dreams...?" liz: you ok? Kid: (sighs) "Another dream...I just...am feeling really awkward...around Stocking..." liz: again? Kid: "Again. I think I need to relieve some stress." liz: by all means, go do that. Kid: (blushes) "Thanks...Then I'll shower..." liz: *nods* -after that- Kid: (feels some relief, but still nervous. Drying off after shower) Kid: (dresses, exit his room, heads to the front entrance) "Liz! Patty! Are you ready to depart?" liz: yeah. Patty: (still tying her shoes as she hops on one foot towards them) "Coming!" (arrives) "Okay, ready! What's first period today?" liz: looks like math. Kid: "That should be easy enough." Patty: (grumbling) "Speak for yourself. I just hope the tutoring holds up..." liz: yeah. -cut to later in the school day- --At Music-- Kid: (looks around the room) "I assume Stocking is going to miss her period of Music..." (sighs) liz: *picks up the bass guitar* Kid: "Patty, stop goofing around and pick up that tuba before the conductor begins today's lesson." (The teacher enters) -it was wes- soul: you gotta be shitting me! Wes: (smirks) "Hi, little bro." (glances at Liz) "Liz." liz: um, hey? *awkward wave* (Kid and Patty exchange at look) Wes: "I was told you all would be working on a rather interesting tune. I'll need to hear the strings on this one, so brass, pay close attention to my directions. Oh, and Liz: the bass is very important on this one. But I know you can do it." (winks at her) liz: *plays* [music +2] random student: i love this song! Kid: (struggling with violin. Only +1) Patty: (no increase, from playing too loud) Black Star: (tears off shirt and starts twirling it in the air while screaming) "Yahoo!" tsubaki:.... *facepalm* Wes: "We do not have any vocals on this one, Black Star--sit down. Patty, quieter on those notes. Kid, you are a half-beat off..." soul: *rolls eyes* Wes: "I saw that, Soul." soul: *frowns* Wes: (concludes song, catches his breath from the vigorous conducting motions) "Good work, all of you. Room for improvement, certainly, but as good as I expected. Your musical score for your next class's lesson is on the desk: take your instrument's score on your way out." liz: that wasnt too bad. Wes: (overhearing) "Not bad at all." (nods to the others) "Kid, Patty, good to see you both again." (stares at Liz) "How have you been?" liz: um, fine... why do you ask? Wes: "Just curious. I haven't been around the DWMA as much, so I was hoping to catch up with some friendlier faces." (thumbs behind him at Soul, who is glaring at his older brother's demeanor) "Friendlier than Soul's, at least." liz: oh, well, most of us are doing pretty good. soul: *growl* mizuki: yeah, i know a thing or two about annoying older siblings... Patty: (overhearing Soul and Mizuki) "You poor dears..." (whispers to Soul) "But seriously, what is your bro trying to do to my sis?" soul: not sure, but i dont like it... liz: so whats on your mind? Wes: "I really enjoyed getting to talk with you the last time I was in Death City, and I'd be interested in catching up with you. Would you be interested in getting coffee some time?" liz: *light blush* um sure, that sounds fine... any place in particular? Wes: (slight laugh) "I suppose you'd rather not go back to Deathbucks. I know a trendy jazz cafe with excellent brew." liz: sure, sounds great. so how long do you plan on staying? soul: *jaw drops and silently mouths 'WHAT THE FUCK?!'* Patty: (mouth hanging down too) Kid: (mouth hanging down. Thinking: "She...sees something in him?") Wes: "I'll be here through the end of this weekend. Maybe we could meet on Saturday?" liz: um, sure! sounds good. Wes: "Cool! Here, let me give you my number. Call me with a time on Saturday that works for you." (Waves) "Later!" (Walks away--and grabs Soul by his arm, dragging him behind him) "Come, little bro--let's talk." soul: uh... ok? liz: well...that happened... Kid: "...Um..." Patty: (silent) liz: what? Kid: "Nothing." Patty: "You just got asked out on a date!" liz: yeah, i guess i did. Patty: (looks around, whispers in Liz's ear) "Bring protection." liz: patti, dont worry, i have things under control. and besides, its not like its a date-date, its more of catching up with someone i havent seen in a while. Patty: (frowns) "Just be careful. Right, Kid?" Kid: (serious) "Yes." liz: ok. -in the hall- soul: what do you want, wes? Wes: "How are you doing, Soul?" soul: fine, why do you care? Wes: (narrows eyes) "Because if I am going to be here through the end of this weekend, there is one person who is my priority while I'm here: you." soul: just get to the point. Wes: (sighs) "That's all. Just wanted to let my brother know I'm here...if he, you know, wanted to...hang out?" soul *chuckles* thanks for the offer, but i'll pass. Wes: (holds up card) "Call if you need anything. And would it kill you for you and your girlfriend to let me stop by for a home-cooked meal? I'm getting tired of take-out." soul: yeah yea-... s-she's not my girlfriend! she's my partner, her being a girl doesnt automatically make her my girlfriend wes! Wes: (small smile) "Of course not. But you are watching out for her safety, right?" soul: of course i am. Wes: "Then that's all that matters." (smirks) "If you want to join me and Liz for coffee, we could double-date." soul: i'll pass thanks. Wes: (smiles) "Alright. Well, I'm going to peruse the faculty lounge. I'll see you after school." soul: probably not. --Meanwhile, at Kid's next class...