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Had Yuki fathomed how horrible his day would have begun when he answered the door, he would have kept watching television. But no, he answered the door. He just had to answer the ******** door. He had locked gaze with Vittoria, emerald eyes going wide in his shock. He barely had time to draw in a startled breath, let alone brace himself for impact. This left Vittoria to knock him full off his feet, falling backward to land hard and flat out on the hardwood floor. If not for his neutral mood quickly going from bad to worse, he might have been pleased to realize that there was now a woman lying on top of him. Yuki, however, only groaned as he tried to regain his senses. It was a miracle that they somehow avoided landing on some part of Tut.

Elsewhere, namely the kitchen, Sphinx had been preparing a bottle for Amon. The infant was held in the crook of one arm, as the other was busy at work mixing the baby's breakfast via shaking. He only stared when Inu walked in, somewhat confused by her sudden arrival. Hitsu hadn't mentioned that they'd expected visitors this morning. Yuki's shouting, apparently, had been completely tuned out. That is, since he hadn't heard that D word that would have given him reason to worry.

"So, is it normal for you to walk into someone else's house and rummage through their fridge?" Sphinx questioned, cocking a brow. Amon gave a small whine, and gained Sphinx's attention long enough to be given his bottle. Sphinx looked up again, this time to the doorway. "You're all here? Ever heard of giving some forewarning? Everyone else is still sleeping, for the love of-" The love of what exactly seemed suddenly unimportant, as Sphinx nearly jumped a foot and scrambled backward closer to the counter. Lucky for the lot of them that nothing large and potentially painful had come into the kitchen, not that being blown into dust was much less worrisome.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?" Sphinx roared, glaring at the massive hole in the wall. Yeah, everyone else had been sleeping, and he was convinced that somehow he was going to get yelled at for this. Though, he seemed to know better than to go out in search of the cause, with Amon at least. With this thought, he quickly moved toward Inu and practically shoved the baby into her arms. Strangely enough, he seemed more intent on eating than caring about the loud noises. Adjusted already? Who could know. "Hold this." He instructed, before shoving past Vash and Neko to figure out just what chaos was erupting in the hallway to cause this destruction.

All of the shouting on Yuki's part had awakened Hitsu long ago, and she'd nearly went downstairs to investigate. Had she not faintly heard the voices of others, she probably would have arrived in her pajamas, but had been franticly been trying to find something wear. Finally, she'd dashed out of her room and down the stairs, only to nearly trip up on the third as part of the wall exploded. She gave a yelp, panicked, and quickly leapt the remaining stairs and rushed toward Phibrizzo. "What's happening!? Whatever it is, stop destroying my house with it!" She pleaded, eyes going wide as he fought with the dismembered arm for the possession it held.

Hoping, but doubting, that she'd be acknowledge and obeyed, Hitsu turned her attention to the next closest person. Sphinx. "What's going on down here!? Where's Amon!?" She shouted, looking in all directions. Once she caught sight of Yuki lying on the floor, let alone the unfamiliar cat-man in the entry way, she went rather pale in the face and rushed toward the door.

Sphinx only growled, given no time to answer. Though, a moment later he'd caught sight of Phibrizzo... And the scepter. "It was you!" He barked, reaching out in an attempt to snatch the trinket from his grasp, without much notice of the mummified arm that was also attached.

Somewhere down the hall, there were muffled bumps, crashes and what sounded a lot like fingernails desperately clawing against the surface of something. "NO! NONO! GET AWAY FROM ME WITH THAT BLOODY THING! AHHH!"

Death would have been a nicer outcome, but since when had fate been kind?

Vittoria lay in a groaning heap on top of another groaning heap, perhaps more dead than she felt presently. It was as though her brain had been jolted somewhere near her pancreas, unleashing a hellish vertigo over her senses. Even more troubling was her inability to catch her breath, and as if to accompany the rollicking good fun her migraine was tearing through her skull, her legs were aflame with a glacial burn.

