A short little story whipped up by Window on a band trip. -Window
Mori sat at the small table in the cramped room. He was currently residing in his cousins small pink club house. He had to crouch to enter the room. The chairs were to small for his giant man hips. To his right was an oh-so familiar pink bunny. To his left was a large brown bear. In front of him was a big ass cake. On the other side of the cake sat the tiny as fuck eighteen year old. He was currently serving up way-too-sweet tea.
"Mori do you love it?" Honey asked with enthusiasm.
"Yeah." Mori grunted.
Honey began slicing and serving the cake to the guests. Several slices and many cups of tea later, Mori left to go to the bathroom, which was in the actual house. When he returned, Usa-chan was in the fetal position in the corner and the large bear had his arms crossed and was suddenly wearing a press hat, a monocle and a pipe. And in the most serious voice he could muster, Honey calmly stated, "This Party is bitch tits wicked yo."