Kid delicately adjusted a martini glass along his fine granite-top bench in line with one on the other side of the room on an exact replica bench, made of the same material. He kept his head still, eying the glasses on both sides of the room with darting glances to make sure he was going to get it in the most perfect spot to match the other.
"I've finally got the phones removed, horrible things, the benches rearranged, redesigned this whole kitchen and if these poxy little glasses don't line up, my life is over." His eyes squinted as he moved the glass slightly aside and stepped back a fair distance, in the middle of the room, and soaked in his work with triumph. "And alas, God loves a man of such endeavor as I, and he rewards me as so with such perfection!" He let out a proud breath, put his hands on his hips simultaneously (of course) and turned towards one of the two fridges in the kitchen, one to his left. He opened the double doors together, symmetrically, and reached in for what turned out to be a soda and closes the door, both doors at the same time.
"Yeehaar! Partay's over! Sleep time!" Patty roared as she burst through the door, making Kid shutter for she had only opened one side and not the other. Liz came in behind her and noticed Kid's discomfort, walking back out and coming back in by opening both doors at the same time, putting a smile back on Kid's face.
"Ah, ladies you return. Now I know you both may not be…in the mood or right of mind right now due to the level of boorish entry you gave. I'd give you a four out of ten for the effort of fixing up the clear mistake taken, well done, but I have an announcement to make!" Patty stood still with an eye squinted, lip drooped and back hunched forward trying all her best to pay attention somewhat, whilst Liz folded her arms patiently to see what he had for show this time.
"Well, hurry up before Patty collapses onto the floor." She grumbled. Kid lifted a fist up to his mouth and coughed into it to clear his throat.
"I have fixed our little obstacle from yesterday, how I didn't see it before bothers me so, and have improved this house further."
"Haha ya holdin' a soda wit' one hand!" Patty blurted, quickly Kid placed both of his hands on each side of his drink and stood straight so that his posture was now even. Liz's eyes found the ceiling as she thought to herself how she put up with such behaviour such as this every day.
""Erherm, as I was previously saying, the phone issue is no longer valid, for I have had them removed. I now only use my mobile which will be on my body at all times, and that ill answer it once I have entered the centre of the room. Now there is no issue of being on both sides of the room to answer the phone or make a call. Any questions?" Liz walked passed Kid and Patty, made her way to one of the two fridges in the kitchen, opened up its doors how Kid would and pointed to the other across the room.
"The same problem applies for the fridges, unless you find a doppelganger to open the other at the same time, the room is still uneven." Kid dropped his soda and it hit the tiles below with a crash, spurting out its insides everywhere. Kid lifted his hands up to his face in a clawing motion and collapsed to the floor in frustration.
"WHY? WHY DIDN'T I THINK THIS THROUGH?" Patty stumbled passed him and joined Liz out of the kitchen.
"We are going to bed now Kid, have fun fixing the fridges tonight!" She blew a playful kiss towards him and giggled sadistically while they both headed up a set of spiral stairs further into the house. Kid still sat slumped on the floor, watching his reflection in the beautifully waxed tiles and started cursing to himself.
"This house is sickening, that woman is sickening, I am sickening…WHY AM I TORTURED SO?" Banging could be heard above him in a stomping motion.
"SHUT UP ALREADY! WE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP HERE!" Liz yelled. Kid shot up from the floor and glared above him angrily.
"If you thump the floor, do it eight times! Not four, that is just wrong!" He got no reply and already knew he had lost this fight. He glanced over at the fridges in the kitchen and dipped his head in defeat. "But I suppose from one angle it is symmetrical if one person uses one fridge, but if viewed from the hallway entrance it defiantly is not right. I never think these things through." Kid felt something vibrate on one side of his trousers and reached in, pulling out his phone. He touched the screen and it said 'Patty' which made him cock an eye at the ceiling curiously before heading to the centre of the room to take his call.
"Hello?"
"Your phone is in one pocket isn't it…" She whispered in a very light voice. Kid angrily growled and lifted the phone over his head, disconnecting his call and yelled out into the room in aggravation.
"WHY CAN'T I WIN?"
