Disclaimer: I don't own the Wallflower, trust me, I don't
[A/N: This story is supposed to be comedic so please tell me if you think it's funny or not]
Chapter 4:
It was a beautiful morning with a clear sky, warm weather with a nice breeze, birds sang, and a light shower was expected for that afternoon. Kyouhei killed the mood by tromping into the living room screaming bloody murder. [it is safe to say that one of the birds may have very well dropped dead due to his pissed-off aura- yup there's an aura for that]
"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"
The house shook and Ranmuru caught a painting as it fell off the wall; Takenage and Yuki did the same with a collector's fine china plate and a rather expensive vase. Sunako flipped a pancake and continued to fry the eggs.
No one acknowledged Kyouhei, who was still wearing his boxers and was shirtless, with his hair in a mess.
To put it simply and using many adjectives, he looked like a raving mad, idiotic, red-faced, puffy cheeked, lunatic.
"Hmmm… well I suppose your awake now, huh, Kyouhei?" Takenage sighed, sipping his tea without so much as glancing in his direction.
Kyouhei scowled and stomped over to Sunako, whom he began shouting at. "IT'S BEEN FIVE DAMN DAYS SINCE THAT BITCH SISTER OF YOURS CAME AND LOCKED HERSELF IN HER ROOM, AND I'M FED UP WITH IT!"
"Hmmm… Kyouhei? Fed? As in… full stomach? Huh. Never thought I'd see the day…" Ranmuru muttered, still not looking up from his paper [paper, as in, the comics; but hey, it made him look serious]
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" Kyouhei growled.
"Would you please cut that out? It's annoying." Sunako glared.
"LIKE HELL I WILL! WHY WON'T SHE JUST COME THE FOCK OUT? IT'S BEEN FIVE DAYS AND SHE HASN'T LEFT HER ROOM ONCE! BUT ALL THESE PAST FEW DAYS WE HEAR WEIRD NOISES COMING FROM HER BEDROOM! I MEAN, WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING UP THERE?" Kyouhei paused and started breathing heavily.
Not sure what else to say, but feeling like he had yet to make his point he screamed, "EEEEAAAAUUUUGGGHHHH!" and then continued to breath heavily.
Sunako finally looked up at him, holding her spatula calmly, "Are you finished yet?"
"NO! WHEN THE HELL ARE YOU GONNA GIVE ME MY BREAKFAST?"
Sunako's gaze went down to Kyouhei's hands, where he held a plate full of food. Flabbergasted [A/N yup that's right–] Kyouhei snorted as if Sunako was the stupid one and turned to leave the room.
"By the way," He called back as he left, "You forgot the miso soup!"
"I didn't forget it you Nimrod…" Sunako muttered, "You ate it when you were yelling."
Kyouhei didn't hear her; or at least, pretended not to.
Minori snickered to herself. She could hear Kyouhei's tantrum from her room easily. It was his third this week. It almost tempted her to stay in the room longer.
Minori smiled. But there was no reason for her to stay in here any longer. Her work was done. Although it would be fun to torment the dumbass Kyouhei for a little longer… she didn't really feel up to it.
Minori stood back and admired her work. She wasn't too bad at interior decorating. The room now had shaggy black carpeting, and the walls were painted blood red.
She had altered the square bed into being circular, and it was now purple (including the bedding), with a flowing black sparkly canopy, which gracefully surrounded it.
There was a small plush carpet on the floor and the window now had lovely black curtains that matched the canopy on the bed. She had also made the nightstand look better too.
After adding a few posters and accessories…, some that were slightly frightening, and her impressive collection of skelanimals, and voila! Her boring bedroom had gone from scream to dream… or in this case, nightmare.
Minori looked at the clock and saw that it was around time for breakfast. Minori grinned mischievously. Should she come out like her usual self? Or should she play her little game with the unaware boys downstairs.
She sighed; she really didn't feel like messing with them just yet though. Still… Minori thought as she looked thoughtfully at a frilly yellow sundress hanging in her closet.
Which card should she lay faced down? Queen or joker? Innocent or obnoxious? And when would she reveal her true card; the Ace…?
Minori had what one would call a Cheshire cat smile. In fact, it was this creepy and demonic grin that frightened most people when it came to Minori. And she had one plastered on her face at that moment.
Time for the cat to chase the mice.
[A/N: Meant for this to be longer but it just turned out shorter than I thought it would. Anyway please keep reading and REVIEW! You guys have no idea how good it feels to get one, its motivation to keep writing. Plus, I can't take your guys suggestions and criticism if you don't give them to me! P.S: when I was typing "yup there's an aura for that" I realized I could've changed "aura" to "app" I resisted.]