She groaned again. Groaning felt good. Moving felt bad. No move, Vittoria, no move. Good girl.

“Vittoria!”

Yelling bad. She groaned to put the good and bad into some sort of twisted equilibrium. Yes. That felt better.

“Vittoria, are you alright?” The voice was gentler now, sounding like a cat’s purr. “Can you get up? Shall I help?”

Her finger twisted, head lolling from side to side – she’d be okay. This squishy, somewhat finely boned carpet had broken her fall. Yes. She grabbed a fistful of it and made to push herself up.

Since when did flooring have a heartbeat? It pitter-pattered beneath her knuckles – last time she heard of something like that was in A Tell-Tale Heart and that had been –

Oh God. Oh God, no.

Realization broke cold and wet over her head. She shot up in a wild flurry, all elbows and knees, migraine screaming across her skull like a banshee at the sudden movement. She dropped down again, only to gain control over her stomach, which had hitchhiked somewhere into her throat.

“Not so fast, Dear Heart! Be still a moment. Here, let me help you.”

Vittoria shook her head and managed to rasp back in reply, “If I move, I’m going to barf, and I think h-he’s been through enough already w-without” – she paused to huff and swallow deeply, fear and sickness roiling in her belly – “me s-showing him what I had for breakfast.”

“Yes, but if you don’t move we’ll have to resort to using a spatula to peel him off the floor…” Baron’s ears flickered upward at the sound of Hitsu’s voice, and by her timbre he stood up in one swift motion; he had a dreadful feeling she was the lady of the house, and he tried to play off the severity of the situation with a calm smile.

“Ah…my good woman, there has been a sort of an…accident if you will” – he purposely stood before the mess that was the Vittoria-Yuki sandwich – “I offer my sincerest apology, but…ah, it seems we’re in dire need of ice.”

“…huh-And Aspirin…”

“Yes, and Aspirin. Ah…and maybe the paramedics?”

The blasts from Tut’s scepter made Baron’s hand raise only to press to his head. He didn’t know which to do: stay at Vittoria’s side or put Humpty Dumpty back together again. The only thing he was grateful for was his caretaker’s disorientation; if she fully realized the position she was in (literally)…

The elegant cat-man’s whiskers twitched, and he shot a worried glance over his shoulder.

“Hey! Hey! You stop that now! I command you!” Tut couldn’t believe the disobedience of his subjects in this day and age. Did they not know their rightful place? That he was their god and they were his servants? Ridiculous! As pharaoh he could, no would make them fall to their knees in praise! His fingers clenched tightly around the scepter’s neck as Phibrizzo tried to pry them free.

“I would like my arm and scepter back! Do not make me banish you to the underworld – Ammut would only be too happy to devour you into nonexistence!” he threatened loudly, shooting side glares from where he was currently…er, situated. All at once Tut’s body parts began to twitch and wriggle, one gaining enough momentum to kick the wall. He let out a triumphant cry at this and let out a slur of warnings, wiggling the toes of his left foot thinking he was waving an arm instead, and in a foreboding manner at that.

When the Scepter of Was changed handlers, it vibrated indignantly. One does not SNATCH the Scepter of Was! The eyes carved into its head glowed belligerently at Sphinx, and Tut felt it. He strained his eyes as hard as he could to see who now held it (luckily his eyes didn’t pop out to accompany his legs at the near wall). He vaguely saw a collar, not unlike one from ancient times, and a face that looked at least distantly familiar – it as below pharaoh to remember the faces of commoners! - he put two and two together and got something around five.

“Ah! I see that my cry for assistance has finally paid off. Servant! Oh, loyal servant! Return my scepter at once!”

The scepter tilted slightly, blasting a hole in the floor, only this time it was a tiny CD sized portal that opened up, spewing violet and green plumes of smoke and howlings from the Underworld.

“Heehee…oops.”