— Patty: (has her fishing rod) "Ready! Sis, you got the bait?" liz: yeah. Patty: "Thanks!" (takes some bait and hooks it) "Maybe I'll catch a pike or something." liz: alright. lets do this. Kid: (trying to hold the fishing pole absolutely straight) Patty: "Hey! I caught a salmon!" Patty: "How 'bout you, Sis?" liz: i caught a carp. Black Star: "Look at this awesome guppy I caught!" sayaka: i got a boot.... rin: seems like i got a.. i think a black bass? Ao: "Oh, what a lovely crab." tetsu: a yellow perch, nice. Iris: "What on earth is a sea bass doing in the river?" ginka: WOOHOO! i got a goldfish! Kid: (pouting) "Nothing yet..." (hard tug) "What...?" (harder tug) "Hey! I need some help here!" liz: *helps him pull the fish* arisa: FUCK! *gets pulled in* Patty: (wraps arms around Kid's waist) "Don't fall in, guy!" seira: i got a dace... matsuri: crucian carp get! ryuko: neat, a pike. Kid: (being dragged to the edge of the river) "I can't fall in! Everyone! One more hard yank!" izumo: looks like i got a... is that a student? arisa: hi. *PUUUUULLLLLL* Kid: (Pulls--falling back, but pulling the fish out of the water) liz: um... im pretty sure that isnt a fish.... -you caught a kappa- Tuhl: "What the hell?! Hey, I'm swimming here!" liz: uh.. s-sorry. Kid: "...I guess I don't pass today's lesson..." Patty: (Licking lips) "So, can we cook and eat this guy?" Kid: "Liz, Iris? Please help us escort this kappa back to the river..." liz: alright. sorry about my sister, she's a little weird. Tuhl: "No kidding. I'm not just some garbage that you can fish out of the river, you know!" (dives back into the water, floats away) liz: sorry! *she sighs* well, kappa river isnt that far off from here... maybe he just got lost? Kid: "Does this still count as a large catch of the day? Or do I have to catch another...um...fish?" teacher: well, i guess its something... (all students get a +2 in fishing. except sayaka, who gets nothing. sayaka: aw man...) Kid: "Well, that was something..." Patty: "Yeah, but what _does_ kappa taste like? Chicken?" Kid: "Let's wash up and then head to our next class." -art class again- Kid: (thinks: "It would be nice to have Stocking as a model in art...") Kid: "What will you be creating today, Liz?" liz: i think maybe work on my fashion design skills Patty: "Is there a model today?" -seems tsubaki is volunteering- Patty: "Oooooh! good choice! You look very pretty today, Tsubaki!" tsubaki: thanks... Kid: "Hmm...I think I'll work on my drawing skills today." Patty: "Where you gonna be, Tsubaki? Sitting? Standing?" tsubaki: just sitting here. Kid: (removes his pencils, starts sketching) tsubaki: its kind of embarrassing to be dressed up like this.. i almost look like oichi-san. Patty: "Better than nude modeling!" liz: patti! Kid: "I'm sorry, Tsubaki. Please don't let her distract you: we really need your pose to finish our work." tsubaki: right. Kid: (thinking: "But I wouldn't mind Stocking as a model for class...") -in kid's mind, stocking smiles sweetly- Kid: (smiles at the thought. Thinking: "That smile...I wish to make a perfect copy of it...") -after school- Patty: (holds up finger painting drawing of Tsubaki) "See? Doesn't this look great?!" liz: yeah. -where do you wish to go? [ ] cafe [x] the curiosity shop [ ] library [ ] etc Kid: "You could make the art more symmetrical." Patty: (frown) "The model wasn't symmetrical." liz: hey, want to go to the curiosity shop? i hear they have some new things in. Patty: "I got Kid's charge card! Let's go!" -there is quite a lot of merchandise- liz: this looks nice. (its a dream diary) -there is also an assortment of masks, including a creepy mask with a sharp toothy grin, an all nighter's mask, and a skull mask- Kid: "A dream diary?" liz: do you want it? Kid: "I would. How much?" liz: $12 dollars. Patty: (sneaks up on Liz with the Sharp Toothy Mask) "Boo." liz: you see any-KYAA! Patty: "HA HA HA HA!" liz: patti!....*sniff* eww! that mask smells like a corpse! Kid: *sniff* "Yes. If you intend on purchasing that, you had best clean it thoroughly!" Patty: "Well maybe whoever sold it should've washed it first!" *sniff* "It kinda smells like Sid." liz: .... whats with this wire mask. looks painful... shop owner: yeah, a treasure hunter brought it in, not sure where it came from. Patty: "Maybe it was used for torture..." liz: patti dont be creepy. shop owner: well, the seller called it the 'all nighter's mask'. Kid: "What did this treasure hunter look like?" shop owner: didnt get a good look at the guy. kinda weird lookin i think... then again i get a lot a weirdos sellin stuff here. Kid: (Puts a hand on Patty's shoulder) "I have a bad feeling about this mask...If we were to buy it, I think I would hand it to Academy specialists to study it..." liz: good plan. Patty: (frowns) "Fine. Buy it, hand it to them, and when they found out that there's nothing wrong with it, then I get to keep it!" (pouts) -anything else they want?- Kid: (trying to mollify Patty, looks at other items to buy) -there is a golden jewel encrusted music box- Kid: (finds swords) "No, not giving her one of those again..." (sees the music box) "How about this, Patty?" (opens the music box) -if played, it has a very soothing effect.- Patty: (raises an eyebrow) "You should get that. For yourself. Maybe you'll get better sleep instead of dreaming about St--er, whatever it is that is keeping you up at night." shop keep: that will be $20, i'll give ya a discount for it. Kid: (hands over the $20) "Thank you!" (accepts the bags of their items) "Shall we depart?" liz: yeah. Patty: (pouting) "You two still owe me something good if I don't get to keep that mask..." Patty: (looks worriedly at the mask) "Creepy." -that night- Kid: "The mask has been given to the investigative team?" liz: good. Patty: "Fine." (still pouting, shoving the music box and dream diary into Kid's hands) "But when that mask is proven to be nothing, I'm going to laugh at you fraidy-cats!" (smiles widely) "Good night, then!" liz: night. Kid: (studying the music box) "Good night, Patty. Rest assure, we will find all we can about that mask--or pay you back otherwise." Kid: (looks to Liz, smiling slightly) "Looking forward to your date with Wes?" liz: i guess. Kid: (contemplative) "Good. That's good." liz: at least its something to do, right? Kid: "Yes. Enjoy it." (yawns) "I had best rest." (taps the dream diary) "Hope this helps..." liz: yeah. night. --After Kid washes, dresses, and goes into bed-- Kid: (Has set the music box on his nightstand with the dream diary. Picks up the dream diary and opens it) Kid: "Hmmm...Surprising design to this book...I should write some thoughts in it before bed..." -in his dream, there is a large tree, stocking cuddles with him under it- Kid: (in dream) "I like this shade...Hmmm...You feel so warm..." stocking: so are you. *she smiles* Kid: (in dream) "Two of a kind, then..." (rubs small, soft circles