After the air horn incident it really did turn into a war of sorts. One that lasted three whole days. Honestly I was exhausted.
I put glitter bombs in his closet. (He's still getting it out of his clothes) He took all the towels from my bathroom.
I covered his entire room's floor in sticky paper. He replaced all the sugar with salt.
I taped him to his bed while he was sleeping. He covered my bed with cat beanie babies (and I honestly don't even want to know where he got so many).
I put Saran Wrap in all the doorways. He did something to my iPod that made all the apps shortcuts to pictures of cats.
I filled his shampoo bottle with corn syrup. He turned everything in my room in the opposite direction (I'm still running into things).
I filled his room entirely with balloons. He put confetti on my ceiling fan so that it would go all over my room when I turned it on (jokes on him I know where the hand held vacuum is).
I filled his shoes with liquid detergent. He put itching powder in my pillowcases.
I groaned quietly and slouched down onto the couch. Sebastian sat down next to me with a relieved sigh. He held out his hand to me, "Truce?"
I took his hand with a yawn, "Yeah what the fuck ever".
"Language," he mumbled tiredly as he leaned back against the couch.
"Shove a dick in it, Sebastian," I murmur as I lean back myself. I close my eyes. A nap couldn't hurt.
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Worst in Me//SebaCiel AU
Fanfiction"I sold my soul for a hash brown in freshman year". Highest Ranking: 76 in Sebaciel -Art isn't Mine -Black Butler isn't mine