I'd be lying if I said I was looking forward to this day. Shopping with Kidd and Maka. I could handle Kidd's OCD about the dresses being symmetrical, eliminating any over-the-shoulder ones. But having Maka point out everything pick and frilly, plus Kidd's obsession, was way too much!
Maka managed to drag me into one girly store, I about gagged from the stench. It was an overwhelming aroma of flowers and those special scented candles. The color pink was plastered up and down the inside of the building. Racks of skirts and dresses filled the whole store. Now don't get me mistaken; I enjoy wearing those garments but not covered in pink or sparkles, they had to be a much darker shade.
"Maka! Can't you loosen the vice grip you have on my wrist just a little tiny bit?" I asked, still being dragged behind her. Now half my hand was beginning to tingle slightly, feeling numb.
She shook her head side to side, and tightened the grip upon it. Her pace became faster, pushing the people away. Maka seemed determined to get somewhere. Kidd was patiently walking behind us, his hands stuffed in his pockets.
"There it is!" Maka exclaimed, stopping suddenly causing me to collide into her.
A long, glossy, pink dress hung before us. The puffy sleeves were a brighter shade with a thick coating of glitter. Hearts, flowers, and fake diamonds covered every square inch of the horrid dress.
"It's perfect!" Maka yelled, smiling from ear to ear.
"It looks like a rainbow took a shit on it…" I mumbled, looking away from the disgusting dress.
"Alina, you must try it on!" Maka exclaimed, shoving both me and the dress into the changing room.
I groaned as I undressed, and miserably put it on. I looked like a witch trying to be a fairy! Once I stepped out of the room, Maka's eyes widened and began to twinkle while Kidd tried not to laugh.
"You look like a beautiful princess!" Maka said, pulling me into an awkward embrace.
"You're a pretty princess." Kidd snickered, still trying to contain his laughter. He couldn't hold it anymore; he moved his hands and laughed out loud hysterically. It looked like he began to wheeze from the lack of oxygen he was getting because he was laughing so hard.
"How in Lord Death's name do you think that would cheer up this poor girl?" A voice spoke; suddenly Kidd's mouth was covered by a pale hand.
A pasty boy was standing over Kidd. His hair was jet-black and hung loosely on his head. He wore a plain black hoodie and torn white jeans. The facial features looked a lot like mine, down to the special sapphire eyes.
Kidd pushed his hand away, "Alina, transform."
"Tsk tsk. If you want a fight, at least be polite and do it outside." The boy said, flicking Kidd in the head.
Once we were out of the building, I changed forms and Kidd grabbed me.
"No weapon?" I asked, starring at the boy just standing there.
He flashed a smirk and charged at us. Kidd shot a few times at him, but once our soul wavelengths hit the guy; both me and him were shocked by it.
"What a pathetic move." The boy stopped and chuckled softly. He looked like he wasn't even touched, while I felt like I was missing half my body.
He took off again, but as soon as he was close; his legs turned into two revolvers much like me. He shot a few rounds then backed off.
Kidd used me to dodge all of them; all but one. A single bullet had hit him straight in the forehead. It didn't seem to even bug him at the time.
"Kamehama." The boy muttered. Kidd began to be shocked from the inside out.
Kidd dropped to his legs, dropping me in the process. Before I hit the cement, I changed back into my human form. Kidd was still in horrible pain, he grabbed my shirt collar tightly; pulling my face close to his.
"C-Change back d-dammit!" He commanded, tightening his grip even more.
"Give it up, this fight is over with. Besides, even if we did continue this quarrel; you wouldn't land anything on me." The boy said seriously. He walked over to my miserable meister and placed a hand on his forehead. Instantly Kidd felt better, the shocks had come to an end.
"Why was I hit by my own attack?" I asked, looking into his eyes with concern.
"Because," He began, walking up towards me, "I'm your father." He smiled widely, "I've always wanted to say that. Alina, I am your father!" He shouted mimicking that famous line from Star Wars.