along Stocking's hand) stocking: *she nuzzles into his neck* Kid: (lets her rest there) "I really enjoy being with you." stocking: so do i.... *she kisses his nose* Kid: (tilts his forehead to hers) stocking: *moves the kiss to his lips* Kid: (approaches her lips as well) stocking: *kisses him sweetly* i love you. Kid: "I love you, too." (kisses the corner of her mouth) stocking: mmmm~ Kid: (His hand is resting on the grass under the tree. He places it on Stocking's knee) stocking: *places her hands on his shoulders* Kid: (Returns to kissing her lips) -the rest of the dream is spent kissing and snuggling- -in the morning- Kid: (yawns, looks at the music box, taps it) "Maybe you did give me better sleep..." (opens dream diary, begins writing in it, as well as some wishes for what else he would like to dream in the future...) Kid: "I wonder whether Liz or Patty are up yet." liz: *yawn* Patty: *snore* (Alarm goes off) "Ah!" (falls out of bed) liz: hey kid, how did you sleep last night? Kid: "Excellently! I think that music box was effective! How was your sleep?" liz: pretty good. Patty: (holding ice to her head) "I fell out of bed..." liz: you ok? Patty: "Nothing ice won't help...And maybe some Tylenol..." -at class- Patty: (rubbing her head) "I forget--what's our first class?" Kid: (thinking: "I wonder whether Stocking is back...") liz: gym class it looks like. Kid: "Hmm..." (remembers the bet he had made that he and Stocking lost) "I do wish Stocking was here...At least gym should be energizing. I'll see you two after we get changed." -seems they run laps today- -Patty and Liz enter the locker room to change- Patty: "Hmm...No Stocking in here. Guess she's still out sick." liz: yeah. Patty: (struggles to take off shirt so not to hit her bruise, opens her locker and gets her gym clothes) "Maybe we should go talk with Stocking after she gets better." (smiles) "You and Wes could have a double-date!" liz: wha? *blush* Patty: (giggling) "You know, only after you see how your first date goes! Then you and Wes can join Kid and Stocking." liz: please, i've been on dates before. Patty: (leans head on Liz's shoulder) "What does that mean? You think this date will go well?" liz: hopefully. Patty: "Then I hope so too!" (whispers) "Wear something eye-catching." liz: i plan to. Patty: (out of her usual clothes) "Well, time to get on my gym clothes on! Then it's off to run laps today! I bet you I can out-run you today!" -outside- Kid: (stretching before the run) "Liz, Patty? No sign of Stocking?" liz: nope, nothin. Kid: "Darn." (considers) "I should at least text her after gym, to see whether to bring homework to her..." liz: maybe... -after gym- Patty: "You two sore after all those laps?" liz: *panting* Patty: "So...yes?" liz: im good....kid seems crashed out Kid: (lying on ground, face down) liz: what about texting your girlfriend~? Kid: (still lying face down, pulls phone out of his pocket) "Please text her...whether to bring homework to her..." (Hands phone to Liz) liz: sure... Patty: (head on her shoulder again) "How you want to phrase this text?" -Symmetric_Death; hey this is liz, should kid bring your homework over?- -SugarSweetHeaven: thanks liz, but my dad has a maid taking care of it...- Patty: (tries to take the phone) Patty: "Let me text something to Stocking!" liz: uh... Patty: (snatches phone) "Thanks!" -Symmetric_Death: patty here, liz has big date coming up. advice?- -SugarSweetHeaven: oh a date huh? do tell~?- liz: p-PATTI!! -Symmetric_Death: guy named wes--violin player! tall dreamy with a kinda albino vibe- -SugarSweetHeaven: sounds fancy. well, i suggest just be yourself i guess?- Patty: "Stocking says to be your usual fine, sexy self." liz: *blush* Kid: (getting up) "What did Stocking say in her text? Liz, why is your face red? Are you out of breath?" liz: im fine, just a lil tired.. Patty: "Stocking said she'd have her dad bring the make-up homework to her." (helps Kid up) "Let's get to our next class!" -since i lost track of time, lets just skip ahead to saturday- (liz has her hair done up and is wearing a green dress with a white bolero jacket.) (Wes is in dark slacks, a white shirt unbuttoned at the top, and a black dress jacket with polished dress shoes and an expensive watch) (Wes is already waiting for her at the table) Wes: (spots her, smiles) "Liz!" (stands up) "I'm glad you came." liz: i have to say, this seems like a nice place so far. Wes: (gestures to the seat, not pulling it out for her as he waits for her to seat first before he sits down) "Yes, I had visited here the last time I was in the city. And I stopped by Thursday to make sure it was still as good." liz: well, i look forward to seeing what they have. Wes: (gestures to a waiter for menus) "You're looking well. I really like what you've done with your hair." liz: oh, thanks. tsubaki helped me with it too. Wes: "How is Tsubaki? I haven't seen her or her hyperactive partner around much this week." liz: they're doing pretty well. Wes: (nods) "And your sister?" liz: same as always. and kid's the same too...well, mostly... Wes: " 'Mostly'?" liz: well... there's a girl in school that he has a major crush on. her name is Stocking. no really, it is. Wes: "Let me guess: she wears stockings?" liz: yep. she sure does. Wes: "So how head-over-heels is Kid? Are they official or something?" liz: well....