One week. He literally had one week off in the entirety of almost a year and Arima was not going to let anyone ruin this rare occasion. He was just getting ready to leave for his exclusive spa treatment at Ooh-La-La's Pampers and Pedis when his work cellphone rang. He rummaged in the pocket of his jacket and pulled out two cellulars, the plain CCG issued flip phone and the special, super expensive phone he bought just to accept calls and messages from Haise. It even had a little centipede sticker on it. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

"Hello?" There was a loud commotion on the caller's end of the line and spontaneous shrieking. Wasn't there some big operation going on today? Oh right...typical.

"Sasaki went haywire." The caller informed him, they seemed stressed. Arima sighed, he was going to miss his mani-pedi appointment and Haise was going to pay for it.

"I'll talk to him."

"Wait, wha-" Arima snapped the retro snazzy flip-phone shut and exchanged it for his fancy smartphone. Why did Haise have to be such a rebellious teen? It must be a phase, he raised him better than this. He selected the lone name on the contact list and waited for his son to pick up.

A few rings later, "Yes?" The sound of screaming and soft human flesh being impaled could be heard in the background.

"Come home now son, you're in trouble," Arima said sternly. "No buts." Haise huffed while his kagune continued to thrash about and innocent investigators scrambled for cover.

"You can't make me." He said and jutted out his hip ever so sassyily.

"You're losing Keurig rights for a month if you don't come home right now." Haise gasped in utmost horror. This was tots not fair!

"Ugh!" The half ghoul stamped his foot and flipped his two-toned fringe out of eyes. He threw the phone onto the ground while Serpent and all the other squads present watched in confusion. He stomped past the Qs and huffed. "I hate my dad!"

When Haise returned home Arima gave him a thorough scolding for messing up his week off and for making him miss his much deserved spa day. He'd have to call the ladies and apologize later, oh how they loved pampering him. ;)

AN:

RIP Arima's nails. Also #sassysassan