14AmyChan: okay, I had to. I'm in a stump with Soldiers, but I'll get back to it soon, promise!
Blitz: LET'S PLAY!
14AmyChan: I don't own anything! *^_^*
"Whee!" a fast and excited voice cried out as he ducked and dodged around various objects in the room. "I'm laundry-pants-man!" a fully grown man with a pair of pants on his head exclaimed as he jumped over another obstacle.
"And clean-skirt-girl!" a small voice called out as an equally small girl with a skirt on her head hurtled over another stumbling block, landing on the man's back. "We're gonna protect the world from bad shadow monsters!" she exclaimed in an adventurous voice.
"Yeah!" laundry-pants-man agreed enthusiastically as he ran around with the small girl on his back. Jumping, rolling, and dodging invisible foes around the room, the pair made quite a team. One moment they were on one side of the room, and a flash of red later they were on the other.
"We can't use our magic!" laundry-pants-man whispered excitedly after two times of this. Clean-skirt-girl looked up in confusion, her dragonesque ears perked for any danger. "The shadow men will catch us sooner then!"
"Oh!" the girl said in understanding before grinning and taking off around the room again. "We'll catch you, you shadow monsters!" she squealed around the room. Laundry-pants-man took off in hot pursuit after the giggling girl.
Out of no where, a large couch invaded in their world of shadow men and tripped both of the adventurers up. Landing on their heads, the duo sat in shock for a small while.
"Blitz? Claire?" a curious voice asked. Credenza was holding a basket of laundry—now short of one pair of pants and one skirt—and looking at the duo oddly. "What are you two doing?"
"I'm laundry-pants-man!" the man held himself up proudly before picking up the girl and placing her on his shoulders. Claire giggled in delight.
"And I'm clean-skirt-girl!" Claire added as soon as she was securely on top of Blitz's head. Her hands, firmly on his head, she continued. "And we're fighting the shadow men!"
With a slight smile, Credenza chuckled at the duo's crazed antics. "Well, don't let me stop you."
As the two continued their game, Credenza watched, curious as to when Blitz's memories would come back and the two could finally play the game as a family.
14AmyChan: okay, so this was just a daddy/daughter fic I wanted to write for Blitz and Claire. That, and I wanted to bring back—
Blitz: LAUNDRY-PANTS-MAN!
Claire: and Clean-Skirt-Girl!
14AmyChan: lawl! Anyhoot 'n holler, please R&R~! *^_^*