[Amon is in the kitchen, actually. Inu has him. XD And the eyes doing the blasting are on the scepter in one of Tut's hands. *nod*]

[I will say, Inu, that you are free to decide when 2D is to be dragged back out again. I also thought that indigo would be a more fitting color for his text, so... I changed it in the previous posts. XD]

Hitsu was franticly looking around, she'd heard so much shouting from Yuki while upstairs that she was positive that she would have come down to see Dynast out of his 'room' again and causing havoc. Baron's mentioning of an accident seemed only to make her pale even more, if it were possible, and she momentarily struggled to try and look past the feline in order to see just who had been involved. "Is he out again!? Did he hurt anyone!? What's happened!?" She went on, completely missing Baron's requests for ice and painkillers. Of course, hearing a request for paramedics probably would have sent her toward a breakdown anyway.

"Just get the damn ice!" Yuki finally groaned, loudly. He would have shouted, but his pounding head kept him from doing so. Lucky for him, though, that side effect of the fall would fade in little more than a few minutes. His senses weren't so fuzzy now, and he brought a hand to his head. "What the hell happened?" He groaned, using his other arm to prop up his torso with one elbow. It wasn't until he finally looked down for what was causing the added weight that he remembered. Likely, anyone else would have snapped at Vittoria for crashing into them, Yuki seemed more intent to stare. Yeah, that realization of a woman lying on top of him was finally going to click. He cocked a brow, a smirk tugging at one side of his lips. "Hey there, you meet guys like this very often? Gives all new meaning to 'knock them off their feet,' don'cha think?" Offer her help up? What the hell for?

Hitsu's panic had died down a little when she'd heard Yuki speaking up, assured that he wasn't lying unconscious and broken on the floor. She'd turned quickly to obey their requests for ice, but she quickly went tense again when she turned to investigate the sound of something bumping into the wall nearest her. A leg!? She stared at it for several moments, watching it wriggle around like it had a mind of it's own. Hitsu's ears had picked up on Tut's threats and demands, and she quickly seemed to determine that while people weren't normally supposed to fall apart... This one wasn't suffering because of it. Of course, this did little to keep from startling her when she nearly tripped over his head in trying to head back toward the kitchen, nor did it keep her from giving another startled yelp when she heard the second blast from the scepter. "What is that thing!? Sphinx!" She shouted, not taking the time to stick around and wait to see just what had appeared in her floor, let alone give Sphinx time to defend himself.

Casting a glare over his shoulder, Sphinx had opened his mouth to snap back but quickly closed it again when Hitsu vanished beyond the door. He contemplated shouting anyway, since he knew he'd be heard even without the massive hole in the wall. However, he instead turned his attention to the scepter in hand, thereafter the portal that it had just opened in the floor. The sounds coming from it sent chills up his spine, and he jerked his head toward the... Head spewing all of those threats and demands. "What did it just do!?" He barked, "How do I make it stop!?" Giving no time for an answer, Sphinx thrust the head of the scepter out at his arm's length, aiming toward the floor. Hoping that, just maybe, it would do... Something.

Sensing Poke’s discomfort to his closeness, Neko backed away a little to give her some space. “No need to be so tense, I don’t bite.” Opting to turn back toward the others to see what was going on and give Poke a little more room, he only managed to have his attention caught by Yuki and Vittoria. They still lay in a crumpled heap on the floor and Yuki…did he just use a pick up line? And a horrible one at that, he would have had better luck picking up a drunk ape with that line than a sober woman, for the love of god! Watching intently as the girl reacted to Yuki’s “pick up line”; Neko was only a little surprised to see her go into panic mode.

Moving in a little closer, Neko knelt down and offered her a hand to help her up from her current situation since everyone else seemed a little busy at the moment over something. Neko hadn’t bother to see what. “Here, let me help you up.” He reached around her back to place a hand on her shoulder to stabilize her a bit more if she choose to let him help her.

