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27. Out Of The Frying Pan & Into The Fire

Kid, face red, heart light, raced to Gallow's Manor on the wings of cupid. He felt poetically happy, like Romeo and Juliet. Minus all of the killing and dieing. Kid trotted up the white staircase of the mansion and pushed in the giant door. "Liz, Patti, I'm home!" he announced, as the large solid oak object shut behind him with a large thunk yet sucking sound.

"Enter, Death The Kid." Liz deadpanned seriously, in the room just to Kid's right.

Kid slid into his living room, to see Liz and Patti in fluffy robes, smoking pipes that let out bubbles, with giant books on their laps. They sat in the large leather chairs in front of the fireplace, overthrowing Kid's symmetry, but he was more worried about the appearance of his two weapons to care.

"What are you two. . ."

"How was your date, Kid?"

Kid sucked in a very aggravated breath. He thought by avoiding Mark, that he wouldn't have to deal with any date questions. He realized now, that with Liz and Patti as weapons, that was a sad, false hope.

"It was rather nice, we saw a movie and I took her home." Kid replied finally, crossing his arms and waiting for the rest of the interrogation. He sat down on an end table topped with magazines as Patti asked:

"Did you kiss her?" the she clutched the stuffed giraffe Kid did not realize she'd had. Kid's face heated up hot and fast, and he thanked the fact that only the flickering light in the fireplace was in the room, "Um, no." he croaked nervously, "I just didn't think that the timing was right."

Liz flew off the handle at that."Shame on you, Kid! The porch kiss is the most romantic thing ever!" Kid sighed at that statement, and responded with a curt, "Well, considering the time I almost kissed her in the Palace of Versailles in Paris, France doing the tango. Your porch scenario was not romantic what-so-ever. Its going to be hard to top Paris."

"Oh yeah!" Patti chortled, they both had almost forgotten about that.

Kid yawned and stretched, "Well, I'm going to get something to eat and go to sleep."

Liz rose an eyebrow, "But its only 4:00." but then she yawned. "It must be the jetlag." Patti groaned, stretching over the arm chair. "Yeah," concluded Kid, "Let's all eat then sleep."

So the three got up and went into the kitchen, making some Mac & Cheese with eight shaped noodles.

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