The Wammy's House Obsessions
The Reclining Chair
The tension became that of which could've been cut with a knife. There was a silence at the dining room table. The only noises heard were Watari setting the food on the table and the ticking of the grandfather clock in the living room.
"So, where did you meet this lady Mr. Mail?" Watari broke the silence as he placed a small plate of mashed potatoes on the table.
"We met at technical college." Christie politely placed a small napkin on her lap.
"How nice….." Mello did the same as Christie.
"Mr. Mihael. Be polite." Watari took his seat at the table.
"Whatever Watari." Mello slumped lower into his chair.
"Please go on Ms. Christie." Watari fixated himself properly and placed his napkin on his lap.
"As I was saying, we were going to the same college. I had the class right after Mail here."
Matt cringed as Christie said his real name for the first time, and he sunk a little in his seat such as Mello did.
Mello laughed a little as Matt did this, and he laughed a little too. Christie continued to babble on about how everything happened, all the emotions she felt, and how their first couple dates went. Watari listened properly as he managed to eat a meal with his almost constant nodding 'yes' or 'no' when Christie would ask a question. L slowly ate a small meal of sweets as Mello, Matt, and Near ate 'normal' food along with Watari and Christie. Every once and a while Mello and Matt would kid around as kids would, Mello would stick his finger down his throat when Christie would get to a mushy part, and at one point, Matt mouthed the words at a few parts in her story that he had apparently heard many times before, for he did not miss a word or beat. Near remained quiet throughout the entire meal, only eating a few bits and pieces of his meal.
"That is very interesting Ms. Christie." Watari slowly sat up, sort of stretching after the long story and meal. "You may all go wait in the living room while I get this all cleaned up, and if anyone would like some, I will prepare desert."
Everyone looked at each other. All of a sudden Mello, Near, Matt, and Christie all somehow synchronized at that one moment and said, "No thank you."
"I'll take their shares then Watari." L raised one of his hands in the air.
"Ok the Ryuzaki. I'll get right on it after I am done with the cleaning." Watari began to pick up all of the plates.
Everyone walked into the living room. L in front, followed by Christie, Matt, Mello, and Near in last. L took his place in his favorite comfy reclining chair, in his normal way, while everyone sat in their order on the sofa next to them.
"So Ms. Christie that was a rather interesting story, I didn't know Mail was the romantic type. Not to sound rude, but when he showed up on Valentine's Day before you began going out with a rose in his mouth, forgetting about the thorns, was pretty funny." L adjusted his sitting position ever so slightly to look at her.
"What was even funnier was when he tried to explain to the paramedics how it happened when he had the hole in his gums from when he took it out of his mouth."
Matt sighed and looked at Mello who was laughing at what he was hearing from L and Christie's conversation.
"You find that funny?" Matt punched Mello playfully in the shoulder.
"A little." Mello laughed slightly.
"It was rather painful."
"Anyway…" Mello changed the subject. "I still have all your old games you left here when you went to college in my room if you want to go play."
"I never turned down a challenge before."
"Then I challenge you to Super Smash Bros. Brawl."
"It's on!" Matt got up and walked towards Mello's room.
Mello followed Matt.
Near quietly got up and followed. So quietly, no one noticed he had done a thing.
Matt was the first into the room and the first to pick up the Wiimote/Nun chuck and start the game. Mello quickly grabbed the other set and readied himself for the game. Near grabbed the GameCube controller and plugged it into the third player slot.
"You're playing Near?" Matt looked curiously at Near because he never seemed to like Matt's video games.
"Yeah, I think I've gotten rather good."
The game started. Matt quickly picked Pikachu, costume with the goggles. Mello picked Snake, normal costume. Near picked R.O.B., normal costume. Matt picked the stage, Pictochat. It took the Wii a couple seconds to begin, and then the match began. Everyone seemed to be doing well, but it seemed as if Near was giving Matt a run for his money.
"When did you get so good Near?"
"Over the time you were gone, Mello let me play by myself sometimes. I can beat the computers on Nasty as long as I fight as R.O.B. I beat his All Star mode and his normal one player story mode."
"Really? I mean it, I never saw you as a video game type."
"They're ok, still not as much fun as my transformers. Pikachu has nothing on the Autobots."
"That's it. You're going to regret those words."
Matt and Near play vigorously. Mello quit playing at one point because he was tired of dying in-between the cross fire of the two's characters. In the end, Matt-10 wins, Near-11.
"I can't believe you beat me…."
"Well we were tied until the 20th match. You just seemed so easy on that last round."
"I was trying my hardest on that last round."
"Maybe you need more practice." Near seemed smug.
Before Matt could respond, there was a loud crash in the living room followed by the sound of Christie yelling. All three boys quickly ran out of their room and into the living room to see L flipped upside down behind the reclining chair, Watari trying to move the chair by himself, and Christie constantly repeating "I'm sorry."
"Let us get that Watari!" Matt ran towards the chair and started to move it.
Mello helped.
Once the chair was moved, Near moved quickly to L and help him back up.
"What happened?" Mello was confused.
Matt walked over to Christie and placed his arm on her shoulders.
"Well we were talking about all the funny things that have happened to us, when I noticed that he was sitting in a rather uncomfortable position. So I suggested reclining the chair back so he could relax. Before he said anything, I pulled that lever thing on the side and he somehow lost his balance…."
"….And I fell backwards off the chair onto the floor." L cut her off.
"It's ok Christine. It was a simple mistake."
L was about to say something, but he stopped himself from saying something he'd regret and walked quietly towards his room. The clock rang 8:00.
"Wow, we were back there for a while."
"Well I don't know about you three, but I just want to bathe and go to sleep for the night."
"Ok, Watari, could you please show Christie to my room?"
A look of shock appeared on Mello's face, you could tell he never thought of the possibility the two slept in the same bed together.
"Mr. Mail, will you two be sharing a room?"
"No Watari." Matt laughed a little. "We're not that far yet."
The look of shock left Mello's face but then we was sucked into thought at the word 'yet'.
"Mello you don't mind if we share a bed like old times do you?" Matt looked back at Mello.
"Of course not."
"Well that settles that. Christie, please go settle yourself into my room, there is a private bathroom in there already. Just bathe and go to sleep whenever you want."
Christie nodded and followed Watari towards the room.
"You know me and you never really got to accept your challenge." Matt looked at Mello with a smile as he headed towards the back again.
Whoo!! it seems like it's been so long since I've typed a new chapter. streaches a little Well this one I've actually been thinking about what happens, not just taking the ideas right off the top of my head. Even though I still did that. So yeah, this is one less thing I have to worry about. Now it's time to start worrying about when I'm going to make chapter 6. This fanfic will be the end of me. Anyway...i hope you enjoy. Oh yea!! The next chapter is going to be a story interuption, just to warn you all, and I need questions!! I have a few but I can use more. you ca either post your question in the review section or send an email to . Please put Wammy's question as the subject or whatever, or it will be deleted. So, see you next time