A/N: Again, on with Kid, Liz and Patti. Because I love them.
"I'M A FAILURE! I'M TRASH!!! I'M NOT SYMMETRICAL!!! KILL ME NOW!!!!"
Liz and Patty simply stared again. Liz rolled her eyes. Not. Here. Not. Now. Why? Of all things to point out, that random guy picked those three dreaded stripes on their meister's hair. Patty laughed.
Now Kid wants to die. Again.
"I'm NOT symmetrical! HOW CAN GOD BESTOW SUCH HORRIBLE FATE ON SOMEONE WHO LOVES SYMMETRY THIS MUCH?!?"
This is getting tiring.
"Kid, it's okay! Look, your rings are symmetrical! Your clothes are symmetrical!" Liz said, kneeling down to the kid's level, wiping his tears with a tissue and patting him on the head.
"BUT MY HAIIIIIIR~"
"You have the most symmetrical features in the whole world!" Liz encouraged, adding sparkles to her aura.
Patty backed her sister up. The younger, happier, friendlier sister said her motivational speech. "So get your ass in shape, motherfucker!"
Kid looked at both of them, crying. "Y-You.. still.. love me??? Even if I am blasphemy to symmetry? Even if I am asymmetrical? Even if I am trash? Even if sometimes I forget to fold the tissue paper? Even if sometimes I don't cut your hair properly into symmetry? Even if-"
"OF COURSE WE STILL LOVE YOU!!!"
"DAMNED RIGHT, SHITFACE!!!"
Kid wailed and hugged his girls to him, as if the Kishin will wake within five seconds and the first on the kill-list was them.
"THANK YOU!!! Liz, Patty!!!"
The sisters only laughed at him, and then he started saying 'I love you' repeatedly, and he started promising them the date for their next shopping trip - and for that, Liz and Patty actually thought they were grateful of those three white stripes on this kid's hair.
Because that makes him love them, and vice versa.
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