Artemis sat back down in the leather recliner with a huff, picked her book back up and started reading again. Church hopped onto her lap and then snaked her way around Artemis' shoulders. 'Such a strange kitten.' Artemis thought with a mental eye roll. Nonetheless, Artemis turned her head and smiled at her cat.
Not five freaking minutes later the stupid doorbell started to ring again. This time with more urgency. Ding dong ding dong ding dong.
"You have got to be kidding me." Artemis hissed to herself and stood swiftly.
Church clung tighter to her perch on Artemis' shoulder but didn't leave her spot.
It was, of course, the idiotic blond yet again.
"Can I help you? And this better be a life or death situation or I am going to kick your ass." She sneered and the French man slowly put his hands up in mock surrender.
"I am very sorry madam but I am looking for a Mattheiu. Is he here?" He asked in that heavy accent of his and Artemis' agitation grew worse.
This man was bugging the absolute shit out of her for Matthew?! She sighed sharply and turned to yell up the stairs.
"Matthew, this idiot is requesting your presence!" Frenchy made an offended noise and Artemis glanced at him briefly.
"What idiot?" Matthew called from Katherine's door, his head leaning slightly to the right as he yelled. Katherine's head popped from her room.
"You scared me!" she giggled, before shutting the door again.
"Go ahead and leave!" Katherine called, but her voice was muffled from the door separating the two.
Matthew pried his feet from the floor and jumped down the stairs, skipping every other one.
"What idiot-" his question was cut off by seeing the man.
"Matthieu, I must talk to you, please don't shut the door on me!" the man held up his hands in a defensive position and Matthew sighed.
"What do you want Francis? I'm trying to..." he glanced warily at a ticked off Artemis, "watch over these girls," Matthew hesitated before his senses kicked in and he realized the sly grin on Francis' face.
"Oh really-"
"No you can not 'help' me, or whatever you call it!" Matthew leaned on the doorway and Francis' eyes fell.
"I was hoping to get something out of this trip... I guess not..." Francis turned and left the porch, leaving a stunned Matthew behind.
"Oh... kay?" Matthew asked more of a question than a statement and he shut the door quietly.
Artemis watched Frenchy's retreating form for a moment and glanced up at Matthew.
"You can't just let him leave you know," She said and Matthew looked at her, a bewildered look on his face.
Before he could ask why, she answered. "Well he came all this way for you, at least let him stay for a little while."
Matthew still looked at her, shocked. "No, Artemis, you don't understand-" he was cut off by Artemis sweeping past him and opening the door.
"Oi Francy! Come on, Matthew has some apologizing to do!" She turned and smirked slightly at Matthew who stood in the doorway.
You could almost see the atmosphere around blondie brighten at Artemis' words. He strode up to Artemis and planted a kiss on her cheek (much to her surprise and disgust) and then waltzed up the Matthew.
"Apologizing hm? For kicking me out of this fine establishment? No need, I saw in that bella's eyes that she wouldn't let me go!" Francis said with a smug look and immediately Artemis started to argue.
"Uh excuse you but-"
"No excuses needed, it was quite obvious!" Artemis puffed out her cheeks and got ready to use a scathing comeback but only sneered, turned on her heel and headed up to her room, picking up her book from it's haphazard position on the floor where she had left it on the way to the door.
Katherine danced around her room, cleaning up a bit. Oh, there's my pair of socks I've been looking for! She picked up the neatly folded pair of socks, looked at them for a moment then threw them into the hamper. Eh, not like I don't have enough socks. Katherine thought nothing of Matthew pounding down the stairs. A blush dusted her cheeks. There was just something about Matthew that made her smile. Whatever. Katherine cranked up her music again then began rehearsing the dancing that was being done in the video.
"Hey Katherine, we have a guest-" Matthew came up the stairs, his legs feeling as heavy as lead.
Cracking open the door, Matthew saw a dancing Katherine, her well rehearsed dancing surprising Matthew. She moved fluidly, smiling with closed eyes. Katherine wasn't even looking at the video; it was obvious she had already done this many times before.
"K-Katherine?" Matthew whispered and Katherine's head whipped around so fast Matthew swore she got whiplash.
"What are you doing in here?!" she jumped and squealed, running over to pause the video.
Her face immediately turned red and she hid her face in her hands.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to intrude," Matthew couldn't help the smile the broke out on his face as he laughed lightly.
"What are you laughing at, you dork? I was just dancing,"
Matthew kept laughing and he doubled over, shaking his head.
"I have no idea why I'm laughing, it's just odd to walk in on someone dancing,"
Katherine rolled her eyes and began fanning her face as she started laughing too. Soon the two were on the floor, pounding the ground in amusement.
"Oh, man, just erase that image from your mind, okay? I don't want you to ever mention that again," After a moment, Katherine wiped the laughter-tears from her eyes and turned to face the barely-recovering Matthew.
"Uh-huh, I'm totally remembering that for as long as I live," Matthew smiled at Katherine and slapped her shoulder.
"Let's head downstairs," he scowled, "Your sister let my brother in," with a sigh, Matthew heaved himself to his feet.
"Whatever you say, Sir Knight," Katherine grinned, leading the way out of her room.
"Shut the door on your way out, pretty please,"
"Anything for you, Katherine,"
