Me: I'm so sorry for not posting anything in so long!
Allen: Her laptop broke and needed fixing. *stares at Kanda*
Kanda: It wasn't me!
Me: No it wasn't. Well I don't own -Man. enjoy this very short chapter.
Allen stared at himself in the mirror. His brown wig was in place, perfectly hiding his snow white hair. His right hand positioned over his left cheek finishing off the application of cover-up to ensure his scar is not visible.
Allen only hides appearance when his best friend, Lavi, invites him to something fancy. His time was a ballet or something to that effect...Allen forgot.
My milkshakes bring all the boys to the yard...damn right they're better than yours...
Allen sighed and picked up his phone, "Lavi," he whined, "you called like two minutes ago! What could you possibly need now?" Allen asked.
"First, I called oh an hour ago. And B, I'm at your door. Why'd you lock it? Now I can't walk in on you while you shower!" Lavi replied.
Allen sighed, "You're the reason I lock my door Lavi! I didn't appreciate you walking in and asking if you could wash my back! Hang on, I'm on my way out anyway."
Allen shut his phone and walked out of his bathroom. He patted his golden retriever puppy on the head as he passed his bed.
"Be good Tim! I'll be back later." Allen told the puppy as it watched him walk through the bedroom door.
Allen walked to the door, which was being knocked on, and stood there. Before Lavi decided to break down the door Allen regrettably opened his front door.
"Allen-Chan~! How I missed you so!" Lavi yelled as he tackled Allen to the ground in a hug.
Pushing Lavi off himself Allen stood and looked in the mirror, adjusting the wig once again, "Lavi you saw me just yesterday...did you really have to tackle me?" Allen asked turning to his friend, who was still on the floor.
Lavi tilted his head to the side, "Allen, what have I told you about that stupid wig and make-up?" Lavi asked while standing.
Allen knew his friend disliked when he wore his wig and covered his scar, "Well you have no problem with me wearing gloves! Why would you care if I hid my hair and scar along with my arm?" he asked, staring down at his gloved left hand...Allen's hand and arm was quite deformed and ugly.
Lavi sighed and hugged Allen, "Ok Allen-Chan you can wear whatever. Let's get going though ok?"
"Ok what are we watching anyway?" Allen asked while shutting and locking his door.
Lavi grinned evilly, "We are going to see The Nutcracker!" lave exclaimed.
Allen groaned. He hated The Nutcracker, and always ended up sleeping half way through it.
They arrived at the theater and took their seats. And just as Allen expected, he started dozing. Within 20 minutes Allen had fallen asleep.