Liz had her arms crossed and her foot was tapping in an angry manner. “I have one question and you must answer it truthfully…”
The eldest leaned untoward her sister. “Did you steal my makeup to draw with it again?”
A finger went to her lips as she pondered the question, though the quick smudge of what was apparently warm lipstick answered her thoughts immediately.
Yes, she had stolen it. Yes, she had been drawing it with. But the remnants of half-washed off eyeliner swirls and the violent expanse of red eyeshadow that went off her brows made it clear that she had been drawing on a different platform than usual.
She grinned widely and shrugged, a slightly nervous but still joyous laugh easing it’s way through her throat. "Heh, maybe!“
[Text:] Send to: Unknown number. [Text:] I lost my favorite skirt [Text:] omg send help immediately this is a crisis [Text:] do you think this is some sort of jOKE
[TO:] Maka Flocka [Text:] hahaa, kinda, it's just a skirt [Text:] you almost sound like liz!! [Text:] maybe soul stole it, lol~
Even though he should’ve expected it, the reaper fell to the floor as the hyperactive blonde jumped at him. The reaper only let out a quick “Woah!” as he fell. Luckily the fall wasn’t that bad and he hugged the weapon back.
“Yes, but I think you missed me more, judging by your excitement.”
Of course, the hug may have been more satisfactory, had he squeezed her to a near pulp. The only way to remedy her lack of broken bones was to break his!
Not really. She just gave an extra little pinch and laughed as she dragged him back to his feet with her.
☼ —— “Hah, but you’re excited too! I can always tell - even if you don’t show it the same as I do~!”
”..You only ate ice cream? Nothing else?.. Huh, sounds just like you, Patty.”
The symmetry-obsessed reaper chuckled, smiling at her. “Well, to be honest, I was bored as well. After all, having only Liz with me isn’t as fun as the both of you tagging along. It just doesn’t feel right…not just because it’s asymmetrical.”
It doesn’t take much to make the blonde happy; that much was true, and it showed when she tackled her meister in one of her legendary death-grip hugs. Of course, there had been no warning of her attack other than a little grunt as she sprung off of the ground, and it had been rather sudden.
Though, he should have expected such a thing - it was purely his fault if they toppled over.