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Chapter 3
Taylor groaned loudly. "Are you freaking kidding me?" she shouted. "What do we do now? What's our plan, Angel?" She sat down on the couch near Kimblee, her head in her hands. "Well, we're screwed now," she muttered sadly.
Angel angrily kicked a chair over. "Why me?" she yelled. "Why does this bad stuff always happen to me?" She righted the chair and sat on it. "And you're right Taylor, we are screwed."
Suddenly Angel's head popped up. Taylor was a little shocked. "We could put them in a room…"
"What room?"
"I'd say my room, but there's a huge hole." Angel glared at Taylor and Kimblee. "Wait a minute! Ed!"
"Yo?"
"Can you build a floor? With your alchemy?" Taylor almost jumped at the idea.
"Sure thing dawg!" Ed replied. "You show me the fizzle; I'll fix it quite nizzle!" He smiled as if Taylor and Angel understood what he was saying. "I'm on it, yo!"
Taylor looked over at Angel, who looked equally puzzled. "I think that he means if we show him the problem, he'll fix it, but then again I don't really speak gangster…" She shrugged. "Well, let's get started then."
Angel was excited. "Taylor, show him the spot and make it look alike!" Taylor nodded and headed for Angel's room with a gangster Ed and a depressed Al. Angel glared at Kimblee, who slouched under her piercing eyes. Then she shocked everyone. "Roy!"
Roy came running in from the kitchen. "Yes?"
"We need to clean this house," Angel mumbled. Roy's face lit up and he scurried off to get started.
"Ok, here's the spot," Taylor showed Ed the hole in the floor, feeling a small pang of guilt. Ed walked around the hole several times, shaking his head, nodding and mumbling to himself. Al watched from a corner. Taylor looked at him, feeling sorry for him. Why was he so sad? Where was the cheerful Al that loved adopting stray kittens?!
"Yo, it's no problem man," Ed finally announced. "It's actually quite simple. Just sit back and chillax." He clapped his hands and placed them on the ground. Pieces of the floor lifted up and flew back to their original spots. With a final burst of light, the floor became whole again. There was a random scream from downstairs.
"Yes!" Taylor yelled. "It worked!" She ran over to Ed and hugged him, and then hugged Al as well, grabbed both their arms and dragged them downstairs. "Angel! It's FIXED!"
Angel turned when she heard Taylor yell. Ed came downstairs, looking pale. "Ed what's wrong?"
"… I got hugged, yo."
"By who?!"
"Her," Ed pointed at Taylor. Angel looked at her friend, shocked.
"It was pure instinct! I was happy!" Angel nodded at the reply. Then Taylor thought for a second. "I heard Kimblee scream, what's up?"
Angel laughed and said, "I'm not sure; we should go check. He said he wanted to help clean because he felt guilty." Angel and Taylor went looking for Kimblee. They asked Roy in the kitchen, and he wordlessly pointed them into the basement and went back to scrubbing pots.
Taylor went down the stairs cautiously with Angel close behind. They turned the corner and Kimblee leaning against the bathroom door, cowering in fear. "Kimblee, what's wrong?" Taylor asked. Kimblee pointed at the door. "There's a scary guy standing there in the bathroom!" he whispered. "I'm really scared."
Taylor rolled her eyes. "You're imagining things," she told him. "There is no one there." She pushed him out of the way and pulled the door open. Angel saw her eyes widen. She suddenly slammed the door and leaned against it. "Kimblee's right!" she said. "There's someone in there." She opened the door again and peeked in, then shut the door calmly. "Oh yeah, and it's Scar."
Everyone else came rushing downstairs. "What's going on?" Roy asked. Angel just shook her head as everyone crowded in. Taylor reached for the door knob. She pulled open the door and Scar took a step forward. "Oh my God!" he exclaimed. "A group of guys for me!"
In two seconds flat the basement emptied. Soon only Roy and Scar were left. Scar eyed Roy. "Hey there!" Roy blushed.
Angel and Taylor ran upstairs with everyone as quick as possible. "Oh jeez, that scared me!" Angel sat on her family room couch. A few people sat down with her.
