So, here's another installment of the series every snail across the globe is raving about! I totally made that up, but you have no way of checking now do you? You can't talk to snails. Well, anywho, here's the next chapter. We hope this one gets more people to laugh!

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God Damn It Stop Biting Your Nails! 4

Unlike the usual Nevada weather, it was a pleasantly warm day with a cool breeze rustling the flowers planted in front of the Death Bucks Café. The place wasn't crowded because it was a Sunday afternoon, and people had better things to do on a Sunday than chill out in a café, right? Wrong.

Laura had her mid-back length brown hair in two low pigtails, reading a shonen manga for a change of pace while sipping tea with honey and milk while Meghan preferred to stay in her comfort zone with a shojo manga, a caramel frappuccino in one hand and her long curly hair worn down for once.

Laura giggled when a piece of hair blew in Meghan's face and her friend had to blow it away. She made several attempts at blowing it away before giving up and using her hand to tuck it in with the rest of her vortex of all barrettes and brushes that she somehow tames into normal hair. It's not an easy feat.

"Remember back in middle school? When you wouldn't take your hair down for anyone? I had to practically force you to let me see your hair down once. And then one day, you just kind of stopped caring."

Laura knew by Meghan's nostalgic smile that she did.

The black haired girl placed her book down and held her cup with both hands, staring down at it thinking of it, "Well I've grown up a lot since then, I'm not as shy as I once was either..."

Laura snorted in disbelief, but looked away innocently when Meghan snapped her head up with a raised eyebrow in response. For a second the two glared each other down. Not in a mean way, but more of a contest of wills. Meghan was the first to break the silence.

"You've grown up too Laura; it's hard to describe in what way, but you have."

Laura grinned, gulping down the rest of her tea with one vastly exaggerated swig.

"Ah! I burnt my tongue!" Laura then began waving her hand in her face like a fan, stomping her feet, and flailing her free arm.

Meghan rolled her eyes, "then again, maybe not."

With Kid,

"Giraaafffe! Giraaaffeee! I love giraaaaffes!" Patty sang, walking next to her sister and her meister towards the café.

Kid tried not to say anything, giraffes, ugh, horribly asymmetrical beasts. His hand stuffed in his pocket, he touched the anti nail biting list. His last plan worked out about as well as the first, he needed to avoid chasing the girl, or at least put her in a situation where she couldn't run away. Otherwise everything would end in the same vicious cycle, and he'd end up with another "fail" stamp in the face.

Back to the subject of the café. It was one of Kid's favorite places to be. The setting was bustling, but with an air of calmness that relaxed him. When he had nothing better to do, he would come here. As it so happened, he had noting better to do.

Maka and Soul were out on a mission in New York. They would be coming back later that day, but all of Patty's incessant babble had drove the OCD kid half insane and he could not stand another second having to deal with just Liz and Patty. He sometimes wondered how Liz stood her sister, but decided not to say anything.

Black Star and Tsubaki were on some "super secret training." Kid knew better than to try to mess with Black Star when he was fired up. The last time he did, he singed his hair a little bit, making it even more asymmetrical.

"Hey Kid, look who's here!" Liz shook his shoulder and pointed to the café just a little ways off.

Speak of the devil, there she was, with her best friend and meister Laura. The nail biter, and current victim-ahem-object of his obsession.

"Wow, her hair's down, I almost didn't recognize her." Liz observed.

Patty giggled, and put a finger to her lips, signaling for Kid and Liz to keep quiet, as she crept behind Meghan. Laura looked up, but not enough to give the blond away, as she tiptoed behind her unsuspecting friend. Laura does this herself on an almost regular basis. She could let someone else in. Still, Meghan never quite got used to being snuck up on so often. Finally, she pounced.

"Boo!"

"Gaaahh!"

Meghan's book shot out of her hand as her arms flailed. Thankfully, her hand just nearly missed her frappuccino. Unthankfully, her book had hit someone hit the back of the head. They were now glaring daggers at her back. Meghan gulped not really wanting to know who it was. Slowly, she turned to see the last person she ever wanted to see at that moment.

It was Death the Kid.

"Sorry!" Meghan squeaked, bolting out of her chair and back pedaling, quickly grabbing her book and holding it up as a sort of shield as she gave Kid a wary look (well the past two times she's seen him, it resulted in a chase).

Liz saw this look and patted Meghan's head reassuringly, "Don't worry Meg, Kid isn't sure which plan to go with next on the anti-nail biting list, so today you should be safe."

Meghan continued to stand there disbelievingly, T-there's a list?

"You guys here for coffee too?" Laura asked, unfazed by what just happened.

"Yeah, we always come here when we've got some free time and just wanna relax…other than staying at home anyways," Liz answered, pulling up a chair next to her.

Laura laughed, "Well, feel free to join us, Liz!" Laura said with a waving arm, indicating the very little space to her left. Liz smiled, she was never one to beat around the bush.

Patty sat next to Liz, and, to Meghan's discomfort, Kid sat next to her.

Having lost interest in her book for the moment, Meghan absentmindedly brought her fingers up to her mouth, chewing on the ring finger slightly as her eyes stared off into space.

She stopped when she heard a whimper; that was never a good sign.

Meghan looked around to see Kid looking at her with huge wobbly puppy eyes, then next thing she knew, Kid had his head in her lap, having collapsed to his knees in sobs.

"Waaaah, Meghan, do you hate me or something? Why must you keep biting them?"

Meghan looked around, they were attracting stares. Patty and Laura looked at each other, obviously trying hard not to laugh.

"What's going on? Did she dump him?"

"Isn't that Death the kid? Shinigami-sama's son? Why on earth would someone dump him?"

