Nirvana: Live in Aberdeen

Chapter 21

(what's 9+10?)
(Krists POV)

I was making eggs and coffee when Britt came out of our room.
"Good morning" I said cheerily.
"Good morning sweetie" she replied, still half asleep.
"Want some eggs?" I asked. She was in the middle of saying yes when she saw the cab.
"Krist, what is that?"
"a new cab I bought at Appleton's. $320!"
"You went to Appleton's? That must have taken all day!" She said sweetly. At the time, I didn't realise what she was doing, but in hindsight I should have said "no, honey it only took a couple hours!" What I did say was "yeah." I realised what I had done as I saw a look of contempt come over her face.
"I'll kill him!" She yelled and ran towards the door. I have longer legs, so I got there first. I bolted across the hall, opened Kurt and Chad's apartment, closed the door, and leaned on it. Unfortunately, I left my keys on the counter, so I had to hold the door closed.
"Kurt! Chad! Wake up!" I yelled over the sounds of Britt attacking the door. A half dressed Chad and a Kurt with airplane pajamas came out, looking very unhappy with the fact that they were awake at nine in the morning. They straightened up a little when they saw me holding the door closed.
"Krist is someone after you?" Chad asked while Kurt ran and grabbed a kitchen knife.
"No, but Britt found out we didn't write any songs." I said. Kurt put the knife on the table and picked up a chair, holding it like a lion tamer.
"let her in." He said, taking the string out of his pajama bottoms to use as a whip. I opened the door, and Britt charged right at Kurt.
"STOP!" Kurt yelled.
This approach was not perfect, and soon his chair was thrown aside, his string was doing very little to deter the mass of anger known as my girlfriend. She had him by the front of his shirt and said
"No songs? That's okay. I'll just call Geffen and say you were busy buying guitars, and tell him to wait a few more days! You have until Friday to write a song. A good one too! Understand?"
Kurt had been smiling the whole time. He made an a-ok sign with his fingers and cracked his string.
"you guys want eggs?" I asked Kurt and Chad.
"okay, thanks Krist!" Chad said.
Kurt was focusing on cracking his string again, but made a thumbs up. Britt shook her head, and left, me and the boys in tow.