Well, I know it's been basically forever since we updated, but it could be worse. It could. But we r updating now. PARTY! no wait, that comes later.
Soooo, we r going to start now.
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God Damn It Stop Biting Your Nails! 7
Credit for this goes to Purple-Eyed Devil and Coleen... meggie's dad's landlady person + family friend...
Kid tried not to let himself snap at the younger of his pistols as they walked into the darkening park. The trio was going there to meet Laura to discuss their combined plan. Trees loomed around them and Patty was darting in and out of their limbs, singing the mission impossible theme song under breath.
"Patty, for heavens sake-"
"DO do doooo...DO do dooooo" Patty made a gun shape with her hands and tilted her neck just barely to glance beyond the tree she was hiding behind.
"Stop that," Kid commanded, placing a hand on her shoulder to make her stop. She pouted but temporarily ceased what she was doing. Liz gave her a comforting pat on the back.
Next thing they knew, they heard a crashing in the brush in font of them, and some ten feet away, they saw Laura dodge rolling into the shadow of a tree, doing the same exact thing Patty had been doing. Kid and Liz face palmed.
"Well Laura, thank you for agreeing to meet...me...where'd she go?"
Kid looked around him, as the girl had virtually disappeared as he had looked away for a split second. Had she run behind another tree?
Before he could call out to ask, a form came swinging down from a tree limb above him, and Laura was hanging upside down in his face, and their foreheads clashed together like two cups in a bar when they raised them in cheers. Kid fell down while Laura simply rubbed her forehead with a smile.
"I have a hard head."
"Owwww..." Kid moaned; she had hit him square in the forehead. The only thing that cheered him up was the thought that it would be symmetrical.
"'Ello there." Laura crossed her arms, though still upside down, as she waited for Kid to stand up again.
Patty had collapsed from her position behind another tree and started laughing her ass off, "God that was sooo funny, you just came swignign down and BANG!"
Liz sighed and gave her meister a hand up, "You ok?"
Kid didn't answer, just gave a curt nod and cleared his throat, smoothing out the new wrinkles in his otherwise flawless suit. His eye twitched.
"Now then, let's get to the point so we can be that much closer to the solution. I suppose a good place to start is, does Meghan have any weaknesses that you'd be willing to share with me?"
Laura looked thoughtful for a moment, then swung down and landed gracefully on her feet, though her head felt a tad bit woozy from being upside down so long. She may be the closest thing to an Amazon, but hanging upside down makes anyone dizzy.
"Well, I know that she's terrified of scorpions, but I don't suggest you exploit that one." She gave him a glare and Kid nodded like an obedient five year old. "She doesn't like heights without the proper precautions...such as walls or safety belts on a roller-coaster, but then again, who doesn't?"
"That sounds pretty standard." Kid observed and Laura shrugged, "anything else?"
"She hates spicy stuff."
"That'll work" Kid snapped his fingers immediately, and his eyes turned determined. Laura smiled at being helpful and flew up into the trees again. Kid and Liz left for home, but Patty stayed back. She followed Laura and the two began playing tag, in the dark, until four in the morning.
The next day, a Friday as it happened, Kid announced to his class that he wanted to hold a party at his house. They all thought that him having a party randomly was suspicious, but no one questioned it.
"So, are we going to Kid's party, Meggie?"
"You can if you want, but I don't think I will," Meghan replied as they headed home. Kid had been perfectly civil that day, so Meghan was going home in high spirits... for once.
"WHAT? You're not going to a party held at some rich kid's house? WHY?"
"I'm tired. And i'd probably have to wear something fancy and I don't want to." Laura knew that since Kid had not done the hot sauce whatever-he-was-planning-trick during school, it must then be at the party. Meghan MUST go to this party whatever the cost.
"You can't be nearly as tired as I was. Patty would not quit chasing me until four in the morning when she conked out and fell out of a tree. I tried ending it at midnight, but she followed me everywhere! So, I had to continue."
