-------Kai's POV-------
Today is the day Yori is released from prison! Oops... I mean the hospital. Well since he forced me to, I had to go buy him a giant stuffed animal, and I also got myself something.
When I got to the hospital, I had to step over this giant mud puddle after I got out of my car, but instead the puddle took my shoe. So I ended up walking into the hospital with one shoe on.
Upon entering the building, I received glances of concern as they saw that I only had one shoe on. I thought it would be a good idea to play punk or whatever, so whenever someone looked at me I scowled and glared. The people that were looking at me quickly turned their heads.
I walked up to the register office thingy and told them my name and who I was here to visit/take home. The register lady pointed in the direction where I needed to go, so I grabbed the bag I brought with me and headed in the direction where she pointed to.
My shoe smacked against the floor as I walked down the hall to Yori's room, and I got more concerned glances. "It's okay folks, I was just attacked while coming to visit my friend. No big deal," I reassured the people that stared at me. They all looked even more concerned and when one lady was going to say something I ran past her and swung open Yori's door to his room.
"I'm baaack!" I shouted. "Wow, way to make an entrance. That was amazing, especially when you slammed the door open making a bomb sound," Yori sarcastically muttered from his hospital bed. I walked over to him and started to ruffle his hair making it messy. "Oh come on. I know you missed me." Yori looked at me and then at my feet. "Where's your shoe?" he asked. I laughed, "the giant mud puddle by my car demanded a sacrifice."
After Yori continued to yell at me we talked about how boring it was in this hospital, and then I suddenly remember the stuffed animal that was in my bag. "Oh! Yori, I forgot to give you the giant stuffed animal you wanted. Here," I said reaching in my bag then pulling out a giant cat stuffed animal. "Yay! Kitty!" Yori finally said smiling for once as he grabbed the cat I held onto. "What else do you have in there?" Yori peeked into my bag. "Oh nonono wait!" I screeched trying to close the bag. Yori looked puzzled when he looked in my bag and screamed, "What is that THING in your backpack?!" I grinned, "It's my new pet dragon." "Dragons aren't real!" Yori declared. "Then why is there one in my backpack?" I asked him. "I-I who the fucken heck knows!" Yori announced throwing his arms in the air. I just smirked to his reaction.
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"Finally we're home!" Yori yelled exhausted as he fell down on the couch. I walked over to him and sat down. Then I started to attack him with a pillow. "HEY YOU'RE GOING TO PUT ME BACK IN THE HOSPITAL AGAIN! STOOOP!" Yori screeched as I hit him. No matter how much he pleaded I didn't stop, until he mentioned food. "Hey! If you stop I'll make you a cake," he proposed. "Wait, cake! Yay! Go make it now my slave," I ordered him." Yori stood up and then kicked me, "I am not your slave! If anybody's going to be a slave it's you. Since your the one that got me hurt."
While Yori scolded me, I looked at the kitchen waiting to get my cake. "Hey! Look at me while I speak to you," Yori scolded again. I sighed, "Okay, I won't do it anymore. Can you just go make me some cake now?" To my respond he walked into the kitchen mumbling to himself and started to take out all of the materials that were needed.
Since I had nothing else to do I turned on the TV to watch the news. It was all about the guy that me and Yori murdered a few days ago.
(SLANTED IS TV SPEAKING)
"A few days ago there was a man found dead in a hotel room. He was the seventh richest person in the world," a news reporter stated. "The cops are still trying to find the culprit, but there were no signs from the murder of who could have killed him. Back to you Steve."
The camera moved to some random guy and he talked about the same exact thing. "Hey Yori, come here," I waved him over from the kitchen. "What now?" he grumbled as he walked over to me. I pointed to the TV saying, "Look! They have no idea who killed him." Yori rolled his eyes and walked away. "Maybe I should turn you into the cops then you'd be out of my life." I walked over to him and started to mess up his hair, "Oh come on. You wouldn't even be able to stand one week without me, and you know that." Yori just grunted in response.
-------Time Skip///Cake is done-------
I sat at the table squirming around like a child while waiting for Yori to bring me the cake. Suddenly a giant cake plopped down in front of me. I grabbed my fork and started tearing into it. 'This tastes so good!' I thought as I stuffed some more in my mouth.
It had only been two minutes and a half and I was almost finished eating the cake. "Holy shit dude, chill!" Yori stared at me disgusted. "How can you even eat that whole thing by yourself? Meanwhile I can never finish one slice of cake." I laughed as I vigorously finished the last of the cake. "Yes! New record, and only in five minutes," I exclaimed proudly. Yori looked at me disgusted as he ran to the toilet with his hand covering his mouth.
Despite eating the whole cake I was still hungry. "Yori! Can you make me some more food?" I called out. All I heard was a angry grunt, and then Yori walked out. "You just ate a whole cake in five minutes! How could you possibly want more to eat? And how do you not even get fat?" he grumbled. "Maybe I was just blessed?" I smirked in respond.
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I woke up to cold wind blowing in my face and a pitch black sky. It was the middle of the night. "Dammit! I left the window open," I shivered. Slowly, I walked over to the living room window and shut it. I looked around the dark room and saw some whiskey lying on the side table next to the couch. In a flash, memories of me getting wasted last night rushed into my head. Memories of me prank calling some random people, me ordering pizza and then telling the delivery guy I would shoot him if he didn't give me the pizza, and the most scariest thing was that Yori also got wasted with me too! He never drank, but for some reason last night he did.
I looked around the room and saw he was snuggled up next to the trash can holding it. For some odd reason I couldn't remember everything from last night though. Maybe it will just be a mystery why he was drinking. I probably will never know.
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The Two Idiot Assassins
ComédieThis book contains some swearing/// This book is about two best friends... Read to find out more.///The pictures in this book are not mine.