Jane: Hi peoples! It's been a while since I updated for this, but it must be done! The flame must be kept alive!

Patty: . . . .

Kid: Honestly, that's a little over-dramatic, don't you think?

Liz: Yeah, well, Jane is over-dramatic.

Jane: WHAT? ME? I"M NOT OVER-DRAMATIC! YOUR OVER-DRAMATIC, HOW DOES THAT FEEL!

Liz: Thanks for proving my point. Point to Liz!

Jane: Okay, okay. I guess it's possible that I can be...histrionic(How awesome are SAT words?).

Patty and Liz: suppressed giggles

Kid: Yeah, a little, anyways aren't you supposed to cleverly put a disclaimer somewhere in the introduction about how you don't own us?

Jane: Well I was gonna, before you beat me to it! Oh, and by the way, your picture frame is leaning about 0.007 centimeters to the left.

Kid: It's awful! Terrible, please help me!

Jane: Heh, I don't own you remember. Ha! I still got to do it! Anyhow, enjoy chapter four.

Chapter Four

Kid got up and stripped his sheets from the night before. He was still reminiscing about his dream. He tried to shake the thought out of his head. If Liz catches him thinking about Patty, she'd probably kill him. It was no use though, he couldn't get her out of his mind.

Patty sat in her room, furiously drawing giraffes. It was almost as if she'd forgotten how. Every time she tried, she would end up drawing something that looked like a zebra with a long neck. Instead of yellow, it was white. And instead of wonderfully random spots that could be splattered anywhere, she had eight, completely symmetrical black stripes. She crumpled up her thirteenth attempt and threw it in her waste basket. All she wanted to do was draw a giraffe again! Maybe all she had to do would be to get Kid out of her mind. But tat would be tricky, since he's been on her mind ever since he saved Liz and her from the streets. She thought harder than she ever had about anything in her life about how to forget about Kid. Then she figured it out. She would have to break Kid's heart, and possibly her own. And she had a pretty good idea of how to do it. She would go off the edge.

Kid loaded his sheets in the washer and began making breakfast. He made six waffles, six pieces of bacon, six scrambled eggs, and six biscuits. He made six of four things so that if everyone had two of each, the total number of items on his plate would be eight. He set the table perfectly and aligned everything just so.

"Liz, Patty, breakfast is ready! Come down in thirty seconds, or we won't finish eating before eight in the morning." Liz came down first, make-up smudged, hair messy, eyes tired. Her clothes were a total mess and she was only wearing one slipper. It took every last bit of Kid's self-control to make sure he didn't explode in a feat of rage at her appearance. She slipped into her seat and stared at her food for a while. Then her head fell on the table with a thump. Kid rolled his eyes. He hoped Patty would come down soon, so he could engage with somebody who might be dying. As if on cue, Patty came down the stairs. But her appearance was way more than Kid could handle. Her previously blond hair had been dyed bright red, and was streaked with seven random spots of purple. She had on blue and orange eyeshadow with one eyelid underlined with pink eyeliner, the other with fuchsia (Yes, there's a distinction!-DTK). She had on neon green skinny jeans with a pocket on the right side, but not the left. Her black My Chemical Romance shirt had the right sleeve ripped off and she wore black converse. These would have been fine, except that she had a blue sock with yellow stars on one foot, and a purple sock with red Kishin souls on the other.

Kid stared at her, absolutely shocked. He couldn't believe that she would have the nerve of wearing such an asymmetrical outfit, and that he was slightly turned on by her.

"What. The hell, Patty?" Patty smirked. Oh my god, it's working! If I keep going, he'll be so ticked! It's actually kinda fun. Maybe I should mess with him more often. Liz looked up to see what Kid was flipping out about. She looked Patty up and down, smirked and spoke in an evil, gloating tone.

" Wow Patty, you haven't looked so bad-ass since we lived on the streets. I'm impressed. Maybe I should go back to being a hardcore bitch again too. Heh heh." She took a sip of her coffee, and propped her head up on her elbow so she could watch how this would turn out.