Meghan blinked twice. It wasn't convincing enough. On to plan B.
"Besides, if you're not there, who's going to stop me from killing Kid?"
"Oh, Maka is there. She won't let you commit murder."
Laura realized that Meghan was right; Maka would be an issue in all of this. Just another obstacle in the game. There was also Shinigami-sama, who would be watching the party as a super Dad from all possible mirrors. Laura would NOT mess with him either. Focus. Right now the mission was "Get Meghan to go to the party." She couldn't resort to plan X yet, too risky. Mmm, plan D could work...
"There is no way you are going to drag me there, Laura," Meghan said before Laura could actually attempt to drag her anywhere.
"How'd you know I was going to drag you anywhere?"
"You drag me EVERYWHERE any time I don't want to go. It's plan D because you skip C because you don't think C should be a letter." This is the point in friendship where you really can almost tell what the other one is thinking. It's the really scary point for people like Laura who are trying to plan things. Well, onto plan X.
"Okay, actually, I just wanted to go to a party with my best friend. I don't know anyone else there, and I'd feel really left out." It was around here that Laura started letting a few tear drops fall. "Sure there are Liz and Patty and Black Star, but there'll be other people I don't know. I'm a shy person by nature, you know that. I could get along, it'd just be Hell, and I'd go home crying at the end of it and then you'd have to comfort me, but then you'd feel bad because you weren't with me there in the first place..." Laura broke off on her rant with a small sob.
Meghan knew that she had to go now. How could she leave her friend alone after a story like that? No, to be a good friend, she would go. She wasn't going because she liked parties, it was to help her friend. She knew that Laura would do the same for her.
"Oh fine, I'll go. Happy?"
Laura jumped up and body slammed Meghan into a hug, knocking her to the ground with a thud. A.k.a. A glomp. Laura's hand softened the fell, but it was still a thud. "YAY! Thank you Meggie!"
"I can wear my normal clothes, though. Right?"
"No, we'll have to get you something nice to wear."
"EH?"
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"I don't like this Laura. You owe me big." Meghan had crossed her arms and was dangerously close to both a scowl and a pout as Laura pushed her form the back towards Kid's house. Thanks to Liz's keen eye for fashion, Laura had successfully managed to convince (cough force) her friend into a nice long sleeved dress that ended elegantly below her knees. The sleeves were long enough to droop at her wrists but not enough to consumer her hands like her sweatshirt did. Laura had a sporty but still sophisticated looking spaghetti strap dress, a lovely turquoise color and assorted silver jewelry glittering in the lamp light.
"Oh hush up, you look nice, so let's go an enjoy ourselves, 'kay?"
"Mm," Meghan grunted in response as Laura rang the doorbell. Kid, because it was his house, answered. He had the fakest smile either girl had seen. It scared them and Meghan wished the could bite her nails. Laura prevented this by holding her elbows pinned to her side, though.
"Good day ye maidens, step into yonder dwelling." Kid said flatly, though his smile was just as fake and gave a secretive look towards Laura, which she returned.
"Is that really necessary?" Meghan asked, sweat dropping at the extreme gentleman-ism he was using.
"Patty's idea, it was either follow through, or hear her scream about it for the next half an hour." Kid dropped the fake smile and replaced it with a small half-smile. This was better.
"Ah."
Kid held an arm out to welcome them in and held the door open well out of their way. Laura stepped in gracefully, being used to heels, but Meghan just barely managed to stumble in, mumbling curses as her ankles kept rolling until she finally stopped, her arms held out in front of her and her knees crooked inwards.
Black Star dropped form nowhere after clinging to a curtain like a monkey, dressed in a monkey suit, laughing at Meghan's predicament, "You've got chicken legs! They're all wobbly!"
Meghan blushed in embarrassment, and slowly tried to bring her legs up under her properly, and for a split second she almost looked elegant, standing perfectly straight...that is until she tried to take a step, and her own foot tripped over the other. Curse her poor depth perception.