Kimblee was shaking beside Taylor on the couch. "He scared me, I'm so sorry!"
"Kimblee, it's not your fault, and Roy -" Angel stopped. "Roy?" Angel looked at Taylor. Their eyes widened and they both ran downstairs.
Scar and Roy were sitting beside each other, whispering and giggling. Angel and Taylor's jaws dropped. "What the hell?!" Taylor exclaimed. The two men looked up and Roy grinned at them. "He likes cleaning too!"
"Oh Jesus, son of a -" Angel ran over and grabbed Roy. "We'll be in the kitchen." As Angel passed Taylor she whispered, "Deal with him, get some normal clothing. Try my dad's stuff."
"Please don't leave me alone with him," Taylor pleaded. Angel began chuckling as she herded Roy upstairs. Taylor turned to look at Scar, who was looking as unhappy as she felt. "Well then, let's go get you some clothes, I guess…"
"I don't want to!" Scar yelled, and Taylor jumped. "In case you haven't noticed, I am already wearing clothes, and they are very stylish and fit my figure quite well." He folded his arms over his chest. "I refuse. You can find someone else to dress up."
Taylor's mouth hung open. "Are you kidding me?" she asked. "You are not going to walk around wearing that. Angel would kill me! Get your behind over here, we are going upstairs!" Scar shook his head stubbornly.
As Angel headed upstairs, pushing the pouting Roy along the way, she heard Scar and Taylor yelling. She giggled. "Roy, what do you want me to do?" she asked as he resumed doing dishes.
"Ooo, could you quickly go around with the vacuum?" Angel grumbled and nodded.
Finally, Taylor was fed up with Scar. He was refusing to listen to her and wouldn't go upstairs. She was only left with on option, and it was an option she didn't want to use. She took a deep breath and looked Scar straight in the eyes. "If you change your clothes, you'll really impress Roy. He, uh, likes men willing to change." She saw Scar's face brighten and mentally backhanded herself.
"Let's go!" Scar shouted and ran upstairs, dragging Taylor by the arm. She rolled her eyes as she was pulled along.
Angel stood beside Roy and watched Scar run past dragging Taylor. Scar looked excited. As he past Roy he beamed. "Oh boy. What did Taylor say?"
Suddenly Ed walked in. "I'm thirsty, yo." Angel's stomach grumbled. "I'll make lunch with drinks; keep cleaning until I call you!"
Ed left. Angel looked at Roy and grinned. "Let's get cooking!"
The smell of Kraft Dinner wafted upstairs as Scar went excitedly through Angel's dad's closet. Taylor lay on his bed, watching the ceiling with none of Scar's excitement. "Done yet?" she asked, examining her fingernails.
"Nope," Scar replied. "There's just so much here to choose from!" He held a black suit in front of him. "How about this?"
Taylor raised an eyebrow. What was she, a fashion coordinator? "Too, um, business like," she commented. "Maybe try a T shirt and jeans!" She jumped off the bed and grabbed a shirt. "Here!" She threw it at him and did the same with the jeans.
Angel was stirring the cheese in the Kraft Dinner when Taylor and Scar walked into the kitchen. "Oh my God Scar, you look so cool!" she exclaimed.
Scar narrowed his eyes at her. "I don't need your opinion!" he looked over at Roy, who was chopping vegetables. Angel leaped over and grabbed the knife, cutting herself in the process. "Ow! Roy, stop staring at Scar and watch! You almost cut your finger off!" Roy blushed. Scar grinned and did a modeling pose.
Taylor turned and walked out of the room. "Angel can handle those two," she figured. "But in the mean time… where is everyone else?" She found them in the family room, sitting in a tight circle on the floor. As Taylor approached, she noticed that they were all holding cards. Greed had put his sunglasses back on. As Taylor watched, Envy flipped up a card and placed it next to two others. Havoc cursed.
"What are you guys doing?" she asked. The six men looked up at her and grinned. Envy answered.
"Poker." He moved over to make room between him and Kimblee. "Come play with us! It's really fun and free since we have no money." He patted the floor beside him, and Taylor hesitantly sat down. She was dealt in.
