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don't ask how my mind works. it really is such an enigma that it goes into dimensions that don't exist.z
and not to mention i'm a CRRRRRRAAAAACCCCKKKKKK writer.
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"Tamaki-senpai, if you wouldn't mind, could you please get off my lap?" Haruhi Fujioka; the 'natural' type of the Ouran High School Host Club, deadpanned. From her expression, it was easy to determine that the brown-haired crossdresser was obviously exhausted and losing patience for childish antics of the 'prince-like' host. She had been studying in the host room, having arrived early, and had just opened her book to the correct page when he had abruptly landed on her lap.
"But daughter, daddy wants to spend some time with his child..."
"..."
"Please, daughter"
"You're heavy."
Tamaki slipped to the darkened corner, the aura heavy with dread and gloom. The mortified blond tucked her legs against his chest, whimpering much like a small child would after being punished, and began rocking just slightly back and forth on his bottom.
And then came the two devilish twins; eyes glittering and grins spread across their face.
"Hahaha, my lord, perhaps you should diet." Hikaru said, slyly sliding one arm around Haruhi's left side. She protested only with a look, too tired to do anything. Tamaki peered towards them with one wide, bead-like eye.
"Or at least work out." Kaoru did the same that his brother did, only from the other side. Contently, they plopped fully on the couch in unison, and leaned towards Haruhi, their face inching towards her's...
"YOU DEMONS! DONT DEFILE MY DAUGHTTTTEEERRRR" Tamaki roared, ready to rip some shit, darkness with a thunderbolt flashing through in the background. He angrily grabbed at the twins, tripping over the carpet set on the wooden floor for both beauty and to keep the table and sofa's legs from scratching the floor. But, knowing the flashiness of the club, reason number one was most likely the REAL one. He toppled over, crushing the three.
Smooth.
Ah, but the bliss of being here. Even as Tamaki knocked down things as he chased down the redheads, Haruhi was fuming over precious moments that could have been dedicated towards studying, Hunni was sad because Tamaki knocked over his slice of cake, Mori was horrified that his cousin was in 'pain', the twins were being chased by the blond that was dead set on killing them, and Kyouya was rapidly typing the damages cost for all the things Tamaki was damaging and adding it to Haruhi's debt; it was still cheerful.
Not one of them could even predict what would come tomorrow.
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wow. that was difficult for me. am i pathetic or what?