Vash smirked when Poke replied to Neko in such a formal manner. That’s right! Denied! Just like the rest of us. When she turned her attention to him, however, his eyes light up and the inner Vash was doing a victory dance…of some sort. But when her question finally sunk in he blinked a few times and thought. Green….bunny? Bunny? She had a bunny? And…it was green? He started to say something but in the end his over excitement to her asking him a question faded when he couldn’t answer it. “No….no I hav…hey there.” In the middle of his reply Poke had whipped him around like a rag doll to use as a shield in response to the second blast from the scepter. All in all, Vash didn’t mind.

Hearing a second blast shortly after Sphinx left, Inu sat in the kitchen calmly wondering what he had done. Placing the now half empty bottle aside, Inu lifted the baby up and placed him by her shoulder as she stood up. Rubbing his back she meandered over to the kitchen doorway to have a peek at what was go on but was cut off as Hitsu came running into the kitchen in a hurry. Stepping out of the way just in time, Inu peeked around the corner of the door real quick and caught sight of the now growing, howling hole in the floor. Turning back to the kitchen, practically unfazed by it all, she walked back over to the chair she had been in before and went back to feeding the baby. “They can just take care of that on their own.” She told him with a smile.

Sphinx's eyes grew wide as his attempt at stopping the shrieking hole in the floor failed horribly, he gave a yelp, taking a several very shaky steps backward in order to avoid falling in. He'd not quite heard everything that the mummy boy had been spewing, but the name 'Set' had come in loud and clear. Once he'd managed to press his back against the nearest wall, all he managed to do was stare at the portal. He not only held the scepter still, he didn't dare move. Nearly being killed by Set once in his lifetime was more than enough, thanks! The thought of falling straight into the underworld this time, without his weapon especially, didn't bode well at all!

Aww, how cute. She was so taken by his charm that she couldn't speak properly. Well, that's certainly what Yuki thought. "Hey, hey. Don't worry about it. Can't hurt me, I'm just fine now." He stated, offering a smirk. "But you... Are you alright?" He questioned, raising himself further with one arm bracing himself against the floor. "You didn't break anythi-...?" Suddenly, Yuki glared up to find someone else moving in on his claim. To Nekomatta, he took no hesitation to defend the girl he knew he saw first. "Hey! Back off, pretty boy!" He demanded, wrapping one arm around the no-doubt petrified young woman's shoulders in an attempt to keep Neko from tugging her away. "Go leech off of someone else or something. Shoo." He grumbled. Yeah, Poke's shoutings to get out of the way seemed ignored. He was either half deaf, stupid, or just careless. Or a mixture of the three. Thankfully, the portal hadn't reached far enough for their safety to matter much. Yet.

When Hitsu had made a brief visit to the kitchen, it was clear that she had her mind set on other things. Despite not hearing Baron's request for Aspirin, Hitsu seemed set on bringing that out as well. A glass of water for the poor girl, and she grabbed for a bottle of pills on the counter. No. Wait. Bad. Those were pills for 2D. She tossed those aside and grabbed hold of something not quite so strong. "Ice, ice..." She muttered to herself, fumbling through one of the cabinet doors for a plastic bag in which to put the ice before going to the freezer and cracking the cubes from the entire tray into said bag. All of this in what seemed seconds, before she rushed out again and nearly collided with Bonsai on the way. Only to sweep past him as she focused on reaching her destination.

Strangely enough, Amon seemed not at all phased by all of the noise in the hallway. Though, he did seem entertained by Inu as she talked to him. Cooing in response, and grinning his toothless grin right along with it. Apparently, even he had adjusted to the common noisy chaos in the house.

"Here, I brought the ice, and some painkillers!" Hitsu proclaimed as she reached the doorway, stepping past the lot of them just long enough to finally shut the door. Pausing as she turned, Hitsu observed Neko and Yuki. Then, she frowned. "Will you two knock it off!? Let the poor woman go so we can make sure she's going to be alright!" She shouted, gesturing with cup of water in hand toward the den Yuki had been relaxing in before everyone showed up so suddenly. "Help her to one of the armchairs, you idiot!" She added, clearly snapping at Yuki.