*ahem* its complicated to say... so i guess... half-half? and yeah, he's completely smitten Wes: "Hmm...What do you think of her?" liz:.. well.....i guess she's nice enough... though im still getting to know her myself. im actually planning a girl's night in. Wes: "That should be fun. When is that happening?" liz: im still planning it, so soon hopefully. Wes: "That's good. I'm sure it will be fun. You've seemed like someone who is pretty well organized since I met you." liz: well, i guess i get it from my meister, haha... Wes: "Yes, I see a bit of that with my brother...Hey, could I ask you something? How is Soul doing?" liz: he's been doing good. still training hard to become a death scythe. maka's doing good too. Wes: "Hm. Maybe that is why he seems more irritable than usual." (looks down) "Or maybe he's just annoyed with me being around." liz: *frowns* Wes: "Sorry. Didn't mean to get so depressed." liz: hey, its fine. i mean, kid does it all the time, so im used to it. Wes: (chuckle) "I don't think I could ever out-emo him." (opens up menu) "By the way, your dress looks great." liz: *blush* thanks, you too.. i mean! you look good. Wes: (chuckles again) "Thanks." (Thinking: She looks good when she blushes.) "So, what would you be interested in ordering?" (He holds up his open menu--but even as his head is tilted towards the menu, his eyes stay on Liz) liz: maybe a coffee. and maybe a BLT. Wes: "Ah, the BLT here is good. I am a bit hungry...I'll probably go with the turkey burger." liz: ah. Wes: "Yes, I think that sounds good...Are you ready to order?" liz: yeah im good. Wes: "Waiter?" (He approaches) Wes: "I'll have the coffee with a turkey burger. And you, Liz?" liz: one coffee and a BLT please. Waiter: "Very good, ma'am. I'll put in your meal orders and come right back with your coffee." Wes: (stretches a bit in his chair) "This cafe is very mellow. I like how they tend to play some lesser-known jazz songs. But you should really see this place at night..." liz: yeah i could imagine..... ?? Wes: "Everything okay, Liz?" liz: um, yeah! im fine. -outside the window- soul: do you see anything? Patty: "Not with Big Sis's big head getting in the way! That thing's like a melon! What about you?" soul: nope nothin... Patty: "Hmmm...Oh! Wait!" (removes her sunglasses and lowers her overcoat for undercover) "Ah! Now I can see a bit better. But I think we'll have to get closer...maybe enter through a back door?" soul: .... !! *notices some empty boxes* in there. Patty: "Sweet!" (heads to the boxes with Soul) -a little later- liz: so how's your grandma doing? Wes: "Better..." (taps finger on the table) "After her last hospital stay, the doctors have given her a better routine." liz: well thats good to hear. *she smiles* Wes: (sad smile) "Thanks...Family...is important..." liz: yeah, it really is... Wes: "You ever worry that you don't get to be as close to your family as you want?" liz:.... Wes: (awkward silent, blushes a little) Waiter: "Sir? Ma'am? Here is your coffee! Your meals will be coming soon." liz: you ok wes? liz: thanks. Wes: "Yes." (picks up cup and saucer) "I...had hoped to spend more time with Soul while I was here. He just...I'm just not the kind of brother I should be." liz: what do you mean? Wes: "Whenever I try to hang out with him, he seems...rough around the edges. He has been keeping his distance...and maybe I haven't made myself available to him. It's been so long since I've been back here, and maybe he's hurt that I don't see him enough." liz: maybe.... its hard to say... Wes: (leans back in chair) "I envy how you and Patty get along." liz: well, it isnt all sunshine and smiles, she can drive me nuts... but at the end of the day, she's still my sister... Wes: (smile) "What do you do when you two aren't talking?" liz: oh well... *she continues as the other two watch on* soul: cant...hear...shit... Patty: (cups her hand to her ear...then cups her other hand to Soul's ear) "Does that help?" soul:..... Patty: "So, yes?" -this goes on for a while until...- Patty: "I can't hear shit...Let's just move closer. Can't we duck under a nearby table? Look! The waiter is bringing out their food! Now's our chance!" -skitter skitter- Patty: (now under the table) "Okay...I think I can hear Sis saying something..." liz: oh so thats how soul got his name then? haha. Patty: (whispers) "Darn! I just missed out juicy gossip about you, Soul...If that is your real name..." soul: of course it is! Patty: "Then how did you get that name? Oh, forget it, you can tell me later...What else is Liz saying..." liz: the marriot, huh? sounds nice. Patty: (eyes widened) "Liz said 'the Marriott'!" Wes: "Yeah, you'd love it." Patty: (gasps) "Wes said 'you'd love it!'" soul: yeah, what about it? Patty: "I-I don't know! What if Wes wants to...I-I have to listen to how Liz replies..." liz: i wish i could, but i planned on helping patti with her studies tonight... Wes: "I'm still here tomorrow. I'm taking the red-eye, so my flight isn't until 10:00 PM. Let me know if you change you mind." liz: i'll consider it... Patty: (mouth hung open) "Your bro offered to take my sis back to his hotel room!" soul: shhhh! Patty: "You 'shhh'! They're trying to make in-laws of us, so I get to 'shhh!' you!" liz: did you hear something? Patty: (slaps hands over Soul's mouth) Wes: "No, sorry, I was distracted by this song. Hey, you ever hear this one live?" liz: not really. Wes: "I know someone who does a really good cover of it..." Wes: "But nothing beats the original." liz: its nice. Wes: "Yeah...Hey, when was the last time you went dancing?" liz: well, the last time was the halloween dance a few weeks ago. soul: oh he is not... Patty: (sweating) Wes: "Oh, cool! How was that?" liz: well, eventful... patti and i got stuck in a haunted house *shudder* Wes: "Heh...I think eventful is right...And knowing you, a haunted house is one of the last places you want to be. I'd...really like to dance. But the songs here aren't exactly at our pace, and I know you have to get going. But the next time we meet up, wherever that is, I'd like to go out dancing. Would you be interested?" liz: sure, sounds fun. Wes: "Good. Well, my next performance will be in Vienna. If you ever come around that way, let me know and I'll get you tickets--for you, Patty, and Kid, too." liz: alright then. well, see ya. Wes: (walks to Liz, offers a hand to help her from seat) liz: *she gets up, they pay for dinner then she exits, waving* Patty: (with Liz and Wes gone, knocks table back, exposing her and Soul) "What the fuck?!" soul: come on patti, we better get you home before liz finds out! Patty: "I know a shortcut! Come on!" Waiter: "Hold it! Look what you two did to this table!" soul: send the bill to celestia ludenburg! -at gallows manor- Patty: (climbs through her bedroom window, collapses on the floor, rolls over onto her back to catch her breath) soul: now what? --Meanwhile, at Ludenburg's house-- celes: table damage? the hell?! -back to gallows manor- Patty: (Sees Soul