SNOW'S POV:
I woke up at around 8, and immediately texted Iggy.
"IGGY! WANNA COME OVER? :D"
I jumped out of bed, and started to comb my long, dark, hair. A few minutes later, my phone beeped. I picked it up, seeing a reply from Iggy.
"Sure... I guess. What time? And I don't know your address, actually..."
"Like in half an hour? 8:45-ish? It's 102 Heartfilia Road. Yep. Our street is named after our last name."
"That's actually kind of cool."
"SHADDAP, ITS STUPID! U_U"
"lolz. Okay, i'll be there in like a half hour then."
"See you then, Iggles ma Iggles! :D"
"...what does that even mean?"
"It's like Eggo ma Eggo... with the waffles? From that commercial?"
"..."
"JUST COME AT 8:45!"
":P Wouldn't miss it."
"Iggy Griffiths..." I muttered, shaking my head. Goddamn it, I really liked that kid.
I pressed the intercom on my wall. "Steven? My friend Iggy's coming over in like a half-hour, can you start making some pancakes for the two of us?"
"Of course, Snow. Any particular flavor or sides?" He asked.
"Well, do we have any fruit? You could put it on the side... and bacon! Duh!" I smiled.
I was positive he smiled back. "Of course. Come on whenever you're finished getting ready."
"Yeah! I'll help if I can," I nodded, even though he couldn't see it, and we both hung up.
I pulled off my pajama top, replacing it with an awesome KIRBY shirt. It was a black shirt with the lovable, smiling, PINK, Kirby in the middle. Then I replaced my pajama bottoms with black sweatpants that read "I am simply one hell of a butler," in fancy print. Over that, I threw on my favorite slippers; they were plain black, SUPER soft, and comfortable.
I ran down the stairs, skipping two at a time. I was feeling especially energetic and awake, whether it be from the fact that my best friend was coming over, or the smell of bacon that I smelled all the way from upstairs.
Mom wasn't up yet, she didn't get up till at least noon on weekends. Thankfully.
"Steven! Need some help?" I offered with a smile, already pulling out my dark purple apron that read "Coffee. Chocolate. Men. Some things are just better rich," from a kitchen drawer. He smiled.
"Well I can't really say no, you've already taken out the apron," he pointed out, as he stirred some dry ingredients in a bowl.
"Very true," I replied with a smile, and reached for the carton of eggs he had taken out, and expertly cracked one in each hand into a bowl. I cracked six eggs into a bowl, washed my hands, and then mixed it up.
"Milk," Steven said, as he handed me the milk. I quickly poured some in as I stirred.
"Add them together," I was the next to give the order, pouring my wet mixture into his dry mixture. He grabbed some vanilla extract from a top cabinet and added a dash of it.
The bacon started to smell amazing from the oven, and our pancake batter was almost done. I checked the time. 8:37.
"Shall we make them into shapes?" Steven asked.
"Yeah, but... you do it. You're super talented, and I have no artistic talent whatsoever," I quickly added, and he nodded in agreement.
"So what shall I make them into?" He questioned.
"Can you make them look like our faces?" I asked excitedly.
"I don't know what your friend Iggy looks like," he pointed out. I sighed.
"Oh yeah... can you make them into the Attack on Titan characters' faces?" I got excited again.
He shrugged. "Why not? Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Jean, Levi, Connie, Sasha, Annie, Hange Zoë, Petra-"
"Iggy hasn't gotten that far yet!" I interrupted. "Just do Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Thomas, Annie, and Mina, or something!"
"Okay," he agreed, and started pouring out Eren's face slowly. "What will you do in the meantime?"
"Stare at the bacon?" I suggested.
"For 5 whole minutes?" He looked doubtful.
"Please. 5 minutes? I could stare at bacon for HOURS," I emphasized, and he rolled his eyes, but he was laughing.
"All right then," he agreed with a smile. I took my position next to the oven, staring at the bacon. It smelled SO GOOD... why couldn't it cook faster?!
"Cook faster!" I yelled inside my head.
"It doesn't work like that," Steven pointed out. Oops. Guess it wasn't in my head.
"Don't judge me, Steven..." I moaned under my breath as he laughed.
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IGGY POV:
Wow. Just... whoa. Snow's house was HUGE. But she WAS rich, and everything... I guess.
I walked up to the front door, somehow feeling like I shouldn't be there... like I wasn't allowed to be. As soon as I rang the doorbell, the door flew open, revealing my best friend in casual clothes and an apron, smiling like an idiot. I felt a little more comfortable.
"IGGLES!" She exclaimed and hugged me. "Steven's making pancakes, and you're eating them! No complaints."
"O...kay?" I answered with a question as she dragged me inside.
She dragged me through the giant house, almost immediately finding the giant kitchen. There was a middle aged guy, dark hair, wearing a plain black apron at the stove, cooking breakfast. I guessed that this was Steven.
"Steven! This is Iggy, my best friend! Iggy, this is Steven, our chef!" Snow introduced us, confirming my belief.