Angel looked at Scar. "Okay, we all know you're gorgeous, but could you please stir the Kraft Dinner, Scar?"
Scar hesitated, and then nodded. "If it's for Roy, of course," he said.
"Roy?" Roy looked up from where he was hovering over Scar who was stirring the Kraft Dinner gracefully. "Could you set the table while I finish the salad?"
"Alright," he frowned because he couldn't watch Scar anymore. "Glasses are above me," Angel smiled. Roy gave her a fake smile. Angel knew, and she giggled as she resumed cutting vegetables.
Taylor grinned as she lay down her cards. "A flush, and I take this round." The men stared in open shock. The first round she had played, and she already beat them? Greed took the cards and began shuffling. "Beginners luck," he sneered. "Let's see how you do next round!"
16 rounds in, Taylor was on a roll. Once again she lay down her cards. "My queen king pair beats your 5 king," she told Ed. "This round is mine as well!" She smiled as Ed unhappily picked up the deck and began shuffling. "Yo, I thought I had that one."
Angel placed bowls with Kraft Dinner in them around the table. Roy put the salad and dressings on the table in the center. Angel sighed and admired her work. She walked into the kitchen and yelled, "Lunch and drinks are ready!" Everyone came running.
Taylor, Kimblee and Al were the first ones to the table. They leaped onto chairs and began shovelling the KD into their mouths as if it was a race. By the time everyone else walked into the dining room there were 3 empty bowls lying on the table. Taylor smiled at Al. "That was god, right?" He shrugged and didn't answer.
The next 15 minutes were spent in silence as everyone ate his or her KD. In the end, Taylor and Kimblee had to finish almost everyone's bowls. They grinned at each other and went to have a high five when they thought better of it. "Um, air high five?" Taylor suggested.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. Angel looked at her watch. It read 3:54. "Ack!" she yelled. "Everyone follow me!" She leaped out of her chair and ran to the guest bedroom. She and Taylor shoved the protesting men into the room. Angel ran for the front door as the bell rang again. "Take care of them!" she yelled back at Taylor.
Taylor sighed. "Ok, listen up," she declared, clapping her hands. "You guys need to stay in here for a while or so, and while you're in here you must stay quiet!" The group obediently stopped protesting and gave Taylor their full attention. "Please, just stay in here and don't be loud. She shut the door, then turned and ran to the door.
Angel opened the door to greet her brothers Daniel and Chase. "Hey guys," she smiled, trying to hide her fear of them finding the other people. Taylor walked into the family room and sighed. "Hello…"
"Hey, I remember you," Daniel said.
"You had better because she's been here so often!"
Thunk
"What was that?" Chase asked.
"Uh…" Angel stepped back in fear. "Something probably fell off the shelf… somewhere?"
Thunk
"I'll go check!" Taylor burst out and ran to the room. She flung open the door to see Greed whacking Envy's head against the wall with another loud Thunk. "What are you doing?!" she whispered fiercely.
"It doesn't hurt him," Roy explained. "No matter what we hit his head with, it just doesn't hurt him. It's awesome!" To demonstrate, he picked up a glass vase and threw it at Envy. Taylor winced as the vase shattered on his head. He got a few cuts, but they healed because he was a Homunculus. He grinned at her.
"That's it; I have had it with you all!" Taylor yelled suddenly, forgetting about Angel's brothers. "Can't you just settle down and be quiet for a few minutes?!" The men stared at her, eyes wide and mouths open. Al tried to shrink into the corner even more. "Sit tight and SHUT UP!" She slammed the door and marched into the living room.
Angel and her brothers were staring as she walked into the room. "Sorry," she grinned, "it's the, um, voices in my head. Oh, and some things fell off a shelf. That's it."
"She likes to feel special. The voices in her head talk a little too loud," Angel whispered to her brothers. They nodded slowly.
Thump Tap Tap Thump
Angel looked into the kitchen where she saw a head pop up. "Oh my God!" she burst out. She looked at her brothers and smiled. "Taylor and I have to pee!!" Angel ran into the kitchen with Taylor and came face to face with…
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