is hanging by windowsill. Stands up, goes to the window) "First, we get you up here..." (grabs his arms, tugs to pull him in--and causes both of them to fall to floor) soul: good thing these plushies broke our fall... at least i screwed over luden-bitch today, hehe. Patty: "Focus, Soul! We got lucky today that Wes and Sis didn't make us in-laws--but what about tomorrow? Is Sis really going to go to his hotel room?!" soul: they could have been talking about other stuff...maybe... Patty: "Tell me the truth: should I be worried about your bro?" soul: to be honest.... i dont really know... i'll probably just let my own emotions cover the truth... so its hard for me to say... Patty: "...I trust Liz...I do...So...I leave it to..." (runs to her dresser) "But not without taking precautions!" (flings items out: socks, shirts--a bra lands atop Soul's head) soul: *nosebleed* Patty: "Ah ha! Here it is!" (holds up an unopened wrapped condom) maid: did you need any-.... soul: O_______O Patty: "Just finding a condom for something later!" maid: 0__________________0 *slowly closes the door* Patty: (thumbs at Maid) "What's her problem?" (sees Soul. Smirks, removes the bra from his head, pats his face) "You're adorable..." -later- liz: patti, kid, im back! Patty: (hides condom in her pocket) "Hi, Sis! How was your date?" liz: it went well. it was nice to see wes again, and the food was really good too. Kid: "That's good to hear. How is he?" liz: he's doing good. his next preformance will be in Vienna Kid: "Oh, that's quite an accomplishment! I'll commend him the next time I see him." Patty: "...Did...anything else come up during your date?" liz: yeah, he told me there was a new restaurant opened at the marriot he is staying at. he wanted to know if i wanted to meet him there for breakfast there Kid: "Oh, that should be good." Patty: (blushing. Thinking: "So...I jumped to conclusions on that one?") "Oh." liz: so, did you get a call from your girlfriend yet, kiddo? Kid: (squirms) "Just a text...Stocking thinks she'll be back in class on Monday..." liz: thats good Patty: (takes Liz's arm) "Sis, could you help me study tonight?" liz: oh, uh sure, of course. Patty: (smiles) "Let's study in my room! Okay?" liz: uh, sure. Patty: "Great! I'll see you after dinner!" (awkward laugh) liz: ?? -sunday morning- Kid: (kissing his pillow, lifting leg awkwardly) "Stocking...Right there...don't stop..." Kid: (falls out of bed--again) Kid: (lifts head off of floor, pulls himself up) "Well..." (pulls dream diary off of nightstand) "I better write that one down..." Kid: "I wonder whether Liz and Patty have dreams this realistic." Kid: "...Maybe I don't want to know Patty's dreams...But I wonder what Liz dreams..." liz: (thinking: well.... that got intense...) Kid: "...Maybe her dreams are no different than mine..." (blushes) Kid: "...But I do feel...anxious...And it is a Sunday morning...I don't think anyone else is up yet..." (Looks at nightstand) -the clock reads 4:44 AM- Kid: "...No. I'm...not ready for that...I'll just go the bathroom." -later in the morning- Kid: *Yawns* (taps the music box) "Thank you for improving my sleep..." (sly smile) "The dreams are a lot better now..." Kid: "I wonder whether this music box would improve the sleep of anyone else..." Patty: (waking up) "No, Giant Dolphin Man--that's too much pudding for one Giant Dolphin Man to eat!" (falls out of bed) "Not again..." liz: *pant* well... im up.. Kid: (puts on bathrobe, departs to see whether the bathroom is occupied and whether he may shower) -looks good to go- Kid: (knocks, hears nothing, enters. Disrobes, turns on hot water to heat up while he brushes his teeth) Kid: (spits into the sink, rinses toothbrush) Kid: (wipes mouth, enters the shower, adjusts the heat) -later- Kid: (dressed, walks downstairs to breakfast table) "Wonder who is up yet." liz: morning. Kid: "Morning!" (smiles widely) "Ah, sleep was so good. How was yours, Liz?" liz: eventful.... *siiiips coffee* Kid: "Oh?" liz: other than that it wes- WAS great... Kid: (blinks, hides small smile behind his coffee cup) "I'm happy that sleep is treating you well..." -later that day- Kid: "I really think that music box and dream diary have helped. Writing my dreams down is...invigorating. Perhaps you should try?" liz: perhaps. -Later That Day- -riiiiiiing- Patty: "I'll get it!" Patty: "Who is it?" stocking: hey, is kid in? Patty: "Stocking! You sound much better! Hang on!" (calls loudly) "Kid! Get your ass down here! Your girlfriend is on the phone!" stocking: *whistling kk bossa* Kid: (runs down the stairs, trips on rug, crawls to the phone) "H-hello?" stocking: hey kid. Kid: "Stocking! Hello! How are you?" stocking: im doing a lot better than i was. i think i might be able to come back to school on monday. Kid: "Oh, good! I've missed seeing you around campus." stocking: thanks i.... i missed seeing you too. Kid: (smile) "Take it easy today so you can finish your recovery. Want Patty and me to bring any more soup or anything?" stocking: i think i'll be fine. i'll probably stay in and play smash bros or something. Patty: (next to Kid) "I heard Smash Bros. Ask whether she has online play enabled!" Kid: "...Did you catch that, Stocking?" stocking: not yet, but i might do that later. Patty: (grabs phone, speaks seriously with an even, loud tone) "Got on that immediately. My Shiek is gonna whoop yo ass..." Kid: (pushes Patty by one finger to her forehead) "_After_ you recover. I really do look forward to seeing you when you get back to school. stocking: same here. Kid: "I have to finish some homework, but I did want to talk with you about something surprising this week: Liz went out on a date." stocking: yeah, she told me about it. so how was it? Kid: "I don't quite know. She said she enjoyed it, but she also seemed, well, a little closed off. I guess that's to be expected for anyone going on a date." Patty: (overhearing, blushing, sweating) stocking: well, what if we went on a date? theoretically speaking~ Kid: (blinks) "I...thought we have...Or do you mean something more, well, typical for a date? Like dinner and a movie?" stocking: maybe something like that. maybe Higanbana's? Kid: "Oh, that would be fun! Maybe...this weekend? Or next weekend?" stocking: this weekend sounds nice. Kid: "Good. I'll pick you up. Say around 6?" stocking: yeah, this saturday? Kid: "Sounds good. I'll see you then!" stocking: yeah, see you in school tommorrow. Kid: (sweatdrop) "Oh. Right. Getting ahead of myself! Or...behind myself?" (flustered) stocking: well, see ya~ Kid: "Yes...bye..." (awkwardly hangs up the phone) "Hmm...Did Liz go to meet Wes for breakfast?" liz: nah, its really far from here, and by the time i get there, the discount will aready be over. i told him, and he seemed cool about it. Kid: "Oh, there you are, Liz. Well, that's too bad." liz: soooo, you got a big date this saturday, huh? Kid: (blush) "Looks like it. Have any advice based on your recent date?" liz: well, try talking to her, see what her interests are. get to know her a bit more. Kid: "Good...That is good advice. Thank you. Is that what you did with Wes? Get to learn more about him?" liz: yeah, mostly just catching up to what he has been doing. but yeah. Kid: "Good. I...just hope the date goes smoothly. I get so anxious that I start fixating on everything, like whether the utensils are spotless, whether the arrangement on the table is symmetrical, whether to move the table for better lighting..." liz: easy there now. Kid: (pulls out a paper bag, breathes in and out of it) "I'm fine I'm fine I'm fine I'm fine..." liz: *pats his back* Kid: "Th-thank you. Well...I better call a reservation in to that restaurant..." liz: ok. -Monday- Kid: *Yawns* -at school- Patty: "School day! School day!" Kid: "Please...stop yelling...I'm still waking up..." liz: well, stocking should be back today... Kid: *Perks up* "Oh, yes!" (Looks around, left and right, even under a table) "I wonder where she is..." -in history class- stocking: *is at her desk* Kid: (approaches her desk) "Welcome back!" stocking: *she looks up and smiles back* oh, hey kid. Kid: "Is this seat taken?" stocking: it is if you're sitting in it. Kid: (smiles, takes a seat) "Have you fully recovered?" stocking: more or less, yeah. Kid: "That's good. I hope you feel back to 100 percent soon...at least before Saturday..." stocking: yeah. Kid: "I made the reservation yesterday, so we're all set." stocking: thats great... looks like class is starting. Kid: (opens book) "What's today's lesson again?" stocking: the lost mountain village of Hoshizora... Kid: "Hmm...I'll have to pay close attention: I'm not as familiar as I'd like to be..." {in the ancient past, there was a village in the mountains known as Hoshizora. it is believed the residents of this village were the early ancestors of the star clan and branch families such as the Hoshi family, the Hoshino family, and others) Kid: "Hmm...So, ancestors of Black Star, Akane, and Ao..." {-due to brigands and harsh mountain weather, the villagers left to other parts of the world. the mountain eventually snowed over, causing it to become the icy region it is now. there are those who wish to find the village, despite the everlasting snow.} Kid: (thinking) "What could be hidden there?" stocking: maybe relics? Kid: "Perhaps. I can't imagine what Black Star and the others feel: to find something of one's past can be thrilling..." stocking: maybe... Kid: "I should get my books and materials for my next class." *Yawn* "I should check my schedule...I'm still so tired that I'm forgetting what is on today's agenda...I think math?" stocking: looks like i have science classes. Kid: "I will have to see you for lunch, then." (leans over, kisses her cheek) "Until then..." stocking: *blush* didnt you want to kiss the other side too? Kid: (smirks) "If you want it, then that's your incentive to find me at lunch..." stocking: hehe~ Kid: (waves, departs for his locker) (Thinking: "Some people are worth giving up even symmetry...") Kid: "I wonder how Liz and Patty are doing..." -at lunch- stocking: hey kiddo. Kid: (smiles, finally kisses the other cheek) "Miss me?" stocking: well, i guess~ but i knew you'd get antsy from not kissing the other side so... Kid: (sigh of relief) "Oh, thank Death..." (stammering) "It is still h-hard, getting out of my comfort zone...But...with you, I am happy." stocking: aw, thanks...*she kisses both his cheeks* Kid: (blushing) "Th-thank you...Shall we dine?" stocking: *nods* Kid: "So...I guess this is a trial run for dinner on Saturday..." stocking: i guess. *she smiles* Kid: "I was wondering...do you...like dancing?" stocking: occasionally, why? Kid: "Maybe...we could find somewhere to dance? Sometime?" stocking: that sounds great. *she smiles* Kid: "I...am a bit rusty. But I do enjoy it." stocking: maybe i could come over and we could practice? Kid: "Oh...Yes! We can use the ballroom!" stocking: nice. should i get dressed up fancy or...? Kid: "Um...S-Sure!" stocking: great. see you tonight~ Kid: "See you then!" -that night- stocking: im here Kid: (dressed even more formally than usual: a tux) Kid: (eyes widen) "H-Hi! Welcome! You look amazing." stocking: thanks. i had to alter it a little bit though. Kid: "They came out well. Good work." stocking: *she smiles* so where is this ballroom? Kid: "Right this way..." (Offers a hand up the stairs) stocking: wow, it’s so big! Kid: "Yes, it's amazing how many rooms we can fit in this mansion. I'm afraid I couldn't get live music, but the audio system is pretty good." stocking: well, I appreciate it none-the-less. Kid: (claps hands, and the music starts. Leans and extends hand to Stocking) "May I have this dance?" stocking: why of course~ Kid: (he gently takes her right hand in his, and puts his right arm along her back) "Is this good?" stocking: yeah, pretty good. Kid: "Let me know how to improve..." (prepares to lead) Kid: (puts his left and right feet together with hers.) "Ready?" stocking: yeah. Kid: "So, I'll take a step forward with my left foot, and you'll take a step back on your right foot..." stocking: ok. *she does that* Kid: "Now I'll step diagonally forward with my right foot, bringing you into a bit of a turn..." (steps forward with right foot, his hand moving a bit down her back into the turn) stocking: oh. *she blushes a bit* ok. ((TBC IN VOL 2 ))

