KidxLiz: Kiss"What are you girls watching?"
That's how it started.
While Death the Kid holed himself up in his office, surrounding himself with silence and a desk covered in small towers of papers and studying material meant to prepare him for his future, the future of mankind and the future of managing death itself; Liz and Patty Thompson were busying laughing hysterically downstairs.
It wasn't long before Kid proclaimed himself thirsty and journeyed to the kitchen, if he happened to catch a glimpse of what the fuss was all about, his curiosity and his 'thirst' would be satisfied.
However, as he descended the stairs his eyes were glued to the television the moment it was in view.
He didn't even come close to the kitchen, he instead stood behind the couch where the two girls sat; well at least Liz was, Patty was lying on the couch holding her sides as she laughed.
Tonight, Liz and Patty were watching a movie; Kid had obviously assumed it was some kind of comedy. But it wasn't.
Far from it.
Kid-Liz-Patty: Ticklish"KID KID KID KID KID!!!!" Patty cried out her meisters name in desperation over and over again as she ran from the kitchen, up the stairs and barged into his room.
Death the Kid was found lying on his stomach, perfectly in the middle of the bed staring at the TV that was recently installed in his room. Liz was found sitting on the floor leaning against the bed, reading a magazine.
Kid turned his head to look upon Patty and the stuffed giraffe in her grasp in mild amusement.
"Patty saying my name once is suffice, now what is it?"
"I just remembered! There's a new cartoon on and I just gotta watch it!" Patty pointed at the TV as she explained her logical explanation for nearly breaking down the door.
"Patty, it's my turn for the television and we're watching a movie, cartoons can wait" with that, Kid turn his attention back to the screen.
Patty whined as she hopped over to him, her knees barely touching the bed, gently looming over him as she begged, "Come on Kid! Please?!"
He just shook