This is War

“Priiinceeess~!” Mari called, draped lazily over an old, squishy couch. Discolored, tan, worn, and scribbled all over. The house had been so boring recently, and Mari couldn’t stand it. Even drawing various depictions of kittens over every single piece of old furniture with her new set of obnoxious and toxic smelling sharpies was starting to get old. If only just a little.

“Princess are you done taking your year long nap? I’m boooored~! Play with me!” Insisted Mari as she dabbed the cold, inky fabric of the marker’s point across her skin, forming the eyes and mouth of yet another feline.

“You say it like you’re really two years old. Can you find a time to be less annoying?  Babysitting you is a complete fucking pain in the ass! It’s no wonder why they called you the ‘Problem Child’.” Asuka called from the next room, muffled from behind the door.

Throwing the door wide open, she stomped tiredly and angrily into the room in her baggy, stained, dirty (not so) white shirt that overlapped grey boxer shorts. Her bed head was crazy. Tufts of ginger stuck up on end, as if she was a frightened animal of sorts. But Mari couldn’t say she was any better at all. She was also still in her lazy clothes too, as well as doodling on her limbs yet again with her pens. A dark grey and black tank top layered on top of one another, with worn, torn, and ripped sweat pants. She couldn’t blame herself for dressing so sloppily when their household was so… Uneventful. And lazy. Asuka had started taking naps everyday so the only person left to doodle on was herself. It was nice and all, but if it wasn’t making anyone mad, then that’s the first sign that something is definitely going wrong. And Mari just couldn’t handle doing things the wrong way for long.

“If asking someone to entertain me is acting like a two year old, then what does sleeping all day like an actual two year old make you?” Mari inquired Asuka, reaching her arms over her head and behind her so she could find her glasses. Asuka growled and lunged forward, swiping the spectacles before Mari could even lay a finger on them. Instead, Asuka held them mockingly by their face, sparing Mari a momentary smile. She clearly wasn’t that amused by Mari’s somewhat cunning comebacks.

“You think you’re so smart, throwing stupid insults. What did you even wake me up for? To call me childish? That’s something childish in itself! You’re such a goddamn hypocrite, Four-Eyes.”

Asuka scolded Mari like this often, and so she had gotten pretty used to it. At the end of the day she knew she’d be making Asuka happy or worn out one way or another, so she never really minded it. In fact, it usually got the ball rolling when Mari wanted to have a conversation. Asuka would point something out like her “stupid, dumb glasses” or the fact that her arms and legs were near covered in “child-like scrawls she called cats”. Mari would spit something back. Then the cycle would continue forever until they eventually quieted down, and Asuka ended up somewhere like Mari’s lap (or occasionally her lips, but Asuka never liked to admit she’d kiss Mari on purpose), and both of them fell asleep.

She stumbled groggily over to where Mari lay lazily on the defiled couch with a cold, condescending glare. Placing her hands firm on her hips, Asuka kicked the seat in front of her and made a snarl of annoyance as it scooted and screeched a few good inches away from Asuka and against the wall.

“Didn’t you hear a word I said earlier?” Mari defended herself as the couch slammed against the wall. “I said I’m bored! So you’re going to come right here and let me give you a surprise.”

“I can see your stupid marker! I’m not letting you get an inch closer to me while you’re holding that thing.”

Both of them stared back and forth for a while. “Princess, you’re so boring. Younever do anything fun. While Nerv’s Puppy, Lady’s Boy, and the Captain are out doing busywork, all you can think of doing is sleeping?” Shaking her head, Mari slowly lifted herself into a sitting position on the couch, criss-cross apple sauce just like kindergarten. She even now had her own puffy bedhead to match Asuka.