[keyofshadows]

Mostly out of context and in no particular order.

Someone tell Henry to stop turning into Sora. Also Wendy is making me think of Namine. So who does that make Pan? Wait, Marluxia!

I keep wanting to cry happy tears and hug chibi Sora into little bits and this has Maya and Kai all upset- well, Maya's squeaking at Sora's cuteness and kinda spazzing over 'Can you imagine if Kai HAD been Riku's son' and we're not getting into that mess and Kai's just mostly upset because he misses his family damn it, even if he has friends where he is and a kid brother.

And hi, rambling because FEELS.

AUUUGH.

I've gone weird again.

Ahahaha, and the bad ideas keep coming. I wrote out a thing for the mods seeking permission for Heartless-related stuff. Haven't sent it yet 'cause I might be sane come morning. That and Kai's borderline freaking out. Something about not wanting his mother's past to be his future. Maybe I really just want an excuse to have a weird AU KH/WR crossover where Ray kicks his ass for training Shadows as minions.

Meanwhile Eli and Fen just sit on the sidelines and snicker.

I wanna go home and laugh at the trouble Kai's gotten into. Or not. I giggled earlier and was exhausted for 20 mins. But still, Kai just found out he's fucking with a 3,000 yr old spirit born of darkness. Somehow this is not phasing him as much as it should. He's either very much his mother's son (with all the issues that entails) or Riku and Sora rubbed off on him. Or he really IS Riku's, but Maya can dream. It's better than the truth, anyway.

Random 1 am thought: Eli as a kid, boasting to all his friends that he was kidnapped by an evil faerie before he was a year old and turned into a kitten.

"And she replaced me with a fake baby that turned inta sticks when my mama blew out my birthday candle! Isn't that NEAT?"

Amy: /facepalm Lanie: /jealous

"How come Eli gets ta do all the fun things?"

Eli: /smiiiirk

So I got this started during a low-pain point in my migraine, and Eli can't stop snickering. Despite the migraine Kai's post got me thinking. 'The last time...' in reference to wishing his dad was there. 'The last time he'd built a snow fort like this, it'd been in Christmas Town. His uncle had taken him and his dad to see Santa, when Kai was on the edge of not believing anymore. He was, after all, seven. His mom had stayed home, insisting she'd not only get a stocking full of coal, but would probably find herself buried under it.'

And she would've, too.

When someone introduces themselves as serving under a king, it's appropriate to use 'Keyblade wielder' after your own name, yes? Yes. Inwardly Kai's just like '.....fuuuuuck.' This was not how he wanted to become known to Henry. 'Yeah, I kinda adopted your adopted son as my kid brother, I swear I'm not a bad influence on him and I'm so sorry I attacked your knight unprovoked. Please don't have me executed.'

Newsflash: Kai doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut.

'They're kind of cute when they're not trying to eat your face.' - Best description of Shadows ever.

OMG it's so cold in this house why do I not know Firaga. Or where my gloves are. Or my scarf. Or hat. Assuming there's any money left next month I'm buying socks. I have...five pairs of socks? That don't have holes. And I'm not sure where three of them are. I'm wearing one and the other is...in my dresser. I think. Lol I'm totally on top of where my stuff is. This is why cleaning my room is bad. I can find my floor but nothing else. Ever. This'll be Eli someday. Only able to find things when they're strewn across his room. And he'll like it that way! "But mom, all great warriors have messy rooms! Uncle Sora told me so!" And you KNOW Larkin'll be the only one that can make him clean it properly. Threats and bribes. Though both may be the same thing.

