Short Five: Mur Mur's Cooking Catastrophe
"MUR MUR!" The midget winced at the loud yell aimed in her direction, her devil's tail standing on end. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY KITCHEN?!" Mur Mur's eyes widened as she realized that Aru had found the mess she'd made trying out her new chicken teriyaki recipe. In fact, it wasn't just a mess…it was a disaster. Aru stormed into the living room, his rose-colored eyes narrowed at the girl lounging on his couch with three empty bowls of rice. The chicken had been thrown in the trash after the cooking was done because Mur Mur really didn't cook anything well except rice (and the cooker did that for her) and corn (which she was a pro at).
"Hey, Aru, don't get you briefs in a bunch. I was just cooking." Mur Mur replied, going for the nonchalant act. Aru stomped over to the couch and stood with his hands on his hips, giving Mur Mur a look.
"My kitchen is a mess Mur Mur!" The white haired boy snapped, glaring down as he towered over the assistant. "There's pot and pans everywhere, you've left all your ingredients on the counter and plugged up my sink by trying to wash down all your leftovers!" Aru took a breath, gathering his last complaint. "And you somehow got teriyaki sauce on the ceiling! How did you even mangage that?!"
"Very carefully." Mur Mur replied before she thought about it. Apparently she'd chosen wrong when her mouth went for the sarcastic answer. Aru's gaze narrowed dangerously and he grabbed the midget by her vest collar and dragged her back to the kitchen and dropped her on the floor. Mur Mur stared at the kitchen. It really was a mess.
"Clean it up!" He ordered, fuming. Mur Mur stood up and brushed her pants off. She lifted her fingers to snap everything back into place when Aru's fist connected with the top of her head.
"Ow!" She yelped, holding her head in her hands, tears brimming in her eyes. "What was that for!?"
"Clean it up without using your powers." Aru retorted. "That way, you'll think twice about cooking in someone else's kitchen and making a huge-ass mess." Aru watched the girl smugly, folding his arms as she glared at him.
"Fine! Your kitchen will be so clean that you'll want me to cook in it!" She shouted, pointing a dramatic finger at the boy.
"That didn't make any sense." Aru sighed and walked out of the room to let Mur Mur do her thing. An hour later, Mur Mur was still cleaning, sweeping the floor with a broom twice her small size. She pouted, pooching her lips.
"This sucks."
Aru was in the living room enjoying a nice cup of instant noodles and smiling like a fiend as he listened to her griping.