He’s not very well sure why he’s annoyed by her words. It was an innocent enough question, and she was clearly a kid. Kids don’t have much of a filter. Or one at all sometimes.
He sighs subtly before continuing.
“I stole the grand witch Mabaa’s eye, and while transplanting it, my left eyebrow was singed off. When I saw my reflection, I realized this tattoo took its place. I don’t even notice it these days, though.”
A tragic story, truly. Which was probably why she had felt so engrossed in it, even it was only for a passing moment.
☼ —— “Oooo…”
The only thing that she was really able to think about was the fact that he had taken out someone else’s eye, and then his own! It was rather gross, if anything, but still fascinating. How did he even do that without dying? Did anyone help him? How much did it hurt? His short story left quite a few things unanswered.
☼ —— “I still don’t get how it doesn’t grow back though.”
Free can’t help but smirk, remembering how he actually lost his eyebrow, his chest swelling with pride as a result.
“No. Nothing like that.”
☼ —— “Nothing like that, huh?”
☼ —— “So you wax it instead or what?”
Patti’s knowledge of eyebrow perfecting was more or less handed down to her by Liz, and she was sure her older sister would’ve loved to be in her place at that current moment. Patti had never been the one to bother with makeup - though she felt inclined to wonder just what the fuck was up with this guy’s eyebrows.
Send me a “babe” for my muse’s reaction to yours groping their ass.
Kidd, alarmed by the sudden slap on his admittedly choice ass, immediately stopped what he was doing, turning to shout at Patti with a bright-red face.
”p-Patti! We talked about this!”
Hands shot behind her back as a frenzied giggle erupted without hesitation, and a cheeky smile adorned her cheeks. Patti’s face was rosy, but perhaps not so much her meister’s; she took great pride in his outbursts, particularly when she caused them.
What a weirdo, though he was as always. She grinned almost immediately and bounded over to him happily.
☼ —- “Heee, sowwy~!“ And she was, because she had missed him sorely.
“So how’s it been without me around? Have you done anything fun, or something?”
He wondered how she was doing, considering they hadn’t seen each other for a while.
☼ —- “I got ice cream a couple a’ times, but that’s it.” Ah, yes. During their entire absence from each other, all she had done was eat soft-serve vanilla with rainbow sprinkles, and mango sorbet. Definitely.
☼ —- “It wasn’t a whole lotta fun though, I got real bored, really fast~.”
Sure, she might find herself in the company of friends - perhaps even total strangers - once in a while, but none of it could have ever compared to being with Kid.
♔➡ “Dirty! Even Kidd thinks it dirty!” The oldest explained. As soon as she saw her little sister give puppy eyes, she rolled her own eyes. Here it starts.
“Play? What kind of play, huh?”
☼ —- “Hehe, Kidd thinks everything is dirty~.” Which was true enough - be there one speck of dust where there shouldn’t be, and you could expect a cry of dismay from wherever he might be.
☼ —- “Whoever finishes their side of my room first gets to name the puppy!” Maybe Liz would put in the effort if she was granted such a prize - after all, puppies were very cute and deserved only the cutest of names - even though she had already planned on letting her sister name it in the first place.
