Author's Note: DUN DUN DUN! I was checking the spelling of Hattarino's name and found out that it is only spelled 'Hatarino' in the English credits. Therefore, I will spell his name the good, Japanese way: 'Hattarino'.

Hattarino is so cute!

Chapter Two: First Meetings (Part Two)

Disclaimer: Hattarino and GANBARE GOEMON are NOT mine. But the character Hitteh Pitteh IS!

"My name is Hattarino. Pleased to meet you!" The egg greeted, the stick in his mouth wiggling as he spoke. Hitteh Pitteh would have usually been very interested in what an adorable little egg's name was, but she wasn't this time. She was still trying to figure out how she had created an egg that had turned into a samurai... and why it was TALKING to her! Talking salt was no big deal, but a talking egg- with a SWORD- hoooo boy!

"Hatta... Hatta... Hatta?" Hitteh Pitteh stammered, her eyes behind her pair of swirly glasses widening.

"Hat-ta-ri-no!" The egg repeated slowly, then added, "by the way, where exactly is this place?" Hitteh Pitteh slowly calmed down as she listened to the egg's voice. Besides the sword, Hattarino- or whatever- was actually pretty cute once you got used to him.

"Hattarino..." Hitteh Pitteh repeated doubtfully, stopping her shivering and paying close attention to Hattarino's words. Then, realizing the other part of his sentence, she added, "And this is... my house!"

"Hmmmmm..." Hattarino made an irresistibly cute humming noise as he scanned the area, "How did I get here?"

"Uhm... I don't exactly know," Hitteh Pitteh answered truthfully, flicking a mound of flour absentmindedly. And it was true. Hitteh Pitteh had often seen evil objects like Cahir when she tried to create objects, but never one that transformed into a samurai-thingie! What could have happened! Hitteh Pitteh couldn't think of any theory that made sense. Unless...

"Uhm...uh... Maybe I summoned you?" She suggested feebly, watching the never-changing expression on Hattarino's face. She could swear that that egg was getting cuter every second, though. Hitteh Pitteh would have given him a hug if she wasn't so afraid of cracking him.

"It's weird here..." murmured Hattarino, still staring at his surroundings. Hitteh Pitteh felt slightly angry. It was NOT weird. She spent a good five minutes of her day cleaning the place with magic, and if it weren't for the blanket of flour covering the area, it would have looked very nice! That was probably it. The flour DID look kind of like a strange coat of powdery snow or something. Hopefully THAT was what Hattarino thought was weird.

"Oh! Would you like to continue this conversation somewhere... less weird?" Hitteh Pitteh asked, after noticing that Hattarino's sandaled feet were half-buried in a pile of flour. She hastily decided that it would be best not to use magic in front of her guest just yet. Hattarino jerked his head to signal that he would like to.

Yay! Hitteh Pitteh was overjoyed that she finally had an excuse to hold the egg. Hattarino was surprisingly warm, exactly like a living creature. This meant that he definitely not an 'evil' object like Cahir. But what could that mean? That she really HAD summoned him somehow? Even Hitteh Pitteh wasn't an experienced enough magically magical magician to summon living creatures yet. Was she getting better?

Carrying Hattarino, Hitteh Pitteh pondered which room would be best to sort this out. She finally decided on the comfy room that she used to study magic and watch TV. Hattarino looked very impressed when he saw the comfy, enormous relaxing room.

"Well, here we are," Hitteh Pitteh announced, reluctant to let go of the adorable little egg. Hattarino hopped out of her arms gracefully and landed with a soft thump on the puffiest couch.

"So, still no idea how I got here?" questioned Hattarino, twirling the sword point-down on one of his fingers. It looked sharp. Very, very sharp.

"STOP! THAT'S SO DANGEROUS!" Hitteh Pitteh screamed, forgetting his cuteness completely. She dashed over to him and knocked the blade off of his finger. It clattered uselessly to the floor.

"Why?" Hattarino asked, staring in confusion at his fallen sword.

"BECAUSE SWORDS MAKE PEOPLE BLEED! BLOOD IS DANGEROUS!" Hitteh Pitteh screamed, dashing around the room in a frenzied circle.

"Okay..." Hattarino obediently retrieved his sword from the ground and strapped back in the diagonal position on his back with a dejected expression on his face. Hitteh Pitteh let out a long, relieved sigh, grateful that the danger had passed. She had always been terrified when it came to sharp objects.

"So, no idea how I got here, or how to send me back to where I was?" Hattarino asked, looking as if he was tempted to begin twirling his sword again. Luckily, he decided against it. Hitteh Pitteh pushed back one of the flowing sleeves of her wizard's robe before continuing. The sleeve had been completely covering one of her hands, making it impossible to move her hand. Hitteh Pitteh made a mental note to buy a set of wizard's robes that actually fit sometime in the near future.

"Uhm... Not exactly," Hitteh Pitteh answered meekly once she had finished fidgeting with her sleeve.

"Not much of a wizard, are you? Can't even send me back..." Hattarino commented in his adorable voice. Ouch. That hurt. If Hattarino wasn't a chibi-fied egg creature that was absolutely charming, Hitteh Pitteh might have fed him to Cahir (though Cahir normally was satisfied with candy corn, he craved blood at times, so Hitteh Pitteh usually fed him salesmen or rude guests).

"I know a few tricks... like...uh... WATCH THIS!" Hitteh Pitteh cried, sweeping her hand in a straight line through the air. A bulging sack of flour appeared out of thin air- and immediately exploded. Hattarino used a puffy cushion to shield himself from the rain of powdery, white flour.

"Darn! I've always had a problem with flour..." Hitteh Pitteh muttered, not even attempting to stop the flour from coating her from head to toe. Now she had TWO rooms that she'd have to clean up later on. Not to mention that she had failed her attempt to impress her guest, and had instead made herself look even more useless.

"So, you can't send me back... so what exactly am I going to do? I have no idea what this area is like," Hattarino continued, shaking flour from one of his sandals.

"Wellllll..." Hitteh Pitteh bit her lip as she thought about this. Finally, it hit her. "You can stay here with me!" It was a perfect idea. Hitteh Pitteh had become lonley with only a biting rocking chair for company. Even though Hattarino was on the painfully blunt side, he still looked as if he would prove to be an interesting source of conversation.

"Here... with you?" Hattarino thought aloud. Hitteh Pitteh had thought that it would take him a long time to decide this, but his answer actually came quite quickly. "I guess so... I don't really have any other choice..." Hattarino murmured.

"'Kay then! Welcome to the family, Hattarino!" Hitteh Pitteh exclaimed, deciding that this was another good excuse to hug him.

End Note: Wahoo! Chapter 2 is DONE! I'm getting gradually lazier as the days go by, but I'll try to update this soon.

Response to Reviewers:

kuro-tanuki: Yes! Yay for Cahir! He (yes, it's a MALE evil rocking chair) will be in the story a little bit more... and I totally agree, WE NEED MORE GOEMON FICS! This fic will probably be about ten chapters- and after this one, I might attempt another one. Maybe...

Yexis Metallium: Yus, Yus! If you ever meet an evil chair, you must give it candy corn. ALWAYS carry some with you! Meh heh heh... I know for a fact that Hattarino's going to be OOC throughout this whole fic... I'm glad you don't mind. OH MY GOSH! GIVE ME THOSE BACK! steals robe and hat back I know that they're cool, but that still gives you no excuse to steal them! It's unjust! x