A/N: Thanks: Bebedora.
"Laguna."
As soon as he heard her say his name in that special kind of way, Laguna knew that he'd done something wrong again. He automatically looked up from the book that he was currently reading at the mention of his name, and he had to wince as soon as he saw what was wrong. Raine was holding her once white dress that had now turned red, not so miraculously.
Uh-oh...
Apparently, Laguna had sort of forgotten to separate the white clothing items from the bright ones when he'd done the laundry, which had resulted into...that. Chances were that that was her favorite dress too. Just great.
"…Oops," was all the man said, because what else could he say, really?
There was nothing he could do to change it back to the way it was. He just hoped to Hyne that she wouldn't kill him off for this one.
She stared at him for a moment, before shaking her head and letting out a long-suffering sigh. "Laguna, what do I do with you? I thought you said that you knew how this worked?"
"Oh…" he started. "Well, the thing is that I… didn't…really… I'm dead meat, huh?"
"More or less," was the ominous response that made him gulp. "You've got ten seconds to get out of my face. One… seven… eight…"
Laguna's eyes widened at once and he made a dash to the front door.
When he was gone and she couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, Raine sighed once again and slowly ran a hand over her flawless face. "Oh Hyne, please give me the strength to go on with my life without murdering that man."