„What's your favourite number?
„Eh?
As she turned around, she saw Kid standing before her, a serious look on his face.
„What's your favourite number?"
She cocked her head in cunfusion. Why did he ask? Anyway, her favourite number, huh...?
„That must be zero as well as five. Why do you ask anyway?"
Kid just stared intently at her and stayed silent. She shifted.
„I can understand you liking zero, being as symmetrical as eight, but why five? It's one of the worst and unsymmetrical numbers possible."
He seemed serious. Too serious for a discussion about favourite numbers. She felt uncomfortable under his stare.
„Well~... I don't know. Somehow, the five looks nice... and... stuff... A-and... „, come on, think of something that could be symmetrical if you put it right, even if it has to pass eight corners before it did, „You know... you also have five fingers on one hand, which makes it smiliar if you hold your hands right and yeah~..." What a dumb reason. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dum-
„That makes sense."
Ugh... Was he serious?
„But even so, five itself isn't symmetrical... It's... It's..."
Okay, think of something, think.
„Yeah, well, whatever", yeah right, you get him off those thoughts with this, „I also like zero, so, forget it. Think of symmetrical things, Kid-san, symmetrical things. Uhm..." She so was at a totally loss.
She was doomed. Not long and he would start one of his fits about symmetry. Great.
„W-why can't anything be symmetrical, perfectly symmetrical... I'm not even symmetrical myself. I'm trash, a trash-like being. No, even the worst, I'm-"
Oh god, how was she supposed to get out of this now?
I know, it sucks.
By the way. It's a conversation between my OC and Death the Kid. But, if you want, it can be Maka as well. Though, I don't know which numbers she really likes.
Yumi