The Creation of a Monster

I could not sleep. No matter how I settled myself in the blankets or tossed and turned, I could not get comfortable. I had stolen Kaito's scarf and had tried snuggling that, but I was still tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable. Finally, I got up from my mound of blankets.

I pulled down my t-shirt and tied the scarf around my neck, so I was sufficiently warm for my night house romp. I shoved the stripety long socks that Gakupo had given me on my feet and then the black combat boots that were specially made to make no noise. I am officially ready to wreak havoc on the sleeping world.

Down two flights of stairs, to my secret lab I wandered, careful to make no noise. Oh, so quietly, I slipped inside the lab and closed the door. This was when I went about the creation of a monster.

It all started when a basketball fell in my cooking pot. Hey, it was an unused basketball, so I thought it was alright. I went about boiling the basketball, like a regular idiot. And then the shelf collapsed. A large bag of sugar fell into the cooking pot with the half boiled basketball, despite my efforts to catch it.

"Graaaaand." I slurred, sleep starting to catch up with me. "Coffee break time." With that, I trudged back upstairs to the kitchen. To my surprise, I found a Kaito sitting at the kitchen table.

"All-nighter?" He asked. Man, that guy is so sweet. I nodded sleepily.

"Yeah. Can't sleep worth anything." I said, amazed that I could speak English at the moment. I trudged toward the coffee pot, almost falling over. A few more steps and I tripped. A strong hand circled around my waist, catching me from my end on the kitchen counter.

"You stole my scarf, you little trouble maker." Kaito breathed in my ear. He started to guide me towards the table and got me to sit down. "I'll get your coffee."

"Thanks." I mumbled. The blue haired man smiled at me. Damn, I love him.

Kaito made me a nice dark double shot espresso before going back upstairs. I heard Meiko ball him out before he retreated to his room. I retreated back to my basement lab.

"Well, Basketball-kun, you are a shit." I said to the melted soup of sugar and rubber. I drank the first half of my espresso and dumped the rest into the pot. The mixture sizzled. A book fell off the shelf of doom.

"NO!" I yelled. "Fudge." I sunk down next to the pot. "Well, this is it." I said and shoved a rose into it. I covered the cauldron and sank down into my chair. Somehow, I fell asleep.

"Hello, my sweet…"

"HOLY MOTHER OF FLYING MINT BUNNY!"