Disclaimer : I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn c:
"I think we need a holiday."
It all began with those simple words.
Giotto gave Tsuna a tight squeeze before letting go of his 4 year old son. G stared at Gokudera for a moment before turning his back and giving a defiant huff. Asari murmured something to Yamamoto before following G to stand by the door. Knuckle was explaining how to knock someone out in 3 minutes [ to Ryohei ], and eventually got dragged away by Alaude, who had given Hibari a glare before he left the kid. Daemon spoke in a hushed voice to Mukuro and Chrome before getting wrapped in a hug by Chrome. The Vongola Mist Guardian stood awkwardly, stalking to the rest of the group after prying the 3 year old off.
"Tsuna, remember to not bother Varia." Giotto said warmly.
"Hayato, do not train indoors." G said, voice oozing with threat.
"Yamamoto, sleep early, alright? Don't throw a party" Asari said.
"Ryohei, don't attack the Shimon family that are visiting soon, all right?" Knuckle said.
"…." Alaude said to Hibari. Roughly translated – Kill some people and make me proud.
"Chrome, don't be too cute and Mukuro…. Don't use your illusions for the wrong cause." Daemon mumbled. The parents didn't know what to say next. They didn't want to say something cheesy or cliché, so they walked out of the room, single file, keeping straight faces. When they hopped into the Private Jet, they broke into huge grins and jumped for joy. Finally, they would get 31 days of peace.
"Mukuro-sama, what is this?" Chrome asked cutely, staring at Mukuro with a big, purple eye.
"That, my dear Nagi, is a Tomato. Kufufufu, Did you know that they can't decide whether a Tomato is a fruit or vegetable?" Mukuro answered.
Chrome gasped. "That's horrible!" she squeaked.
Mukuro nodded sadly. "Indeed. It's like saying we can't decide whether Turf-head is an idiot, or an idiot."
Ryohei was oblivious to the fact that it was supposed to be an insult.
"I will cook to the EXTREME!" the white-haired child yelled as he chucked the pasta and cream into one bowl, and the cupcakes and vegetables into the other."
Tsuna was clutching onto Hayato's shirt, scared out of his mind. Hayato himself was horrified as well.
"This is gonna be worse than my sister's cooking." He murmured.
Tsuna gasped. Takeshi was helpfully slicing cupcakes and Kyoya smashing vegetables with his tonfas. The Vongola Agent [ who was supposed to be looking after the children ] was terrified, and was taking refuge under a table. He didn't care if he was fired. These kids were devils. He felt sorry for the agent taking care of the Varia, and prayed to god he wouldn't be killed.
The agent looking after Varia was unfortunately killed during a fight between Xanxus and Squalo. How very unfortunate. Not like any of the Varia cared.
Lusseria was too busy playing with his peacock, Levi was too busy doing random crap, Flan was too busy being Flan, Belphegor was too busy breaking things [ this included Levi's arm ], Squalo was too busy trying to kill the boss and Xanxus was too busy trying to kill Superbi Squalo. The Vongola Primo and his guardians should have known better then to leave a Class B agent to look after the Varia. After all, this was Varia, Vongola's Independent Assassin Squad. The fight continued, and a suspiciously empty tequila bottle smashed into Bel's head, which caused Prince The Ripper to join in the fun. Flan joined in because he felt like it. Lusseria joined it because they got his stupid peacock dirty. Levi joined in because he wanted revenge after Belphegor broke his arm. So this soon escalated to a huge Battle to the Death, before it reached the Vongola lounge, where the other children were staying.
An awkward silence occurred as the wall was broken down and Varia appeared, trying to slit each other's throats. Bel froze and gave a huge smile.
"Ushishishi, what do we have here?"