"God damn it, Kaito! Gimme back my fucking ice cream!" Glasses cursed violently, chasing the thief – in more ways than one – around her living room.
Kaito laughed, easily side-stepping her cat, Sherbert.
Glasses did not.
"MEOW!"
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Sorry, Sherby! Get out of my way! Ice cream is at stake, here!"
"As if you can catch me!" Kaito mocked her.
"Argh!" Frustrated, Glasses reached over to the table, snatching her pink, plastic spray bottle. Normally, she only sprays water at Sherbert for whenever he was getting annoying, but in this case...
Grinning evilly with a devious gleam in her eyes, she aimed and fired before Kaito could dodge.
"Ack! Cold!" Kaito shuddered. "No fair! You can't – "
"Children..." An exasperated, mildly chastising voice called from the kitchen entrance, and they looked at Shinichi with identical looks of wide-eyed innocence.
"Yes, mother?" Glasses had the gall to chirp. Shinichi gave her a dry look.
"Behave. Before Glasses-san's tousan wakes up and demands to know why there are two strange boys in the house. At night."
The two blinked, silently going 'oh'. They hadn't realized that.
They glanced at each other sheepishly.
"...I still want my ice cream back!" Glasses whined, looking pathetic and hurt.
Shinichi sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Kaito. Get your own."
"Aw..."
Before Glasses could cackle victoriously, Shinichi also said;
"And Glasses-san, stop taunting him with your ice cream – especially chocolate ice cream. That's just asking for trouble."
"Yeah!" Kaito agreed, and Glasses pouted sullenly.
"But it's fun!" She complained.
"I don't care." Shinichi said, blandly, sighing.
Why do I have to deal with these troublesome guys for? He wondered. One Kaito was enough. Now there's a female Kaito. A more brash and lazy Kaito, but still...