Keep Your Pants On, Cupid.

KYPOC Pt.7

Well, here’s pt.7! Thanks for your support guys(: I love you all! FA SHO.

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I felt something running down the back of my head, and it hurt. Oh no, I thought. I’m dead! This is the end for me!!! I almost started crying when I heard laughter behind me.

“What the hell??” I reached behind my head and felt what I thought was blood. I bring my hand back, and I realize it’s an egg. Maria starts laughing on the floor with her face down, and laughs uncontrollably.

 “Miss Tenley, I scared you! Ha ha!” She’s clutching her side, crying. I gave her a sympathetic look, and start to laugh too.

Alma comes out from behind the door, a sheepish look on her face.

“Omigod, I’m so sorry!! I didn’t mean to hit your spot where you hit your head!! I’m terrible sorry!!!!” She ran over to me, cradling me in her arms. I giggle, and look up at her. “Alma, chill. It’s okay; it doesn’t hurt that much anymore.” She gives me a reassuring look, and pushes me off of her lap.

“Ouch! Bitch!” She laughs at me, and stands up.

“Well, I think we should start cleaning up, what do you say?”

 I look over at Alma, who’s playfully throwing flour at Maria. I smile at the sight, seeing how Maria is having a blast with us. She’s still a little girl at heart, it’s so cute. She retaliates by chucking more eggs right back, one smashing Alma in the face.

Something did feel off though…. I looked around, wondering what it was…. Wait, where was K-

“AIEEEEEEEE!!!!!” Kyle roared a war cry, and leaped over the counter with cake batter. He collided with me, sending me back to the ground with him on top of me.

Wow, he was really fit. I could feel his washboard abs against my chest, and I almost went berserk.

I stared at him in awe, slightly drooling over his amazing arms again, when I look back up to see his devilish grin.

“Oh, no! Please no!!” He grins wider at my protest, and pins me down while pouring the cake batter down my shirt. I gasp, and wriggle around.

“Ahh!!! It’s so freaking cold!!! Augh!!” He erupts in laughter, and I take the time to shove him off of me to get up and run to the fridge, opening it and searching for weapons.

My eyes graze over chocolate syrup, and I grin. I pick it up along with the whip cream and turn around slowly, looking at the group. When I start shaking the can, I flip open the top of the syrup simultaneously.

 Alma, Kyle and Maria fell silent and looked at me in fear.

“This..”

“Means…”

“WAR!!!!”

I squirt the syrup all over Kyle, who’s on the floor, and cover him in chocolatey goodness while I spray the whip cream on Alma, who squeals and starts to throw eggs at me. Maria sees what we’re doing, and takes the flour, throwing it in random directions.

The battle of the foods began, us running all over the big kitchen throwing, squirting, spraying, smearing random food of whatever we could find at each other.

 Kyle picked me up and used me as a shield as Maria and Alma pelt me with more eggs and mustard, along with mayonnaise, jelly and ranch.

 I turn my self around and rub my body all over Kyle, getting the mixture all over him. I smirked at him and he dropped me, grossed out.