Chapter 11: I've Been Food Poisoned

(Thoughts)
"Attack Names"

It's been about a month or two since I met Twilight's parents and so far our relationship has been blooming quite well. Hell, we've even moved in together! The only real issue was figuring out where to put all of my Training Weights. After about an hour of dinking around, the two of us just decided to place them in the yard. It's not like anyone else could pick them up to steal them. Right now, I'm looking around the house for my Haramaki/Bandana. I can't fucking find the thing, I had it about an hour ago but right now I can't seem to find it anywhere. "Twilight, have you seen my bandana!?" I shout up to her.

She's in the bathroom right now, probably doing her hair. I don't get a reply and I head upstairs to see if she's alright. I slowly open the bathroom door to find Twilight wearing my Bandana on her head. "Wow, I look good in this!" She states. She starts doing a few familiar poses. She picks up her toothbrush and places it in her mouth by the handle, similar to how I hold a sword in mine. She picks up a comb and a brush and holds them in her hands like swords as she starts swinging them around like they were weapons. "Santoryu: Tatsu Maki!" She says as she starts spinning on the ball her foot.

It's at this point that a large smile overtakes my face. I walk into the room and cross my arms, waiting for her to notice me. As she spins, she sees me standing there and she slips up, falling into my chest. I quickly wrap my arms around her and pull her into my chest. "What are you doing?" I ask, mirth apparent in my voice.

She starts wriggling until she gets one of her arms loose, she reaches up and pulls the bandana off of her head. "N-Nothing!" She practically shouts. Her face is a bright pink as she becomes increasingly embarrassed.

"You should wear that more often, it looks cute on you~," I say as I lean my head down to kiss her forehead.

She starts giggling and shaking her head. "Y-Your whiskers tickle! Quit it!" She starts laughing louder as she tries to get out of my hug.

"Oh, you mean like this?" I start shaking my head quickly, rubbing my whiskers over her forehead causing her laugh to increase in volume.

"S-Stop!" She cries. I quickly change my grip and pull her into a princess carry. I start walking toward our bedroom, ready to cuddle her for as long as I want.

Author's Note

Sorry for the incredibly short chapter. I wanted to post something because I haven't done anything in a while. I'm sicker than a dog thanks to some bad Thai food I ate yesterday and I figured that this would be the best time to post something. I'll hopefully be better by morning and I'll start working on a longer chapter soon.