"It's nice to meet you, Iggy. Snow talks about you a lot," he smiled with a twinkle in his eye, as Snow turned red.
"Are the pancakes ready?" Her face got even redder by the second as I laughed quietly.
"Yeah, just a moment," he replied, as he flipped the last pancake onto a plate, and turned toward the table, which I noticed was set with strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, butter, and maple syrup. He set the plate on the table with another two plates, and I saw that they were made into faces. Familiar faces...
"Take a seat," Snow invited, pointing at a chair. I tentatively sat down in it.
I looked down at my pancakes, and it suddenly occurred to me.
"I'M EATING EREN?!"
"Technically, yes, along with Armin, Jean, Connie, and Thomas," Snow laughed a little, and Steven looked amused.
"Must they suffer even more?" I asked somewhat dramatically, and Steven almost choked on his strawberry.
"Pour strawberries and raspberries all over their faces like its blood," Snow smirked as she poured strawberries all over "Mikasa."
"But Mikasa is OP! She's not going to get blood on her face! She never gets hit!" I argued.
Snow licked red fruit juice off her fingers. "Says who?"
I gaped. "Mikasa...doesn't die, does she?!"
Snow put a finger to her lips and made the universal *shhh* sound. "Spoilers."
"I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT!" I yelled, jumping to my feet.
Snow's eyes widened. "You're going to wake my mom!"
I sat back down, my cheeks flaming up. "Sorry."
"S'okay. So... finish your pancakes, then we'll watch Shingeki no Kyojin, mmkay?"
"What's Shin...gek... no... whatever you said!" I asked in frustration, wondering how she could speak Japanese with such a good accent.
"It's the Japanese name for Attack on Titan, and, by the way, I took Japanese at my old school. Plus I dabble in Rosetta Stone," she smirked at me.
I groaned. "Stop reading my mind!"
"Can't help it. Now eat," she commanded, gesturing to the food in front of me. My stomach growled, but I turned away.
"I'm... not hungry," I lied quickly. She raised an eyebrow.
"Come on, if you're going to lie, at least TRY. Try and make it believable. That was just sad. Now eat it! Now, before I shove it down your throat," she threatened.
"I don't want to make you extend your hospitality any more than you need to," I persisted, and she groaned.
"We made the pancakes for YOU. That makes YOU a rude guest because you're not eating them," she countered, crossing her arms over her chest.
I sighed. I couldn't win this argument, and... well I was hungry. "Fine."
"Here," she handed me the maple syrup, and fruit. I piled it on, and began to eat. It WAS delicious, even if I was eating my favorite character...
Snow finished a good five minutes before I did, waiting (im)patiently at the table for me to finish.
As soon as I finished, she grabbed the plate, and practically TOSSED it in the sink, before grabbing my wrist and pulling me away from the kitchen.
"Thanks for breakfast, Steven!" She called out to the chef, and he nodded in acknowledgement. I quickly voiced my thanks as well, and he smiled at me as Snow pulled me up the stairs, threatening to yank my arm out of it's socket with her powerful grip.
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SNOW POV:
"I have the whole first season on Netflix," I explained to Iggy as I dragged him up the stairs, but I don't even know if he was listening.
Probably because he was gaping at my giant space of a bedroom. I dragged him to the video game/TV area as he gazed around speechless; at the automated dresser to the mini kitchen. Damn, I sound like a spoiled brat when I talk about it...
"Sit," I offered, sitting down on one of my couches, and he sat down next to me as I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, before going to Netflix, and finding Shingeki no Kyojin subbed, episode 6.
"Epiosde 6? I felt like we were farther along," Iggy narrowed his eyes in thought. I shook my head.
"Nah, Eren "dies" in episode 5," I corrected him, as the theme music started playing.
"Ooh! The theme music's awesome, shut up!" I smacked Iggy in the side as he sighed.
"I wasn't going to talk..."
"SHADDAP!"
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(A/N: WARNING: CONTAINS AoT SPOLIERS. READ AHEAD AT YOUR OWN RISK)
"Oh. My. Fucking. God," the look on Iggy's face was priceless. Unfortunately, I didn't know what he was talking about.
"What happened?" I asked, looking at the upset faces of people on the screen. Well, people are dying, they shouldn't really be smiling...
Iggy looked surprised that I didn't know what he was talking about. "WHERE'S MARCO!?"
"Huh?" I asked in surprise, looking around on the screen. Sure enough, Marco was nowhere to be found. "How do you notice that?!"
"I liked Marco," Iggy defended himself.
"Well, too bad he's dead, then," I sighed.
"MARCO'S DEAD?!"
...
"EREN, GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!" Iggy screamed at the screen.
"You're going to wake up my mom!" I hissed, but it sounded unintimadating through my laughter.
"How can you laugh, Eren almost killed Mikasa, he can't control his Titan form!" Iggy demanded.
"Well, then maybe Dot Pixis shouldn't have based their whole fucking plan on whether or not Eren can control himself in Titan form!" I countered.
