Legendary Volume 3 - Guilty By Design

Chapter 7

Anthony sat on the couch in the main dojo, watching the massive HoloVision set he had personally bought. It was a big investment but he personally was tired of the old fashioned that the masters had set up in the room before. He flicked through the channels, feeling rather bored. It had been a few hours since the Rogers incident and he couldn't help but think about it.

The world of Martial Arts...what did they mean by that? And why did I get so emotional over Katelyn?

Anthony stared at his fist, deep in thought, when a plate of food was placed on his lap. He looked down at the plate as the rich scent of excellent cooking flowed into his nostrils. He inhaled the smell deeply. Katelyn stood next to him with an apron on and her arms crossed.

                                        

“Well don't just sniff the food, eat it."

“Whoa, Katelyn, you two never seem to fail. All this time and I still can't get used to eating food like mother used to make." Anthony said to her.

Katelyn avoided his face and shuffled her hands nervously, “Actually...I made it special for you."

“Huh, Special?"

Katelyn nodded, still avoiding eye contact, “Yea...what you did for me earlier today and how upset you were over it...Thanks. So I put extra effort into your dish specifica-huh! Don't just start eating all unexpectedly!"

Anthony took a bite of the food and savored it.

“I'm sorry, but when you said that you made this specially for me, I got excited and wanted to taste it right away. You're right, this is better than usual. I didn't think it was possible but Katelyn, your cooking is amazing. I could eat only this forever."

“You're just flattering me, it's not that good."

“No, I really mean it," he smiled at her, “Thank you or how you say in Russian, Spasibo."

Katelyn blinked at him as she felt her face heating up. Anthony noticed almost immediately.

“Hey, you know you are kind of cute when you're acting all feminine like this."

“Huh?! What the heck do you 'acting' feminine!?"

“I mean for once you aren't being a cold grouch. You actually acting nice and blushing, looking cute. It was only a matter of time before my charm brought out the true you I suppose." He commented with a huge self satisfied grin on his face.

Multiple veins of aggravation began popping up on Katelyn's head. Bruce and the others entered the room with their dinner. There, they saw Anthony on the floor yelling in pain as Katelyn had him locked in an Anaconda Vise Grip.

“Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!"

“Ah! Everyone!" she said in shock as she tightened the grip instinctively. Anthony felt his face press against her chest and reached up agony.