"OK, lets take it from the top." Said Kid, holding his guns and facing a mirror. He tossed his guns behind him, and they transformed. The trio formed their trademark pose, one behind the other behind the other. (see episode 3 of the anime/manga. – author)

"Hmm… not bad, not bad…" said Kid as he straightened up as he circled around the Thompson sisters, who remained posed, as requested. "proper footwork… correct arm angles… woop! Hold on!" Kid quickly put his fingers to the corners of Liz' stern mouth, and centered it. "perfect." He sighed as he stood back to admire the girls from the front.

Then he gasped.

"No… no way…" he stuttered.

"What'd we do wrong with the pose now?" asked the tired Liz.

"No, no, the pose is fine. It's just… stand side by side, you two." Said Kid quickly.

Shrugging, the girls obliged. Kid stared closely at them, unnerving Liz.

"I KNEW IT!" cried Kid, startling the girls. Then Kid pointed at Patty's chest. "Patricia, your chest is far larger then your sisters!" he yelled in horror.

Liz sniffled. "Way to rub it in." she said sadly.

"Sis is sensitive about her boobies being smaller then mine." Explained Patty as she patted her sister on the shoulder.

"she's a G… and I'm only a D! how is that fair?" sobbed Liz.

"no no NO!" cried Kid, holding his head. "now you are no longer symmetrical! Noooo! What can I do what can I do what can I DO?"

"Kid, you can't do anything. This is one thing you CAN'T change." Said Liz, tears replaced with frustration.

Kid tapped his chin for a few seconds, thinking. Then he raised a finger in the air. "I got it!" he cried. Then he made a break for the stairs up from the basement.

"Where the hell are you going now?" shouted the exasperated Liz after him.

"To the nearest hardware store, to purchase an automatic milking machine!" he cried almost heroically as he ran out the door.

Liz and Patty stared after him. "He's gonna…" said Liz quietly.

"KYA HA HA! What would he need a milking machine for? We don't have a cow! I would have heard the oinking!" Patty began to make oink noises, but then Liz leaned down and whispered in her ear. Patty paled. "oh jeez…" she said, covering her breasts. "I don' wanna be milked, sis!" she said, on the verge of tears.

"It's ok, Pat, it's ok. Nobody's getting milked." Comforted Liz to the quietly sobbing Patty. "I'll see if I can talk some sense into him." She patted her little sister on the head, then tore after Kid.

Xxxxxxxx

Liz ran into the nearest Home Dead-po, in search of Kid. "Now I get to search a huge hardware store in search of a symmetry crazed lunatic. Oh joy." She muttered sarcastically to herself.

Actually, it wasn't as hard as she anticipated. The screaming helped.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T HAVE ANY MILKING MACHINES?"

Liz ran in the direction of the screaming voice. She turned a corner to see Kid yelling at a attendant.

"Sir, Death City isn't exactly known for its cows…" said the attendant, quivering.

"Well that's no excuse to not keep every item in stock! Don't you say no to me, I'm the son of death! I've defeated more monsters then your house is worth! I-mmph!" Kid's rant was cut off by Liz putting her hand over his mouth. She mouthed "sorry" to the attendant as she dragged Kid off.

"Kid, you are NOT going to milk Patty." Said Liz firmly once they were out of earshot.

"Oh yes I am! Otherwise you two won't be symmetrical!" said Kid.

"Kid, women's breasts aren't all the same size! It's a fact of life!" Liz almost screamed at him.

"Well it's not a fact which is going to be in my house. Now if you'll excuse me, I must run to the next store!" Kid got up, but Liz grabbed his lapels. There must be SOMETHING she could say to make him stop!

Then Liz got an idea.

An awful idea.

Liz got a wonderful, awful idea!

"if you start rhyming, I'm suing for copyright." Said the Grinch with a face that would give anyone fright. (sorry. I'll stop now.)

"Ok, Kid. Fine. Get your stupid milking machine." Said Liz, letting him go.

Kid, naturally, was suspicious by this sudden surrender. "Why are you just giving up like this, Liz?" he asked.

"Nothing. Go ahead and milk Patty. Just remember, though…" and here Liz grinned demonically.

"If you get to milk Patty, then I get to milk YOU."

Kid looked at her, confused. "Elizabeth, I do not have a pair of sexual organs which you CAN milk." He said.

"Or do you?" said Liz mischeviously.

She waited a few seconds for it to sink in. then Kid paled. "You wouldn't… you couldn't…" he muttered.

"Oh I would and I will." Said Liz triumphantly.

Consequently, Kid never purchased his milking machine.

Although he does complain at least once a week about the girls' breasts.

And he makes Liz drink a glass of milk a day.