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“Fucking hell…” Franziska muttered, dropping her pen onto her desk. The doorbell ringing downstairs echoed throughout the empty house, it was the only thing in the past two hours that could be heard above the noise of the raging storm. She really didn’t want to get it, she was steeped in work and whatever the person at the door needed was unlikely to be more important than what she was doing. Hopefully they would get the message and perish in the storm.
But no, that fucking bell kept going. With a huff she stomped downstairs, only slightly jumping out of her skin when lightning hit. She stood by the big heavy doors, hoping that the ringing would go away, but no, it continued. But now she could hear the continuous knocking as well.
She threw the door open, snapping “WHAT DO YOU WANT?!” Standing on the porch was Kay Faraday, soaking wet from the rain. She almost felt bad for her, until she noticed the big smile on her face.
“Franziska!” She held her arms, out the smile growing larger, “Come play with me!”
She slammed the door in her face.
The ringing and rapping started again immediately.
She threw the door open, with Kay pulling an exaggerated sad face.
“Franziska!” She opened her arms again, the corners of her mouth betraying her by twitching up into a smile. “Come play with me!”
She slammed the door in her face, again.
She grabbed onto the bannister of the stairs, nearly half way up, before Kay threw open the doors herself. She stopped and sighed, unable to hear whatever she was saying over the storm before turning and walking defeated back down her, that same foolish smile on her face.
“Do you need something?” It came out ruder than expected. Well no that was a lie, she expected it to be that rude, if anything it didn’t come off rude enough, but Kay’s face seemed to react negatively.
“Did you not hear me? Come play with me!” Franziska stared at her in confusion and partial annoyance, as Kay continued, “It’s the perfect weather to do something fun!” As she said that, lightning struck again, making Franziska jump, but not Kay.
“...Are you out of your goddamn mind?” Kay just laughed at her.
“Why?” She took a coyish pose, holding onto her scarf as she giggled. “You scared?”
Oh that caught her attention. She made her way closer to Kay, noses nearly touching as she towered over her. “You should NEVER imply that a Von Karma could be scared, what do you- EEK!-” Lighting struck again, as Franziska’s hands flew to muffle the embarrassing squeak before Kay noticed.
…It didn’t work.
Kay held onto her wrists, a smile on her face as she tried to pry them off, “OHHH You are!!” Franziska tried to pull away, but her grip was scarily strong. “Come on! That makes it even better! Come onnn!”
Franziska just sighed in defeat (a fake defeat used for trickery, obviously). “What do you want to do Kay?”
Her face lit up, “I can’t tell you, you just gotta follow me!” And with that, Kay stepped out of the house.
…She considered for a second closing the door and going back up stairs to finish the work laying spread out on her desk. Especially with how hard the rain was falling, and the ever present thunder that kept creeping closer. But there was something about her, about Kay, outside absolutely drenched in rain, but still running around full of energy, grinning back at her whenever she noticed her eyes were glued to her.
She looked like a fucking idiot.
…Franziska grabbed her coat and closed the door behind her. “Where are we going?” Was what she really should’ve asked before Kay had already grabbed onto her hand and dragged her part way down the street. Kay just giggled, mumbling something she couldn’t hear over another strike of lighting.
She tried not to react to the storm, she really did, but it was human nature. Though really, she should be above human nature, human nature has never stopped her before. What really unnerved her was Kay’s unwavering ability to plough through not only the terrifying lightning, but the heavy rain, especially without reaction.
“What is it that makes you so scared of the thunder?” She could finally hear Kay over the rain, and what she heard was a load of bullshit.
“I’ve told you, I’m NOT! I mean, hypothetically-” She ignored Kay’s little giggle, “It’s a loud, random, sound and a bright, random visual. Frankly, I don’t understand how you stand it.”
“I don’t know, I think the randomness makes it nice! It isn’t hurting anyone after all!”
“...Yes it is. People get struck and die. That’s something they do.”
“Same difference!” She waved her arm away, Franziska was ready to rebuff her, she really was, but Kay stopped and turned to her with a singsong voice, “We’re herre!”
She took a second to look around them and see where she let Kay blindly lead her. The thumping music from the building that was audible but muffled, and the lively chatter of the people she noticed in the window told her near immediately what was going on.
“Kay, I’m not helping you sneak into a bar.” Kay pulled into the most shocked, hurt expression she’s ever seen.
“You… Think I’m a criminal?!” …Franziska wasn’t going to correct her on that. “No, we’re here to dance!” She was really regretting leaving her house now.
“Kay. I’m not dancing in a bar with you.” That seemed to frustrate her even more, until a little unexpected smile spread across her face.
“No, no, no! We’re not dancing in there!” Kay brought her in a little closer, as she stepped back behind the building, towards a little cliff overlooking the rest of the city below. “We’ll be out here, by ourselves!” Kay put her hands down, (and Franziska did NOT try to hold on to the end) and leaned against the fence. “I mean. Only if you want to.” She added sheepishly.
She was never so thankful for the heavy rain, hopefully cooling down her burning cheeks. “...Was dragging me out to do this in thunder and lighting necessary?”
Kay just laughed, walking up to her and taking her hands once more. “Mmm… Maybe. Maybe I wanted to give you a reason to not be afraid of storms anymore.” She flashed her such a bright smile. A smile you could lose yourself in. …One she knew too well.
“...No you did this to torment me.”
Kay just giggled, “Yeah I did. But, was it worth it?” Franziska looked past her to the warm glow of the city. She listened to the music going on behind her, some hearty folk tune with drunkards badly singing along. She felt the rain on both of them, somehow not cooling both their body heat.
“Yeah. …I think it was.” Kay didn’t respond, instead smiling and twirling her around.