Prompt: Soap
Warnings: Kid and Liz aren't talking, so they decide to leave letters... heh...
RrR
Kid and Liz had had a fight. Yes, a fight. And now they weren't speaking. It had happened before, and it would certainly happen again. All they had to do was go on a mission and all would be forgiven, but until then, they had to come up with. . . interesting methods of sending messages.
This was their most recent method, and it seemed to be working fairly well, note the key word, fairly.
Dear Kid,
Patty and my's bathroom is out of soap.
Liz
Dear Liz,
Then go and get some. You know where it is.
Death The Kid
EeE
Kid,
Don't you think I would've if I could've?
Liz
Liz,
Well then, whats your problem?
Death The Kid
Kid,
YOU KNOW WHAT MY PROBLEM IS NOW GIVE ME THE F-ING SOAP!
Elizabeth
Kid walked towards Liz's room, a sheepish expression on his face. It had been a petty fight and he wanted to get back at Liz. So, of course, he had felt the need to retaliate. He had never felt the need for such petty, childish, things, but something in the oldest Thompson brought out the best in him. . . and the worst.
He reached her door and opened it, he knew that she wouldn't answer him if he knocked.
"Hey, I have your soap."
"Do you now?"
"Yeah," he walked over to her bed and placed it beside her, soon taking a seat as well.
"Are you still mad?" She asked him, still refusing to look at him.
"I brought you your soap, so no."
"Good. I'm not mad either." She looked over at him, a puzzled expression on her face. "What was the fight about anyway?"
"I had another episode. . . over yours and Patty's breasts again."
"Oh, yeah. Look, Kid, if I could make them grow any bigger, I would. But I can't, believe me, I've tried." Kid looked at her, surprised. Her tone wasn't one of joking or sarcasm, it was one of self-hate. Her attention was directed at her chest, as if staring at them would make them grow.
"Liz, look at me." Her eyes darted up to meet his. "Why are you. . . so adament on comparing yourself to Patty?"
"Look, I know I'm smaller than her, I just don't like it when thats all people notice about us. Espiciallywhen its all you notice." She whispered the last part, hoping he wouldn't hear her, but thanks to his reaper abilities, he did.
"Liz, what do you. . .?"
"Its nothing, Kid, thanks for the soap." She reached for the soap, only to have a hand grasp her wrist.
"Liz, what did you mean by that?"
"I mean that I like you, I really LIKE you, and when all you notice is how much more. . . developed than I am, it makes me feel like. . . like you don't care about me when I'm not in weapon form." Her eyes were filled with tears, but she refused to let any fall. His eyes softened, "Liz, I had no idea you felt like that. To tell you the truth, I "really LIKE" you too. And I like your assets more than Patty's."
"So you've been staring at my sister's chest too?"
"N-No! I just mean. . . I. . . urgh, that wasn't supposed to come out like that."
"Relax Kid. I was just messing with you."
"Oh, so you don't like me?" Instead of giving him an answer and feeding the confusion even more, she decided to lean in and kiss him. Kid's cheeks went bright red before he kissed her back.
"That answer you?" She said, then got up- with the soap- and walked towards the bathroom to put it in its place.
He smiled and muttered, "That woman's going to be the death of me."
AN: I appologize for the shortness, I just wanted to post all the KidLiz stuff. This is for KidLiz week on dA, and so... yeah. If you're waiting for any updates from other things, those are coming. Its just I got sick, and then I lost EVERYTHING so once I get it back I'll do one giant mass update ^^;
IMAxENIGMAx out. PEACE!