Meghan plunged forward, and just barely managed to catch herself and save herself form a bloody nose. Her hands stung as they grazed the rough doormat.
She turned and sat on her hip, as her shoes prevented her form getting to her feet immediately, and she felt an arm pull her gently upwards. It was Kid and Laura, Laura looking amused, cause of course she knew this would happen at some point, and Kid, looking genuinely concerned.
Meghan blushed even more, she wanted her sweatshirt to hide in, she wanted to disappear, she could feel the stares of her classmates on her back.
"I want to go home..." She whimpered, more to herself, but both Laura and Kid heard and instantly felt guilty.
Hooking and arm around her waist, he supported her enough so she could stand, but if she lost her balance he'd be there to help. Meghan didn't know if he was still acting for Patty or if he was just being a nice guy... for once.
"How about I help you inside?"
Meghan's face was already red, so of course no one could tell she was blushing with Kid's close proximity and was embarrassed that she couldn't walk herself.
"No, I-I'm okay." She pulled away saying, "But thank you for the offer."
Kid blinked, as she walked away, "Welcome, I guess."
Laura stood there, watching her friend's retreating back, when she noticed Kid was still staring after her as well...shouldn't he be getting ready for the operation? That WAS why they had this freakin party in the first place.
She snapped her fingers in front of his face, "Uh hello? The plan? There is one right?"
Kid blinked with a start and shook his head, "Yes, right of course, the plan. Right."
With that, the young shinigami murmured his plan to her, which she agreed with, but she still gave him a suspicious look as he shuffled of to execute said plan. Maybe there was more going on than just his plan to get her to stop biting her nails. Just maybe. Plan m could be put into motion soon. Or was it plan l? Oh well.
Despite the initial complications, the night continued without a hitch...for the most part. Meghan had found a nice spot to sit on a love seat a little ways away from where Patty and Black Star were pigging out on expensive party food. Laura joined them the moment she found an open space.
Her arms folded across her, Meghan found herself rubbing them as if she was cold; it was sort of weird to be out in public without her sweatshirt. It acted as a sort of security blanket for her. She felt very vulnerable without it.
She found herself staring off into space when she realized with a start that the love seat was occupying one more. It was Kid, the guy who had been tormenting her for a while now, and he had the dangerous smirk he had whenever one of his crazy plans was abut to come about. Meghan felt the hair on the back of her neck prick her skin. Something bad was about to happen.
Kid held out a plate of food to her, "Hot wings?"
Meghan looked at the wings, she loved chicken wings, but not hot ones. They even looked far too red to be savory. She politely shook her head no.
"No thanks."
"Ah, but you must try at least one, these are specially made form some of the finest chef's in the world."
Kid held the plate closer to her face, as if to shove the food into her mouth.
"I-I don't want any, but thank you anyway." The smell of the vinegar in the hot sauce made her eyes want to water, and her nose twitch and wrinkle in slight disgust. She pushed the plate away, but she noticed with dismay that the sauce had found it's way onto her fingers as she did.
"Ugh." She glared down at her hand, damn clumsiness.
Kid tried not to pat himself on the back, all was going according to plan, and she didn't even want to run away form him yet. He reached behind him and pulled out the secret weapon.
"Here, wipe it off with the handkerchief."
Meghan looked over to see him holding out a very nicely embroidered handkerchief...little did she know that within the folded linen was a horror to her taste buds.
"Thanks kid, I hate spicy food, I'm sorry."
"Not a problem, we all have out preferences." Kid sat back on the love seat as she wiped the sauce off her hands. Unaware that she really was just coating her hands in freshly ground paprika, she rubbed her hand on the handkerchief while the hot sauce still stained her fingers.
After a moment she handed it back to him, and he made no move to leave, so they both sat back and relaxed as their classmates mingled around them. After a while, Meghan unconsciously brought a hand to her mouth and kid tried not to get excited.