Right in the middle of one of Xehanort's speeches and I got a migraine. I'm kinda disappointed.

Re: OUAT and hearts - DUDE HOW DOES THAT EVEN WORK and Hello WR flashbacks. Also re: next week's ep and swords being present at a baby's birth - Yes, I imagine Jalen was armed when Eli was born.

That random idea I had a few days ago involves what Awiergan's supposed to be doing, you know, hunting down Mal's nobody and knifing her. She's certainly had prime opportunities to do it, what with her current masquerade. Amy and Jalen's wedding anniversary is the 5th this month, and I wanted Amy to be back to herself by then, however temporary. THEN I thought, hey, what if Awiergan went out, found the nobody, brutally killed her, and let Amy watch? The shock of that would be enough to let Amy push the Brat back under, and she could come home covered in blood freaking out. To who, I dunno yet. But hey, happy anniversary!

Um, what was the original plan for the Cornerstone of Darkness? And I vote we destroy Disney Castle. As in the whole world. Dunno what exactly that'd mean for the Cornerstone of Light, but hey. The one place everyone trusts to always be a refuge against the Darkness going bye-bye? Always a good time! *whacks Awiergan*

Eli insists on a new tradition = New Year's Day Bug Hunts. Every New Year starting from age 8, he's gonna spend the day looking for the weirdest, most colorful bugs he can find. He demands that Larkin accompany him and carry his jars. >>; I do not see that ending well for him. "I only asked her to carry seven jars! An' then she dropped 'em! Down a hill! WITH MY BUGS IN 'EM. THEY ROLLED INTO THE POND AND 'MOST DROWNED!"

...The last time I had a *really* awesome and entertaining idea, it was a plague that wiped out two-thirds of Hogwarts.

This kid is gonna be in so much trouble. Eli: "....Aunt Song, Larkin won't stop followin' me! She says she's gotta protect me from Heartless!" Amy: *snickers forever* "Good luck with that. This is why we don't pretend that Igor is real sweetie~"

I decided Lanie gets to learn magic from Ray too, because she'll need to help keep her brother in line. God forbid her best spell turns out to be Thunder.

Yay babies. Oh god, a three year old and a newborn why did I do this to Amy oh wait. *cackle*

I had this cute little dream where Auryn wakes up crying (He's like a week old) and Eli gets to him first, and is trying to calm him down so he doesn't wake Larkin 'cause she needs her rest, and god forbid his mom, 'cause he'll never get to hold his son again. *snicker* He finally gets the kid to pass out by putting Igor in the crib by Auryn's feet, then makes the comment, "Yeah, he was my favorite too."

Hahaha so adorable and sappy and damn it, men should not be attractive when wounded. (And this is where Jalen's eyebrows go into his hair because what conversations has he been missing)

And then there was that time that healing magic was backfiring and Jalen was stupid and fell off the bailey wall and broke his wrist, and instead of his wife going 'Oh, my Jale!' and cuddling him silly, she whacked him upside the head, gave him a lecture, and teased him for a week. *snort* But then, they have an weird relationship that'll be sure to amuse their children for years to come. Hell, it's amusing FEN.

Ahahaha. I love how Kai is all '.....How do I explain this?' Because apparently he was taught the honor thing but not exactly the why of it? Or he's just a dork. Let's go with that. Eli says that girls can take care of themselves, but you should at least make the attempt unless you want to get beat up. Speaking from eventual experience, no doubt. Also I love how that last sentence makes no and yet all the sense.

I've always sympathized with the villains. Maleficent was the first. I was four. *shifty eyes* I was a weird kid.

The game I've got Kai in is getting an expansion. The school's going to be revealed to be on an island. I'm happy. Kai on the other hand, not so much. Reminders of not-home and places he'd been with 'Jem, which are probably gonna lead to him hitting things with his Keyblade. Especially once he finds his Corridors STILL can't get him away from the damn place.

Suppose Kai could always just try and use his Keyblade to chop 'em up...and this is for a bonfire, actually, though I did think him trying to make a raft in an attempt to leave the island would be all sorts of funny and history sorta/not really repeating itself, but I gotta get mod permission for that first and I'll just shut up now.

Yay, they have access to the beach now. And someone else decided to try a raft, which I'm actually glad about. >_> Kai will instead make an idiot of himself trying to catch fish. And the 'here fishy fishy' is a ridiculous inside joke from the old game that I couldn't resist using even though no one will get it. Riku had a net and was out tromping through the shallow water on Destiny Islands, trying to catch dinner for himself, Sora, and Kairi. He finally managed, but he burned dinner afterward. *snerk*

Oops. Kai wants to know what the fuck I just got him into. *cackles madly* Hell if I know. I've got Eli on the sidelines lecturing him on Darkness. And Fen pointing out he should consider himself lucky he's never met Ray. *facepalm*

Yeah, so if the wyvern doesn't kill Kai, he's gonna take Eli's advice and call him Yen Sid. ...My muses should not be allowed to interact sometimes. Also now I've got Jalen snickering because hmm, who did he know that had problems with a wyvern? *facepalms forever*

Re: 'Driel - And why doesn't this kid have fear? She's a nine year old on her own in a strange place, and they had a 3-4 day blackout already, but she's just...peachy. Lonely for her family, sure, but she's met a 700 year old faerie that shifts into a wolf, a boy that's possessed by a 3,000 yr old malevolent spirit, a king from the 15th century, and now friggin' Death, and she's just hunky dory. This IS a good thing, yes?

IT'S LARKIN AND ELI LMAO Today, I was hanging out with a guy I like. We climbed a tree to watch the sunset, and as the sun went down, I kissed him. He fell out of the tree. FML