"AP Psychology is draining my brain."I sigh. I invited Haruhi over for studying at my mansion after many attempts to finish my review packets, but procrastination prevented me so.
"Why are you in Class A then? To be honest, your test scores are horrible."
"I know, but my parents bribed Tamaki's dad to give me Advanced Placement."I muttered through my sleeve.
"Even so, you should talk about tutoring to your parents."
"Haruhi~~~~!"
Oh god no. Standing outside my bedroom window was the troublesome three.
"What is Tamaki doing here?"
"Damn them barging into my property, I should have set up the security system. " I even went through the touble of getting ferocious maneating guard dogs.
Like always, they let themselves in. Tamaki rummaging through my closets scans for the slightest sight of feminine attire but is dismayed.
"Haruhi! Maka-chan is a bad influence for you, I forbid you from seeing her!"
"Don't yell in my house like you have authority." I retort.
"You wear such plain panties, How-"
"disappointing."
"You two get out of my drawers!"
"Why?" Hikaru asks.
Are they really asking why? Ugh, whatever. I set my AP World History book on my lap. Okay, time to study.
"Maka-chan, do you have bananas?"
They atleast settled down. The twins were playing their gameboys while they are sprawled on my bed, without even taking off their shoes. Are they really Japanese?
"There is some on the dinner table."
Tamaki leaped happily out of the room for a banana.
"Maka, do you know number six?" Haruhi asked.
"Does this like a face that has even finished the first question?" I ask, pointing to my face.
"It looks like a forever alone face." The twins say in synchronization.
"Your hairs are orange. Do you know what I do to oranges?" I reply apathetically.
Suddenly you hear Tamaki scream like a girl. He scurries back and jumps on Haruhi's lap. "I picked up an orange and it exploded blood!"
I glance at the twins.
"You know Maka-chan, we can always-"
"Get along." They suddenly wrap their arms around me.
"I think we'd get along when my milk carton tells me your brain's are no longer considered missing."
"Alright Maka, I'm off! Don't forget to water the flowers! And putting on the alarm system! And updating your status! And watching that new Ashton Kutcher movie-"
"Just shut up already! All those things you said just now aren't even related to eachother!"
"Arent you going to miss me?"
"Not really."
"What?!"
How could I miss him? Almost the entire mansion is decorated with portraits, and don't get me started on the one on the toilet sink in his bathroom. Never again.
He calmed down and after almost sentencing me to death he heads for the gate, already dressed like a stereotypical Mexican with a poncho and everything.
I sighed and waved goodbye, it was the least I could, I mean he'll be gone for a few months.
After the plane leaves, I head for a bakery post in the airport because when you're in an airport you get cravings for crap that you obviously cant get in an airport. Of course, society has its way of giving irrelevant people what they want.
"Thank you for coming, is there any thing that you want in particular."
"Giving me that ball shaped thing."
She carefully takes it out like if she dropped it I would suddenly turn all Hulk Smash on her.
"Thanks. What is it called?"
"Choux crème." She replies.
"Oh I get it, the U and the X are silent. Good call."
She giggles. "It means Cream Puff in French."
"ohhhhh…" I say. Then take a bite out of it. "Holy Hogwartz, this is delicious."
"Yes, it looks plain, but it's a favorite."
I order another one to feed my fatty needs. Nah, I'll just give it to Haruhi.
The next morning I get an international call. "Hello?"
"Maka? Have you received a package yet?"
"No…It's not even Tuesday."
He takes a deep breath. "I ordered something online, I'm supposed to receive it today."
"Don't tell me you ordered Foreign bananas again, Tamaki had a spasm after eating one."
"It's not bananas! You'll see. Listen me, when they ask for Natsu Tanimoto, say it's you."
"You smuggled the bananas to Mexico."
"Listen to me! I' m being serious here, have I ever been serious?"
"On April Fools day when you trolled everyone into thinking you were Nicolas Cage."
He sighs. "Just pretend to be me and receive the package, I promise I'll make it up to you."
I let out a defiant sigh and gave in. "Alright."
"Thank you! Now give onii-chan a ki-"
I hang up and head up to my room. My brother is an idiot to think I would pretend to be him, do I look like a twenty year old man who's cheese puffs stain act like his beard?
Whatever he was up to, I know I'll have to clean it up. No doubt about that.
The doorbell wakes me up from my dream of ponies and rainbows. Damn those bananas.
"Oh, I apologize, Master Natsu is-"
"Right here! Heheheh,"I push the maid away like it's nobody's business.
"Mistress Ma-"
"Clarice, go make me a sandwich!"
She looks at me confused and suspicious then heads for the kitchen.
"So, is my package here?"
"No doubt about it. Here ya go, sign here, your social security number, your passport, your drivers lisence, your biological origins, blemishes, hidden birthmarks-"
"I got it! I got it! What are you my ex-wife?"
I sign and grab the large crate.
"Woah, wait. Where's your purchase money?"
"Purchase money?"
"You promised to pay the full price at the door."
Brother, you are such an idiot.
"Alright, how much is it?"
"One million yen."
"What?! That's more than I have in pocket money!" Haruhi got me in the habit of carrying two hundred yen in my pocket. Crap, I'm turning into her kind.
"Please pay the full price before receiving the product."
Screw brothers. They always end up coning you.
~Thanks for reading :)