Time-Out!
Genre: Crack/humor
Characters: Sawada Tsunayoshi, Elena, Daemon Spade, Dokuro Chrome, and Rokudo Mukuro
Thud. Crash. Clang.
A heavy and lengthy sigh was drawn out from the lips of both Sawada Tsunayoshi and Elena. Irritated at the chaotic mess surrounding them, they both pinched the bridge of their noses (which had become a habit by now) and placed their hands on their hips.
"YOU WITH THE PINEAPPLE HEADS, GO OVER TO THE TIME-OUT CORNER AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE," Tsuna and Elena firmly ordered, practically in unison with each other.
Together, Daemon Spade and Rokudo Mukuro sulkily dragged themselves over to a dark, gloomy corner in the room. They did so with their heads supposedly hung in defeat, although they were actually glaring menacingly at each other.
"E-Eh?" Chrome stuttered, before quietly shuffling towards the corner to join the other troublemakers.
"Not you, Chrome," it was said in chorus once again, although Tsuna was dragging an exasperated hand down his face and Elena was cooing over the adorable female Mist Guardian.
Meanwhile, in the Time-Out corner, Daemon and Mukuro were silent; aside from the noises they made while attempting to roughly push each other out of the designated area.
When Daemon came tumbling out of the corner, Mukuro released an utter of victory and smirked, The younger generation will always win over. Then, as if he were a child in elementary school, he rose his hand and spoke up in a faux sweet tone, "Sawada Tsunayoshi, since the old man is outside of the corner, may I come out as well?" ("WHO HERE IS AN OLD MAN?!" Daemon protested from behind him.)
Tsuna had witnessed the entire exchange, and found his eyebrow twitching from the bothersome immaturity of his male illusionist. "NO."
"Oya, oya, I think I shall take my leave anyways," With a frighteningly fake smile, Mukuro tapped his trident against the ground before dispersing into mist and disappearing.
In an attempt to look dignified, although he was taken aback as he realized that he could do the same, Daemon sniffed, "Arrivederci, Vongola Decimo." He hurriedly escaped using his own mysterious mist as well, having caught sight of Elena's expression which spoke of a torturous scolding in the near future.
Tsuna gawked at the empty spaces the two Mist Guardians had left behind, thinking, WHY DIDN'T YOU TWO DO THAT IN THE FIRST PLACE?!