Living With The 2p!F.A.C.E

Chapter 4

"Kid, stop."

"..."

"Kid, seriously stop."

"..."

"Kid, fucking stop. Please. That's terrifying." Allen now is telling me to stop drawing because why? I am drawing him and his first player cuddling and sleeping on a couch, adorably.

"Done!" I speak proudly as I held up my drawing in the air, high enough to make Matt choked on his pancakes, Oliver stopped making his cupcake to complement what just he had seen and Francois holding his laughter while having some drinks in his hand.

"Kid... Why??" Allen face-palmed in embarrassment as Matt thumbs up to me with Francois who is dying in laughter. Oliver.. He may or not just destroyed his own cupcake in his hands.

"I SHIP IT. HARD!!" I yelled so proudly that I found a a stick on the ground and then make the stick glued up to the edge of the paper to make it looks like a flag. I waved it proudly while singing. "HATTAFUTE PARADE, MOTHERFUCKER."

I waved it harder than it is while Francois just couldn't stop laughing that Oliver may or not just put the destroyed cupcake in his mouth to make him shut up as Matt was now the one laughing so giggly that I thought he is high and then suddenly, Oliver joined in the laugh which made Allen more embarrassed than before.

After all of that commotion, Allen told me to fuck off, Matt telling me that I am a comedy gold, Francois handing me a drink to congratulate me for embarrassing that American boy but then I reminded him that I am twelve and then he completely losy his shit at how he doesn't know that and Oliver giving me a nicely baked cupcake for drawing that nice picture that is so nice, he wanted a copy of it.

So I gave him a copy of it as he squeals like girl he is and hugged it tightly like a fangirl that just found her favorite doujinshi in the internet.

I leave him be himself and search up for my pocky stash in my bag and took out one of the box and went back downstairs because my bag is apparently in Oliver's room because I sleep with him for the time being.

Everyone was doing their normal thing in the living room, Oliver baking cupcake with human organs, Matt and Allen arguing like the brother they are and Francois who has passed out on the couch.

Everything is normal as ever, so I go sit on the kitchen stool with the smell of blood in the air. I didn't really mind as I am used to them but then I smell something different, bleach and some poison? Okay, the 'safety first' term now is needed.

I tried ignored the terrible smell and eat my pocky, silently. Key word: Tried, I actually for the first time, wanted to throw up by the smell of Oliver's cupcake as I ran quickly to the living room and I felt that my face is now green like some dried grass.

"You.. Okay, kid?" Matt asked me as he stopped giving Allen attentions that is now on me.

"Oliver. Bleach. Smell. Cupcake." As I said that four words, Matt eyes widen. I, then started to feel more sick than before and put one of my hand on my mouth trying not throw up.

"Oh my god. Its the first time she smell the horror of Oliver's cupcake. Here, kid." Matt then grab me and then put me on his lap. He then massaged my stomach gently as the feeling of grossed out, drained from my stomach.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh. Thank you, Matt. Without you the smell would consume me and rip me apart." I said dramatically but in relief.

"No problem, kid. I used to do this with Kumajiro when he smells Oliver's cupcake but now he's used to it." He smiled at me.

"Eww, the pedophilia in this is really strong." Allen decided to ruined the moment with his rude statement. Matt then glared at his little brother.

"Allen. I am an immortal not a human so the age may not matter because I suppose to be eighteen by now."

"Wait, I thought you are twelve?"

"Biologically, yes. But I'm immortal-ly eighteen."

"How is that making sense?"

"Because I used to lived in another universe but I died there as a human and woken up in another universe, which is here." I explained.

"Kid, you really need to stop fucking with our mind but I believed you."

"Yeeee."

"Kid... How did you die?" Matt asked.

"I.. Uhm, not really remember the cause of it but I remembered seeing myself jumping off a building in one vision."

"Shit, kid. Must be rough for you."

"Uh-huh. But I'm used to it, now."

"Hey, kid," I'm starting to think that my new nickname is, 'kid' "Wanna go to the store tomorrow?" Allen asked.

"Why not? Its been forever since I visited the store and I'm really low on my pocky stash and my candies has mysteriously gone missing since yesterday."

"You know, kid. You really are getting into the stages of getting diarrhea."

"I know but we, immortal. Can't get stuff like that because we either born with it or cure it ourselves."

"Wait, since when did you have pocky stash?"

"Since I was seven or something."

"Kid, we question your sanity as a child but don't worry, we don't judge." Both of them said in union and in the sarcastic manner.

"Wow, thanks. I'm flattered." I played along with their manners. Then, suddenly get interupted by a pretty feminine voice.

"Dinner is ready!~" Oliver sang through the kitchen in a joyful tone.

"I might have developed a fear of entering the kitchen." I said in the matter of fact.

"Its gonna be okay, kid. I think the smell is gone now." Matt said and Allen nodded in agreement while sniffing the air just to confirmed Matt's sentence.

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So we all had dinner and stuff and then suddenly, Francois yelled.

"Slumber party!!"

"No!" Oliver disagreed.

"Yes!" Matt, Allen and Francois said at the same time. I was just there, sitting between them who is now debating whether do we want slumber party or nah. Oliver, of course, disagree because there would be alcohol and every type of explicit things in there but being the mature men they are, agrees at this type of thing.

"Azria?" Oliver asked me with a pleading eyes, hoping that I would say no but heck no I would disagree on slumber party. So..

"I.. Agree with them."