"Thanks Liz. I'm going out. Don't wait up for me. I'll probably be home late." Kid and Liz were both shocked wen Patty used her real voice, and not the one she always used to get attention. Kid got over his shock quickly, and now his fury rolled out full power.

"Patty, you look like an asymmetric whore. Now go upstairs and change into some proper clothing, you disrespectful bitch!" Liz stood up a bit from her chair, and opened her mouth to say something, but Patty waved for her to sit back down. She obeyed, but she was scowling now. Patty's smirk grew wider as Kid turned redder with anger.

"Actually Kid, I plan to go out, get off my ass drunk, and do whatever the hell I want. Because although, as you said earlier, I'm a bitch, I'm not your bitch anymore. So you might as well sit back and get comfortable, because you get to watch me march my ass out of this house in five seconds, so I can tear it up with Kim and Black*Star. Deuces, lame-ass!" She turned and strutted out of the kitchen and out the front door with a slam. Kid and Liz stood staring after her, mouths gaping wide open. Liz closed her mouth, smiled, and began clapping. She then tossed the rest of her breakfast in the trash, and went up to her room to post what just happened on Facebook. Kid was left standing alone and sad in the kitchen.

Outside, Patty practically flew in the air out of pure joy. She'd never felt so alive in her life! She thought that would be way harder than it had been. Breaking Kid's heart was going to be a cinch, and she wouldn't even have to break her own to do it. She walked out of the property, and down to town square, where she would meet Kim and Black*Star for some much needed excitement. Boys stared at her as she walked down the street, some girls whispered mean things, but she didn't care. She didn't care about anything right now. She spotted he pink and blue haired friends waiting for her by the fountain. Kim's hair had streaks of bleach blond, but she did something like that every month, so it wasn't that strange. She wore black skinny jeans, red stripper heels, and a pink shirt that matched her hair color. In black letters across her chest, it said "My eyes are up here." An arrow pointed up towards her head. She'd gotten her nose pierced, so now she looked even more dangerous than before.

Black*Star wasn't wearing his typical DWMA attire either. He had on white sneakers, with dark blue stars on the sides and tongues. He had on black basketball shorts and a red tank-top with his autograph written big and sloppily across it. Since he wasn't wearing his collar, a light scar was visible just above his neck. And as always, his star tattoo stood out proudly against his tan skin. They both grinned as Patty walked up to them.

"Wow Patty, you look like you're ready to kick somebody's ass. I didn't know Kid was over his OCD enough to let you go around looking like that. Way to go, bitch!" With Kim, bitch was a term of endearment, so it didn't make Patty mad.

"Thanks." She spoke again in her normal voice, but everyone else was used to it. She only talked like a baby in front of Kid because if she didn't she could never sweet talk him into doing stuff for her. "But, I don't exactly have Kid's permission on my outfit. And I don't think I'm going to need it anymore." Patty sat down between her friends on the fountain's edge as she retold the events of this morning. Kim laughed and called her an awesome, bad-ass bitch, while Black*Star nodded approvingly, stating that that's how all real stars take the stage, by asserting their dominance.

"Hey Patty, would it be cool if I asked Soul and Maka to come hang out with us? You know Soul's cool, and since he and Maka started going out, she's a lot more fun." Kim pouted a bit.

"In that case, we should invite Tsubaki too, or else Soul and Maka are gonna be making out the whole time, and if it's gonna come to that, I wanna have a make-out buddy too." Kim and Tsubaki had been going out for a while, ever since Ox cheated on Kim with some girl. Patty rolled her eyes, but was actually pretty excited. More people was more fun, right?

"Yeah, fine. Call them now before the whole day goes to crap." Kim sniggered, and Black*Star winked at Patty, causing her to blush. Then they both got out their phones and called their people. Meanwhile, Patty's head was racing. He winked at me! Does that mean he likes me? And if I like him back, will I start drawing blue giraffes with spiky hair and gorgeous green eyes? Patty shook those thoughts from her head so she could enjoy their time out.