Meghan bit down on her nails, but she froze and Kid felt himself squeal with glee on the inside. She rubbed her mouth of the bad taste but did not think to look at her hand, she probably thought it was just a little excess sauce she missed. But as she started biting again she started to gulp and rub her eyes in discomfort as the rich spices worked their magic.
Kid noticed Laura by the buffet table and he scratched his nose in signal. Laura gave a small two fingered salute, and she dumped the rest of the drinks into a nearby plant. That plant was going to die. Her actions went unnoticed by her friend but her classmates gave her funny stares all around.
Kid soon started to snicker, as Meghan started to breathe with her mouth open in an effort to cool it down, "W-what the heck?" she muttered o herself.
Kid relaxed into the love seat, his arms positioned symmetrically behind his head as a sort of pillow, "Sorry about that Meghan, but that handkerchief was coated with paprika, and the hot sauce is still all over your fingers. That linen was next to useless."
Meghan gave him a funny look, then looked down at her hands, why didn't she bother to check if it had actually done the job or not?"
As the spice began to burn her throat, and the nerves begging for her to bit her nails, she started looking around frantically for a drink.
Kid chuckled, that damn smug look on his face still, "don't bother, I've removed all the drinks. The only way to make the spices go away is to stop biting your nails."
Meghan glared at him, he looked pretty darn proud of himself. She stood up with a huff, well there was one thing she hadn't tried.
Kid blinked his eyes open and sat forward when he noticed the girl marching decidedly away form him, having taken off her heels for easier transport. He suddenly got a sinking feeling, and he followed.
"Meghan? Meghan what are you doing?"
She didn't answer, didn't even turn to look, next thing he knew she turned a corner and when he got there himself she had come back out, drying her hands on a paper towel.
Kid's heart fell with dread and his eyes widened in a horrified manner, "d-don't tell me...You washed it off?"
Meghan rose an eyebrow, "Figure that one out all on your own didja?"
"Whyyyy?" He cried, wanting to cry, his plan was ruined! And he had worked really hard on this one too."
Meghan shrugged and sighed, patting his head as he collapsed to his knees on the floor,
"Next time you wanna try something like this, you might want to remove the plumbing."
"Hey, Kid, how'd it-" Laura started as she popped from the doorway. She saw Kid banging the ground in frustration, crying about how useless he was, and Meghan starting at him like he was an alien. "Oh, well. Hey, Meggie, you should see this one kid who came. His partner is a spear and he's hitting targets blindfolded! You should see it!"
Meghan wasn't particularly interested in this, but she knew Laura would be sad if she didn't at least tag along. Though, she did feel bad about leaving Kid here.
"Wanna come, Kid?" Meghan asked holding out a hand to help him up.
"But-but, my plan!"
"Yeah yeah, it's ruined. You'll get over it and think of something new, won't you?"
Kid was dumbstruck at this. At least she was smart enough to realize that he would not relent. And a guy hitting targets while blindfolded did seem quite interesting.
"Alright, I'll go." So Meghan hoisted him up and they walked into the room just in time to see the guy miss and hit a portrait, causing it to be unsymmetrical. Which caused Kid to have a fit.
"NOO! The portrait!" Kid wailed.
It was as he screamed the door banged open with a clap of thunder in the background. In rolled Stein.
"I suddenly had the urge to come here." He looked and saw Kid on the floor wailing. He knew what this must mean. He rolled over to Kid and took out his stamp.
"Fail."
This could have been finished a few days ago, but I got caught up with my own story. Not a fanfiction... but yeah. ANYWAY. I thought this was a pretty fun chapter. I didn't write most of it, but hey.
Kisa: You wrote a pretty decent amount.
Me: Meh. I guess. Cookies to who can figure out what I wrote and what Meghan wrote. And when I say cookies, I mean Mrs. Field's and I mean box loads of them.
Kisa: Mmmm, cooookies.
Me: Please review. We're still looking for ideas, always looking for ideas. We even used some of them!
C ya l8r!