“Yes! I agree! Give me back my scepter!”

Had Baron not been carrying a bundle of Tut’s body limbs, he would have pinched the bridge of his nose. And had he not been such a levelheaded person (CAT person!) he probably would have, in an act of spite, thrown the boy-king down the Swirling Vortex of Death ™. He edged around said hole, treading carefully as he worked his way towards Sphinx, who appeared…well, worse, actually. It made Baron look over his shoulder, curious as to what the boy had said (‘Set?’) and Sphinx’s general regard to it. What could possibly be down there?

Nodding at the other, he knelt and dropped Tut-pieces and began playing Kinex with his body parts; he popped his legs into his waist, waist into torso, arms into shoulders, and then head…

“Get on with it!”

“I rather like you more as is.”

Tut’s arms flailed for his head, of which Baron held just out of reach.

“Give it here, Baron! I demand that you-- ”

“Ah-ah. Promise you’ll be good.”

The headless body reeled backwards, and Tut stared up at the cat-man incredulously. His wrinkled lips gaped, closed, pursed, before he scoffed loudly. As if! Baron rattled him.

“Fine.”

“Pharaoh’s honor?”

“…Pharaoh’s honor.”

Head met neck, and Tut was finally pieced back together. He whooped (as any little boy would) before marching over to Sphinx and yoinking the Scepter of Was from his hands. He had a mind to smack him with it, but he had a hole to close!

“Watch how a god does it!” he shrilled loudly. He looked around to make sure everyone was watching before he actually got on with it; what fun was saving the lives of your people if they weren’t around to watch and be awed by their kings awesome powers? With a dramatic show best left for Vegas, Tut pointed the wand at the portal to the underworld and jogged it. The Was’s eyes flickered, glowed, and expanded a beam outward to swallow the hole in the floor. It shrank until it closed with an airy pop, and pharaoh dropped his arm with a huff.

“See? Piece of pie. Now bask in my glory and sing me praises, my subjects!” He posed. Gloriously.

“…Piece of cake, you mean?”

“Where?!”

“I-I’m sorry! A-are you s-sure o-or are you just being nice…b-because, oh, I’m so sorry!” This was embarrassing; to the point where she prayed some higher being would just strike her down dead. Like, right now would be good. …Any time now, God. Really.

“I’m f-fine,” she squeaked back, hiding behind her hands. As he moved to get up, she made to move herself. And then everything just sort of backfired when Neko came over – as if her life couldn’t get any worse there were now two of them. One of two things could have happened then: panic attack or head-explosion. Somehow the latter sounded more likely.

Vittoria’s hand raised involuntarily, stopped, and dropped. Where once she had been red with embarrassment, she was now white as a sheet. Because…because…

Oh. God.

They

Were

touching her!

Somewhere in her head she was screaming in pure, absolute MAN INDUCED FEAR. She was in some level of hell, a level so low that its number didn’t even exist! Even SATAN didn’t know about it! She was in some sort of sadistic Oreo cookie HELL where she – apparently, much to her chagrin – was the cream.

She saw Hitsu come out, watched her with a sort of petrified stare that told her that she was long gone. Hitsu could have been her salvation.

A bubble popped.

Some googly eyed woman appeared.

Vittoria only heard up to ‘ Water-travel is so convenient’ before she just couldn’t take the weirdness anymore. From Tut to the explosion to the run in to the human girl sandwich to the woman with that inhuman look in her eye… She froze up and made her conscious exit taking a very typical, very Hollywood route:

She fainted.

"Airhead?! Airhead?!" Deep Sea made a serious face as if she was about to say something serious for once. "Yeah, well, you're...." Deep Sea stumbled on her words, because she wasn't intelligent enough to weave together an insult. "Well," she said matter-of-factly, "I'll have you know that my head is certainly not filled with air. It's filled with sea water. DUH." She then stood face to face in front of Yuki, throwing him a confident face.