"Well, this sucks..." Iggy sighed, watching Mikasa yell out futilely towards her brother.
"Nah, its good," I assured him, and laid my head against his shoulder.
...
"Annie's the Female Titan... but... why?" Iggy sounded so sad, so unbelieving, just like Eren on the screen, wanting it to be a joke.
"She's got a whole dramatic backstory to explain it," I told him, watching Mikasa eyes harden as she looked at Annie.
"But...Annie's awesome!" Iggy defended her.
"And evil. Sort of. I always liked Annie... even after she killed people that I liked. Just because she was awesome. And she spared Armin," I added. Armin was probably my favorite, besides Levi and Hange Zoë.
"Annie..." Iggy muttered as Mikasa called people to try and restrain Annie but she cut herself with a spiked ring...
"Shit's going down!" I exclaimed with a smile as Annie began to change into her Titan form, and Mikasa, Armin, and Eren ran like hell was after them.
Iggy rolled his eyes. "You're way too into this series."
I snorted. "Coming from YOU, fangirl? You're crying over how Annie "betrayed" you!"
"Touché..." Iggy muttered under his breath.
"Let's finish this later. Want to play... Kirby: Return To Dreamland?" I suggested. I wore the Kirby shirt. So I couldn't not play the Kirby game.
His face squished itself together in thought as I paused and exited Netflix. "What's Kirby?"
I gasped. "LOOK AT THE SHIRT!"
He looked at my shirt, with the giant pink lovable friend on it. "Is that...Kirby?"
"No shit," I replied, and took out the game box, taking out the disc and putting it in the empty Wii. I changed the input with the controller as Iggy sat and waited for me to finish. I tossed him a blue Wii controller, being rich has its benefits, and took a red controller for myself.
"So, Kirby is this awesome little dude, he can suck people up and copy their magic powers, he's just an adorable little asshole like that. So in this game, you can be one of four characters, player 1 has to be Kirby, I'll be Kirby, you can be Kirby, or you can be Waddle Dee, Meta Knight, or King DeDeDe. I recommend Waddle Dee," I quickly explained the controls to him as well. He looked super confused but I dismissed it.
"KIRBY TIME!" I cheered, starting a new file and watching the story mode start up.
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IGGY POV:
"So this guy... wants us to repair his ship?" I clarified once the intro was done, and Snow nodded, coming to life as a pink roundish guy who was apparently the hero, known as Kirby. I pressed "START", bringing up some different options of player.
"Press down twice, then click "A"," Snow directed, and I did as she asked, coming to life as a small squishy(that's definitely the right word) guy, colored orange and white, with a blue bandanna and a brown spear with a red ribbon on it, with a silver tip.
"Kirby, away!" Snow proclaimed, jumping on a giant star. After a few moments, my game moved on its own, attaching my own character to the star as it flew off.
"I have a feeling I will suck at this game..." I sighed. I have never even touched a Wii before... much less play one. I was screwed.
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"RUN IGGY RUN!" Snow screamed, as I tried to navigate through whatever we were doing. We were in some "Special World" where if you didn't move fast enough, you would get killed by a purple mist. Snow easily ran ahead as I crashed into almost every obstacle in our way.
"Wait for me!" I yelled in desperation, running as fast as I could, unfortunately jumping into yet another enemy covered in spikes. And the mist was right behind me.
"FUCK IT IGGLES, RUN! RUN LIKE AN OMINOUS PURPLE MIST IS AFTER YOU!" Snow screamed again, her character standing way in front of me, almost mocking me.
"IT IS AFTER ME!" I yelled back.
"THEN RUN!" She yelled in reply. I ran past the mist, and saw a door approaching from the right side of the screen. "GO IN THE DOOR SNOW, IT'S COMING!"
Snow quickly ran forward and through the door, a mere second before it would have gotten me.
We both sighed in relief. Then we realized just how stupid this whole thing was.
"Meh, its fun," Snow dismissed it, running forward to get "Leaf Power", her favorite power. "Who cares if its stupid?"
I shrugged, running after her as she advanced towards the mini boss. "Whether its stupid or not, I suck at it."
"Its okay, Iggles! You'll get better!" She reassured me. I sighed, the breath hitching in my throat halfway through as the mini boss dived at me, and I ran for my life.
"Hopefully."
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SORRY ABOUT THE WAIT, GUYS!
I've been busy with school... damn, high school is not as fun as they say. SO MUCH HOMEWORK! Not so fun.
Anyways...
This was sort of a filler chapter, just like "SNOW AND IGGY ARE BFFLES PLAYING KIRBY!" Next chapter will get back to our other characters, Nudge, Gazzy, Angel, Ella, SLOAN...
Coming up after the break...
Nazzy. Eggy. DRAMA.
So, Question of the Chapter: Should I have more fun filler chapters like this with characters just hanging out? We could also do these chapters with Max/Ella, Max/Fang, Gazzy/Nudge, Ella/Iggy, Ella/Ryuu, etc. Tell me what you want to see!
As always, fly on! :D
Kate