BeforeNote: Ok, this is part two. Now, I'm giving you a heads-up; I will be on another week hiatus, since I will be working on Friday and the rest of the weekend, and on Tuesday, I will be at my dear uncle's funeral. So the fifth chapter should be up by Thursday, which will be the twenty-seventh of January, unless I am somehow able to update the twenty-sixth, which I highly doubt. Anyways, in this chapter, L gets a friendly visit from the voice inside his head. Please enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or Disney.
It turns out that what Beyond was planning was to make some spaghetti for dinner, and L would have to clean up afterwards.
You freakin' pervs.
But, Beyond also made L help out with the cooking. The panda man filled up a pan with water, set it on the stove, and turned on the big metal device. Beyond was next to him, breaking the noodles into halves. Once that task was complete, he turned to L, and asked, "L, do you have sauce already prepared? If not, we can make it ourselves."
L thought for a moments, then replied, "We will have to make it ourselves, I'm afraid. I do have the necessary ingredients, and you can sit down to chop. I will sit down as well."
"Let me guess; you'll be using your deduction talents while you chop, am I right?"
"Yes, possibly. Now, let me get out the ingredients, and we'll continue."
Beyond and L chopped away for fifteen minutes, then put the sauce in a sauce pan, and the other saucey ingredients. This took another fifteen minutes, since L had to physcially restrain Beyond from eating the sauce, since the red-eyed man claimed that it reminded him of his dearly beloved jam. When that escapade had ended, L had to hold Beyond back once again, because this time, he had scrambled to the fridge to bring out the real strawberry jam.
"Beyond," L said firmly. "If I have to give up sweets for two weeks, then you have to give up your jam."
"I never said you had to give them up; just keep your messes clean." Beyond shot back with a scowl on his face.
"Well I'm saying I have to, and that means that you have to give up your jam."
"Fine," Beyond complied, and slumped in L's arms.
"Good. Now, I'm going to put the noodles to boil. Will you please check on the children?"
Smirking, Beyond noticed that L had done most of the cooking work, and all he had to do was chop and check on the toddlers. He happily nodded, stood up, and went upstairs.
'My my,' L thought to himself. 'How will I survive with the children and Beyond? Well, Near and Matt aren't so bad, but Mello? He's...kind of wild. And then there's Beyond with his jam obsession.'
You're one to talk, said a little voice inside of L's head. Look at you with your sweets obsession; can't go a minute without happily stuffing your face. You're going to die sooner rather than later, you know. Your precious sweets will betray with you a heart attack. Now, isn't that something, hmm?
L ignored the voice and stirred the noodles. The voice was right, though, and he knew it.
Meanwhile, Beyond was on the second floor of the house, opening the doors of the children's rooms and peeking inside. The first door was Matt's, and he saw the little boy sprawled out over the bed on his back, with half of the blankets falling off, and a few pillows on the floor. 'What a wild sleeper,' Beyond thought, as he slipped in to put the covers compeltely on the boy. He then walked out to check up on Mello who had his blankets bunched up around him. Last was Near's room. As he opened the door, the small child immediately sat up, almost startling Beyond.
"Well hello there," Beyond greeted. Near smiled, said hello, and held out his arms.
Chuckling, Beyond walked over to the bed and picked him up. "Are you hungry?" he asked, and Near nodded 'yes'.
"What are we eating?" he asked quietly.
"Spaghetti and come cranberry juice and water for drinking. How does that sound?"
"That sounds yummy." Just then, Mello opened his bedroom door, and came out into the hallway, hair sticking up in different directions. He yawned and scratched his belly, then looked towards Beyond and Near.
"Heya sheep, Mishter Beyond," Mello said while trying to peek through Matt's door. "Hey, I think the new guy is awake. Can we eat dinner now?" Before he could let Beyond answer, Mello walked straight into Matt's room, wher the three year old was trying to climb out of his bed. "Matt, dinner is ready, so hurry up!"
"Ok," Matt said groggily, not even caring that Mello had practically yelled at him while he struggled to get off the oversized mattress. When he was on the floor, he preceeded out into the hallway with Mello, where Beyond and Near still stood.
"Everybody ready?" asked Beyond, already heading down the stairs. There was a unison of 'yes' as Matt and Mello followed
As soon as the four of them came into the kitchen, they were greeted with the delicious smell of dinner.
"Oh yum!" shouted Mello, while running up to L's side to get a look at the noodles, which were now covered in sauce.
"Wash your hands first, please." L said while shooing away the child. "Beyond, please assist them."
"Yes, sir." answered Beyond in a soldier like way, and L just rolled his eyes.
Needless to say, dinner went well that night, excluding the attempted food fight, and the "accidental" spilling of Mello's cranberry juice on Near's white pajamas. Seriously, the two-year-old was in his high chair, a very high, high chair, and Mello wouldn't have been able to reach.
But, it's Mello we're talking about, and he found a way to "spill" his juice on the right leg of Near's pajamas.
Mello was denied his chocolate bar for desert, and, surprsingly enough, he took it fairly well.
Soon, the three children were in the living room, watching a Disney movie, and L and Beyond were cleaning up the kitchen. L, in the middle of dinner, realized that Beyond had gotten him to all the cooking, so he was going to make sure that Beyond would help him with the clean-up more than the red-eyed manipulator had intended.
"Honto ni, L-chan, I don't know what you're talking about." Beyond stated innocently after the dishes had been put away. "You asked me to check on the children, and I did. Meanwhile, you watched over the rest of the food. Had you checked on the children yourself, I would have been the one to finish the cooking."
Sighing, L decided to just let the matter god. "Ok, Beyond. Never mind. The kitchen is clean and that's all that matters. Now, you can give the children a bath, make sure they brush their teeth, and put them to bed. Tomorrow night, I will be the one to take care of that task."
Beyond grinned childishly, and went to do as told.
He's such a good person, that Beyond guy. The voice was back, and L attempted to ignore it, but it was here full-force. He could make a great parent someday. But you, you're more irritated with children than I thought.
'You and I think the same things. You are my mind, after all.' L thought to himself. If his mind wanted to have a mental verbal fight with him inside of his own head, then he was more than happy to accept that challenge. 'Is there anything else that you would like to say before I drown you out with strawberry shortcake?'
Hmm, so we're back to the sweets again. I believe it will be the strawberry shortcake that kills you.
'Us, you mean, since we are one.'
Oh, so now you want to accept me? I feel so very special now, Lawliet.
'You sound like Beyond. Please, stop.'
Am I frightening you?
'No, more like weirding me out. You're like a full-fledged stalker, like...'
Like Beyond?
'Yes, now shut up so I can enjoy this cake in peace.' And with that, the voice promptly shut up.
"The children are asleep now. I'm going to shower then go to bed," Beyond said while going into the downstairs bathroom. He shut the door, not giving L a chance to reply; not that he was going to, anyway.
L soon went upstairs to his own room, with his cake in hand. 'This first day wasn't been so bad after all. Maybe the next two weeks wouldn't be so bad either.' he thought while sitting down on his big, vanilla bed.
The voice inside L's head, however, disagreed, and chuckled darkly.
AfterNote: I have to say that I don't really like this chapter as much. I made revisions over and over again, but with the recent events going on in my family, I haven't been thinking quite clearly all that much. But I hope you enjoyed it.