Looseleaf
CXXXI. Mello
"Oh, Melly-jelly~!" Matt yelled, bursting into the room. He smiled evilly, stalking towards the blond.
Mello, who was innocently perched on the windowsill, looked up. "Yeah?" Then, he added irately, "Don't call me that."
Matt only grinned wider, placing his hands on either side of the sill and leaning in, trapping the chocoholic in place. "So I checked out the Urban Dictionary this morning."
"Okay," Mello drawled, seeming uninterested. He took a bite out of his chocolate bar, raising an eyebrow.
Matt, who couldn't take it anymore, blurted, "Did you know that 'Mello' means a guy with a lisp?"
"A l-lisp...?" Mello said, confused.
"You're an RA who people stalk to the point of obsession!"
"What? Now you're just not making any sense."
"You're an annoying lazy eye!"
"Matt-"
"Your name is short for 'mellophone!'" At this point, Matt was yelling, pointing furiously at his companion.
Mello blinked once, twice. "Mellophone?" He chuckled. "Matt, you're not very good at this kind of thing, are you?"
Matt hung his head in defeat. "No," he said unhappily.
Mello took pity on the redhead's sad-puppy-face. "D'you wanna go take a bubble bath together?"
"Yeah."