"So Sweetums, you want to come back to my place?" Kami rolled her eyes, keeping a consistent distance between herself and her ex-husband. Spirit continusly broke into her space, only to have her move away further or hit him to show him that he wasn't wanted; didn't seem to work very well.
"No, I will be staying at a hotel for my full duration here, and you are defiantly not invited Spirit." Spirit tilted his head and scooted in closer to her, earning an animalistic snarl from Kami in return.
"Aaaaannd which hotel would that be Dearest? I can tell you which rooms have the softest beds depending on which place you are staying at. However my bed is the most comfortable of all if you'd take it!" Kami back-handed Spirit to gain herself her boundries back and to feel some self-satisfaction from inflicting pain onto the man. He cupped his nose from the impact and groaned like a lonely puppy, all put on for show of course.
"Stop following me and go home." Kami stated firmly. Spirit skipped in-front of her to stop her in her steps, only to be avoided like any obstacle in her path.
"But, but, I don't even stay at my home anymore, I pretty much stay at any hotel room I manage to bump into."
"Then don't 'bump' into this one. Bragging about sluttiness is not a very desirable trait in men and I have no idea how you find it impressive, now go away." Spirit decided to change the subject from yet a second turn down at his all-so-clever advances.
"We have to learn to get along again you know Pumpkin, the Grim Reaper needs our co-operation!" Kami could see what card he was trying to pull out on her and didn't like all the extra walking to avoid her hotel location as much as possible while he was with her. It was late, she was tired and she was getting irritated as he carried on. "Now we cant sync souls with you being so uptight!"
"If you don't go away, I won't obey the Grim Reaper and just leave again, so piss off already. I'll see you in our 'sync-training', whenever that is. I'd rather not see you unless I need to." Spirit seemed taken back by her words but listened to her seriously this time. He stopped in his steps and bowed to Kami, before waving an arm in and air and turning to the direction they had just came from.
"I will see you tomorrow then Cream-Puff! Love yooooou!" Kami rolled her eyes and started walking faster as if to get away to as far as she could him. She looked around her surroundings carefully before she was confident he defiantly wasn't pursuing her in secret and headed towards the hotel she was subjected to stay in.
"Figaro's Hotel…well it's no 'Backpacker's society I 'spose…" she pushed one of the double-glass doors open to be welcomed to a nice temperature that she guessed was somewhat twenty-two degrees and without the humidity that was outside. "Thank goodness, it feels as though it might rain tonight, I hope Maka joins me soon." She softly said to herself as she approached the front counter. A young woman stood there filing her nails, occasionally nipping them with her teeth and glimpsing at them, not even looking up to Kami's face.
"What room?" she stated lazily, still continuing on with her nails carelessly. Kami noted in the back of her mind that she was glad that her daughter was nothing of the sort.
"203 miss." Kami replied. The young girl pulled out a large folder-like book, opened it up and lifted out a note that she read to herself.
"A request from the Big Cheese himself ey? Here's your key and enjoy your stay ma'am." With little care in the world, the woman handed Kami a key and extended her manicure session further without much more of a word. Kami looked down at the key in her palm, a very old-fashioned key such as those used for music or jewelry-boxes, instead of a cheap looking plastic card as she normally received. She made her way to an elevator and headed up two floors, made her way down the hall until she found the room with her number on it. She unlocked the door and opened it to step inside, feeling her exhaustion overtake her body almost instantly upon entry. She closed the door behind herself and made her way to the first of the two beds in the room in sight and collapsed onto it.
"Oh I can't believe what I have gotten myself into, it had so better be worth the…trouble." She lay on the bed with her feet hanging off the edge, kicking off her shoes and terribly failing at removing her socks with her toes. She resorted to sitting up and manually getting rid of them by hand, discarding them to the end of her bed before crawling to the top to get under the sheets.
Owls hooted outside and the whines of cats echoed just outside her window as she fidgeted under the blankets trying to get comfortable. She kept her eyes on a digital clock beside her bed wondering when Maka would join her, or if she would. She pouted in a child-like manner at the thought of her out having fun drinking without her and rolled over to look away from the clock and now at the window. Kami could see the moon with a thick blanket of clouds muffling it; light thunder sounding off every now and then. Just as she tried to close her eyes she heard rain start to fall and then pour heavily.
"I hope my baby won't catch a cold…"