A/N: So I was sitting in my U.S. History class, trying to stay awake, when a thought struck me. What would happen if a baby was dropped into the world of some of my favorite books, animes, and movies?
I give you…
Heaven Sent? I Think Not
Fruits Basket: Chapter 1
"HAAARRRIIII!" Shigure's less than manly scream was quickly drowned out by an ear-piercing wail of a baby. "How do I take care of a baby?" He shouted into the phone while trying to rock the disgruntled child as best he could without dropping the receiver.
Hatori had gone silent for only a minute before he replied, "You helped take care of Rin and Haru when they were babies, remember? And why do I hear a baby crying? You haven't kidnapped another one have you?"
Shigure winced when the infant grabbed his finger and proceeded to gnaw at it vigorously. But at least it had stopped crying. "Kidnapped? Never! I was just taking a stroll into the woods when I happened to find an infant in a basket floating in the stream. I think I shall call her Moses."
"You are not calling that child Moses. And as much as I want to call out your obvious lie of a story, there's still a baby that requires my immediate attention. I'll be there shortly to give her a check up. Please try not to drop her before I get there."
"But…But Hari! I don't have baby supplies here!"
"I'll bring some on the way."
Click.
"Hari? Hari! You couldn't have hung up on me now! I need you! Hari?" He tried not to hyperventilate. There was a baby. In his arms. In his house…a house that was a veritable death trap.
Oh dear Lord no.