"It's bath time, mon fils."

Kurow froze, and looked over his shoulder, giving out a nervous laugh. "Dude... Seriously?" Turning around, Kurow stared at the prophet before him. Waka nodded in response, taking a step closer to the doll. "Come, we must get you clean! There is nothing to be afraid of."
The small copy couldn't believe what his creator just said. 'Nothing to be afraid of?' He must have not realized how terrifying water could be. Waka didn't have to face drowning with a giant dragon on the rampage before!

For each move to get away from his template was rivaled by a move closer to the doll. "Dad. No." Kurow argued, and he was swept off of his feet. Thrashing and trying to get out of the arms of his creator, he shouted as many complaints and insults he could think of.
With a merry tune to Waka's voice, he replied, "Ahahaha! Too bad for you, little one!"

Amaterasu looked up from her nap. Throughout the Celestial Plain, shreiks and loud splashes of water were heard from afar. It was probably Nuregami and Moegami going at it again. Hopefully they'll give up on it like they usually do...