"She's kinda plain looking isn't she? And her hair's all frizzy."

Meghan blushed and tried to tug Kid off of her. The tugging only caused hi mto cling and sob harder.

"No, of course I don't hate you. It's just a habit, I keep telling you that."

"But whhhhyyyy?" Kid wailed, looking up and sniffling loudly. It was a good thing that Meghan was immune to this from Laura trying it so often when she didn't want to cook dinner. At Meghan's somewhat disturbed and sympathetic look, Kid next buried his face into her stomach, hugging her and going into hysterics.

"I know I'm an asymmetrical garbage nightmare, but please if you have any pity, stop biting your nails!"

Meghan looked to Laura for help, but Laura only sat there, smiling with her arms propping her chin up, still trying not to laugh.

"What? Kid's being a good boy and not chasing you isn't he? You don't really need help.

Meghan glared at her as if to say, thaaaannnkkks.

After a few more minutes of trying to coax the 'psycho' off of her, the stares of angry café goers got worse, and so did Meghan's embarrassment. Fine, if Kid was going to cry like a two year old, she needed to handle this like he WAS a two year old.

"Laura, I'm sorry, but I think we're done for the day, we need to leave."

Laura shrugged, still with that damn amused look on her face, but Meghan found herself unable to stand and leave due to a certain two year old on her. Oh, come on!

"Kid, we need to leave now, we're disturbing these people. Let go." Meghan tried her best to delve into the vast amounts of patience she had with experience to her special needs little brother. She knew Kid didn't have asperger's syndrome, but he could sure as hell act like it sometimes.

"B-but if I let go, you'll bite them again! I can't do that! I won't let go!" His vice grip around her stomach tightened, making Meghan gasp for breath for a second.

At this point, Laura and Patty gave up trying to hold in their snickers. Meghan tried not to get angry, she took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of her nose, Lord Death give me strength to deal with this guy.

"Fine then, we'll compromise. Would holding onto my sleeve work until we at least get to Laura's and my apartment?"

Kid's sobs slowed a little like he was thinking about it.

"I g-guess," he answered, pulling out a tissue and blowing on it then swiftly pinching Meghan's sleeve in his hand. Meghan resisted the urge to roll her eyes and led the way out of the café terrace.

Liz was impressed, even she wouldn't have been able to go this long without blowing up at him. Kudos to Meghan.

She took several back streets to avoid as many curious looks as she could. It wasn't every day you saw two girls laughing hysterically at a boy at least 16 years of age latched onto another girls sleeve like a 3 year old, sniffing like he never got the cookie he was promised, and another girl hoping that she could be invisible.

Finally, they made it back to Laura's and Meghan's apartment in one piece. As soon as she closed the door behind them all, Kid latched himself back onto Meghan and resumed his sobbing.

"A-asymmetricl! So asymetriiiiicaaaaallll! I'm trash, I can't even save you from biting your nails!"

Meghan sighed and patted his head unenthusiastically, I never asked you to… but Meghan held her thoughts knowing that saying them would only cause more of an upset.

"Kid, can't I just bite my nails when you aren't around? I'll try my best not to if you are."

Kid shook his head "no" into her stomach and she tried not to flinch; it tickled when he did that.

"They'll still be asymmetrical the next time I see you!"

The girls sweat-dropped. Of course, he would be the type to check if she had or not. He checked everything that had nothing to do with him for symmetry.

Laura was still giggling at the sight of Kid latched onto her friend, but felt it was time she give her a little help.

"Hey Meggie, remember what always helps us when we're sad!"

"Tim McGraw?"

"Well that too, but the other thing.

Meghan blinked, then suddenly her eyes lit up in realization. She tried her best to drag herself and Kid into the kitchen, then finally had Liz, Patty and Laura help pry him off and into a chair.

He went back to sniffling indignantly when he saw she wasn't going back to biting her nails, but instead rustling around the kitchen preparing something.

Finally, after about ten minutes of this, Meghan laid out a massive (and remarkably symmetrical looking) sundae for each of them.

She patted his head, and he looked up, his eyes still wobbly.

She tried her best to smile despite the trouble he had put her through that day, "No more crying okay? Not over something stupid like my nails."

Kid stared at her and she stared right back, hoping he'd finally get the picture ad stop crying. It wasn't that she felt bad, she did, but there was no way she could just stop biting her nails. So the crying was more pathetic than guilt inducing.

"Okay," he answered quietly, giving his ice cream a experimental taste.

Meghan and Liz sighed, happy that he was content for the moment, as Laura and Patty started a chocolate syrup gulping contest. Meghan ignored them and reveled in her peace. For the moment anyway.

Kid walked down the apartment stairs with a full stomach and reasonably high spirits.
"Geez Kid, why does it bug you so much that she bites her nails? Normally, you would have given up and just majorly disliked her for being asymmetrical at this point, but you don't want to seem to give up on this one."

Kid didn't answer, because he truly didn't know himself. Liz was right of course, but he couldn't figure out why this time was different.

As he was left to his thoughts, Stein sensei emerged from the grocery store with Marie, when he caught sight kid, he asked him how he was.

When Kid told him he was still trying to get Meghan to stop biting her nails, Stein once again stopped and twisted the bolt in his head.

"Any luck?" Stein asked.

Kid sighed and Marie patted his head comfortingly, "No.."

Thud!

Fail was once again stamped to Kid's face. Stein left with Marie, ignoring the protests that Kid had. His two caretakers, or caretaker since Patty wasn't that much help, could be left to deal with him. He would get over it eventually, right?

And another chapter done. We are actually updating consistently, a surprise for both me and Kisa.

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