Tsubaki, Soul, and Maka joined them soon, all dressed rather edgy. Soul, in a black Flogging Molly t-shirt, with black skinny jeans that made him look oh so sexy. Maka had on a scarlet tank top that matched the color of her boyfriend's eyes. She had a denim micro-mini skirt and black combat boots. She'd gotten a tattoo on the back of her shoulder recently, and she loved to show it off. It said Sodalis Vitae, which meant 'Life Companion' in Latin. She had on silver bracelets on each wrist, and lots of eye liner. She let her bangs grow out, giving her a more mature look. Honestly, she had become the prettiest skank out of all of them. But she still had the same old Maka smile, and she still gave Maka-Chops out generously to anyone who pissed her off. She grinned and went up to hug Kim and Patty, not surprised or even slightly phased, which Patty respected.

Tsubaki came up to them, wearing a lavender t-shirt with the sleeves ripped off. She had spray painted a black rainbow on the front, and had her hair pulled up in a sexy, messy bun that was held together with a black butterfly clip. She had gray jeggings and black ballet flats. Spray painted on the back of her shirt, were the words "Don't f*** with me!". Her indigo eyes shined brightly as she approached her friends.

"Hi everyone! Don't tell me you've started the party without me!" She giggled a little, then walked over to whisper something to Kim, who chuckled at her joke. Kim then pulled Tsubaki in for a quick kiss, then decided to start their wasted rampage as soon as possible.

"Let's get the hell out of here before we've lost our party mojo." She grabbed Tsubaki's hand and pulled her off towards the nearest club. The rest of them followed, for a day that was sure to be exciting.

Eight hours later- Soul was grinding with Maka in the middle of the dance floor, kissing her neck as he did so. Kim and Tsubaki were pole dancing (with their clothes on, don't worry) together, occasionally touching their tongues together. Black*Star and Patty were left sitting next to each other on bar stools, barely buzzing, and tired of watching their friends having fun just because they had a high tolerance. Black*Star had a devilish idea, and was about to make things interesting.

"Hey Patty, do you remember when we would have those eating competitions?" Patty nodded, a cautious expression on her face. Black*Star smirked.

"Well what do you say we test our alcohol resistance. It'll be like a training exercise." Patty smiled.

"Why the hell not? It should be interesting to watch you fall off that bar stool when you've become drunker than," she looked at Maka, who was now riding on Soul's back like he was a pony.

"Well, like Maka." Black*Star chuckled.

"I accept your challenge, and since I'm such a big star, there's no way I'll lose!" They ordered ten rounds of shots, five margaritas, and two forties each. Soon they were both completely off their asses, murmuring nonsense to each other, and laughing like maniacs. Somehow, Black*Star managed to carry Patty on his back and carry her to her house.

"Okay, Baby Star. Time for you to go to sleep, so you can become as big as the Sun. Not as big a guy as me of course." Patty giggled in her fake, attention grabbing voice.

"You're funny! But you're so cute, I just wanna kiss you!" Black*Star smiled at her.

"Then why don't you?" Patty tapped her finger to her chin. Then she shrugged.

"Well okay. Close your eyes though. It's a secret!" Black*Star closed his eyes as she said. Patty puckered her lips and leaned in to kiss him. It was a very hot, and passionate kiss. He tried to gain entrance to her mouth by pushing his tongue against her soft lips. She happily obliged and soon their tongues were swirling around together in perfect harmony. Black*Star pulled away, slightly blushing.

"It's always good to leave your fans wanting more." He seemed rather sober from being completely wasted. But perhaps he wasn't messed up in the first place.

"I gotta go get Soul and the others before they screw themselves over. See ya, Patty-koi." Her heart fluttered at the suffix, koi. She watched him walk down her driveway, sighing contently as he left.

Patty stumbled through the front door, up the stairs, and to what she thought was her room. She stripped off all her clothes, and crawled into bed, dreaming about giraffes with spiky blue hair, and gorgeous green eyes.

Jane: Wow. That was, interesting. Oh who am I kidding, that was AWESOME!

Kid: No. No, no, no, it can't end like this!

Patty: Bla blur, grestavou. Ha ha! Giraffe!

Jane: Yeah, it won't end like this. Unless people don't review, then it stops right there.

Kid: Review, dammit! I won't let it end like this!

Black*Star: Aw, but I like it the way it is.

Kid: Stay out of this, you bastard!