This one's out to SecretFantacts! Thanks for dedicating a chapter to me! Now I dedicate this ONESHOT to you! ^.^

Death the Kid, T and S

Kid walked in as I slam my hands angrily down on my desk. "What's wrong, T?" he asked curiously. "My stupid nails wont dry and I accidentally tapped them against the edge of the table. They're ruined and I have to start again!" I scream as I dipped my hands in nail polish remover. Kid smiled. "I'd be happy to help." He said walking over to me. "No that's fine… wait." I paused. "Why the hell are you in my house?" I ask as I turn to meet him.

"How am I supposed to know? You're the one writing this." He shrugs.

"True." I raise my eyebrows a bit.

"Anyhow… I think I can help with your nails…" he smiled. "PLEASE! PLEASE, LET ME HELP!" he locked his fingers and dropped to his knees. "Fine." I gave in.

He smiled and picked himself up. I sat back a bit.

"Hello!"

"Hey, S, what's up?" I smile. (S is SecretFantacts)

"Not much just—why is Death the Kid doing your nails?" she said pointing down at the shinigami on his knees. "He offered…" I shrug. "Yes, I did… she messed them up a bit and as son to a death god, I am bound by my duty to keep things as symmetrical as possible." He smiled as he spoke in a proud tone. S smiled. "Inspiring…" she fanned herself.

"Thank you." The pride in Kid's voice was a bit too much. "Okay, let those dry… do not move an inch." He hummed as he slowly got up.

I looked down to my hands. The black nail polish was so shiny and even! Not a single smudge! How perfect. I could have died on the spot! But I was too happy. S came over and admired them herself. "Whoa…" she said mesmerized. "Yeah… whoa." I whisper.

After a while Kid walked in with a white bottle of nail polish. I smiled as he kneeled before me.

"This is perfect." I smile even wider. Three perfectly straight lines from the bottom to the top of my nail. I sighed. "Why thank you, T, you are very flattering." He smiled back.

"And not a thing went wrong." I giggle when he finished. "They should be dry in a little bit… don't you dare move. I'll be back." he said as he got up again. "Wait… where are you getting all this nail polish?" S asks. "I live with two girls… how could I not have nail polish?" he asks in a 'are you an idiot?' tone. "True." She shrugs.

A while passed and Kid returned with a bottle of transparent polish. "Just one coat, and you'll be done." He smirked as he slowly went over every nail.

"Done." He smiled, proud of his work.

"So neat… my god, you are wonderful." I smile. "Not a problem at all." He smiled. "So dry…" S giggled. "I know, right?" I agreed. Kid's smirk never left. "Wait a minute…" S smiled. "What?" I ask curiously. "Death the Kid is standing right there…" she said slowly. "Your point is…?" I move my hand in circles. "Death the Kid… think about it." She smiles evilly. "Holy flip flop, you're right." We both turn to him.

"oh no." he whispers.

We both slowly make our way to him. "Not again!" he screams as he begins to run. "KID!" we both run after him.

"DAMN THESE FANGIRLS!" he shrieks at the top of his lungs as we attack his symmetrical self.

There it is! ^.^ I wrote this in ten minutes, so I apologize for any mistakes… anyway, I wasn't sure of SecretFantacts' name so I used S just as I used T for my own name… I wouldn't want it to leak out now would I?