Twice as Psycho

It made a loud bang as the wall exploded into millions of pieces of debrey and dust. The building began to rumble, and then it came down making an even larger boom sound. And it pleased Solf Kimblee's ears greatly. He closed his eyes and sighed as he took in the sweet sound of explosions. And it was ruined by the sound of a soldier.

"S-sir" a scared voice conveyed, Kimblee opened an eye to stare at the trembling boy standing in front of him.

"What?"

"I- don't mean to intervene with your, uh, routine, but your wife is here" the soldier said. Kimblee growled-dammit, why is she here?

"Tell her I'm busy"

"She said she won't leave until she sees you", Kimblee growled even more violently.

"Alright" he walked past the soldier and headed towards the military's camp site. And there she was, wearing that horrible light green dress and her carrying her red aligator skinned purse that she tends to hit him with.

"Ah, darling" Kimblee greeted as softly as he could, the last thing he wanted to do was make his sweet wife angry.

"Kim Kim" She greeted cheerfully and ran into his arms, as he embraced her.

"What do you need me for, i'm very busy at the moment" Kimblee said,

"yeah, right, your probably just blowing up more stuff as usual" his sweet wife said, baring her delicate blue eyes into his dark ones.

"When are you coming home, i'm lonely", of course that's all she wants, thats all she ever wants' Kimblee thought. He kept his loving husband facade and patted his sweet wife's head gently.

"I'm sorry darling, but the war isn't over yet" Kimblee answered. She snarled, Kimblee held her tighter; the last thing he needed was her going wild.

"I want you home now though!" she whined louder, catching the attention of some captains and soldiers. Kimblee glared at his wife with annoyance,

"Well your going to have to deal with it... love",

"But I DON-mmm" Kimblee smashed his lips upon hers before she could scream, and she scratched and punched at his arm trying to pull him off. Kimblee grabbed her wrists and flung them behind her back. When he finally parted from her she was glaring at him angrily,

"you fucking husband, you knew I was gonna use that so you do a cowardly move and put my hands behind my back" his sweet wife said, referring to her ability to, also, change the chemistry of the human make up to create a ticking time bomb. Kimblee smirked.

"Well I surely don't want to die", his sweet wife sneered. He rolled his eyes,

"Now go home or I going to have to do more than put your hands behind your back" Kimblee said, baring evil eyes into her's daring that she disobey his order. His sweet wife frowned, and he when he let go of her hands she turned on her heels and walked away. Kimblee chuckled loudly, he didn't want to use that comment but she was getting on his nerves- why did I marry her anyway?, he thought. She was just as crazy as he was, even willing to kill him though he's her husband. She was indeed beautiful and despite her pyschoticness she was very intelligent and clever. She even enjoyed watching things blow up to ashes as much as Kimblee did. Maybe that's why he loved her. She was the only woman he could blow up people with and laugh about it. He burrowed his brows. Now feeling bad about his tone towards her, he rarely came home so it's only natural she'd get lonely. But this was his job, a job he loved dearly, and she would have to wait. Kimblee placed a hand on his arm, restoring the slight change his sweet wife created.