"It's so asymmetrical!" He screamed to his weapon partners. His hands visibly twitched, as if wanting to tear down the Christmas lights hanging from the massive candles of the DWMA.
"It's nearly Christmas Kid, give it a break!" Liz snapped.
"Pretty lights!" Patty screamed excitedly. She jumped up and down in one spot, her bosom bouncing along with her.
Liz rolled her eyes, obviously envious of her sister's advantage in chest size.
"T-they're so carelessly placed! I must fix them!" Kid said determinedly, darting off with surprising speed.
"Ooh look, they even change colours!" Patty squealed, jumping even faster.
Kid froze, falling flat on his face. He looked up at the lights, jumping between colours randomly. He screamed loudly, beating at the pavement with his fists.
"Look what you did now, Patty." Liz muttered sourly, trotting over to him. "Now Kid, that's the whole purpose of Christmas lights." She said in an abruptly soft tone.
"It's a disgrace! It's a disgrace to my father, a disgrace to the DWMA; a disgrace to symmetry!" He wailed.
Liz sighed, patting Kid's shoulder. "You're gonna have a tough time when the tree's put up." She said regretfully.
"The tree?" Kid whispered, turning his head to stare.