So, while I do have something for the continuation of Mochida Kensuke's road up Vongola, it's not finished yet. So You'll have to settle with this haha... sorry to disappoint ^^' but I did say this is a drabble series so anything could happen. (There's a reason why I took time describing the setting/summary)

And a super awesome thanks to ilovecartoonsgirl, Pineapple-Lady-sama, and I-AM-A-SUPER-SADIST for reviewing! I hope you'll enjoy this and future chapters!

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR

Setting/summary: After Tsuna and friends officially start living in Italy after graduating High School. The reason why Vongola Decimo decided that it was safer for him and his guardians to eat at the mansion instead of going on a family outing. A little less bloodshed and their workers managed to keep sane afterwards.

Key: "Japanese"

"Italian"

Thoughts

Little Miss Muffet was a restaurant focused on English cuisine, being originated from Great Britain. Being quite popular in its homeland, it decided to branch out; one of its newer branch restaurants just recently opened in Italy.

Melinda, as the head supervisor of the branch restaurant, was proud to say that it was quite the success. They have reservations flooding in right after the customers got the taste of their many dishes. Not only do they focus on the taste of their food, they also have the aesthetic to think about. They were a high-class restaurant and it wouldn't do if their food doesn't look appetizing. And being founded by a noble of the old family, they have to have the appearance to match.

Waiters wore sleek, tailored, uniforms of black and white that resemble the standards of the old. The interior of the restaurant were so dazzling to new comers that they needed to wear sunglasses - what with the beautiful chandeliers hanging from the ceiling it's many crystals reflecting the lights that came their way. Ancient tapestries mixed in with modern frames did well to tell that their ancestor is not forgotten even as time passes. A stairwell lay in the center, spiraling up onto the second floor with Victorian styled pillars lined by the floor to ceiling windows.

The exterior could be considered as a mansion with stairs leading up to the entrance and the back looking out into the sea - a perfect spot for in the culinary business. Of course, they didn't forget about the name of their restaurant.

And today, Melinda personally came to oversee today's activity because just a week ago, there came a call to book the entire restaurant. To say she was excited was an understatement. She was completely ecstatic! What was even more was that the one who booked it was the Vongola, the leading corporation in many of its diverse fields such as fashion, sports, technology, etc.

If today was successful, it could be a big deal with Little Miss Muffet who sat on her Italian tuffet.

"I expect perfection." She stated as she went down the line of workers in the hall. "No dawdling, no chitchat, not goofing off. Anything that could possibly ruin this restaurant's reputation will result in an immediate dismissal, understand?"

"Yes, m'am!" The waiters and chefs replied like soldiers being send to the battle field.

"Good," Melinda smiled in satisfactory and checked her watch. "Then get to work, our guests will be here in an hour."

Now, Melinda didn't know how many people were coming since Vongola never directly said it, but to book the entire restaurant... she expected a full house, people in custom-tailored suits and fancy dresses of the latest design, all with expensive top of the line sh*t that everyone else in the world would kill to get.

So when she waited outside along with the two doormen, she didn't expect the first person to arrive to be a... a young man in his late teen? Messy brown hair that she immediately disproved of sticking out in all directions, an orange and white hoodie along with navy blue jeans. The young man spoke of normalcy - or maybe even less.

This couldn't possible be a guest, could it?

"Ack! Where is everyone else?" The brunet panicked, pulling on his already messy mop of hair, and speaking... Japanese? "Don't tell me they got lost!"

Irritated by his antics, his actions were making her restaurant look bad, she decided to approach him.

"Excuse me, young man," She spoke, recalling the Japanese lessons she had learned awhile back. She would have to know several different languages if she was the head supervisor of a growing chain restaurant. "May I ask why you are here?"

"H-huh?" He answered dumbly, then made random gestures with his hands - a habit, she would have guessed if it didn't annoy the heck out of her. She was raised in a household where order is to be kept no matter what so seeing how distraught the brunet was made her sigh in frustration as he tried to explain his situation.

"Y-you see, my friends and I have a -"

"TEEEEEEEENTH!"

"Haha, there you are Tsuna!"

Melinda's eye twitched, here comes more hooligans.

"Gokudera-kun! Yamamoto!" The brunet in front of her sighed in relief when he saw his two friends.

"Tenth!" The silverette with the red and white hoodie jumped at the one named Tsuna. "I finally found you! I have been stuck with the baseball idiot on the way here!"

"Um..." Tsuna gently pray the over enthusiastic boy off and panic took over once more. "Where's everyone else? I thought we're all supposed meet up here at six!"

"Maa maa," The raven haired teen wearing only a plaid shirt and black jeans pacified. "I'm sure they'll be here sooner or later."

"But Hibari-san and Mukuro is out there! By themselves! What if they decide to fight each other in the middle of the street?! And Onii-san is directionally challenged!"

"I'm pretty sure Turf-top's got the stupid cow."

"That's even worst!"

Melinda had to admit she had absolutely understood nothing of what this Tsuna was having a hysteria over. If they can't find someone, then call the police or something, and fighting in the middle of the streets? Those delinquents are better off ran over by cars. (If only she knew that it be the other way around.) And if they think she would allow a cow in her restaurant, then they got something coming. Heck, she wasn't even sure if they were the guests she was expecting - she really hoped not.

"Who the hell are you?" It would seem that someone finally noticed her.

Melinda huffed indignantly at the silverette's attitude. Who was this? Gokudera or Yamamoto? Actually, she didn't really care. "I'm the head supervisor for Little Miss Muffet. I am expecting guess from Vongola this evening so if you kids can just run along..."

"Oh, really?" The raven haired with a slim cloth bag over his shoulder laughed. What was so funny? "What a coincidence! My friends and I are from Vongola and we were just going to some restaurant to eat too! Hey! Maybe you know where it is!"

"This is the restaurant you idiot." The silverette hissed, looking as if he was going to strangle the other.

Before Melinda could voice her disbelief, a loud "EXTREEEEEMMEEE" broke her eardrums. Who the heck screams that loud?!

"Gyahaha! The great Lambo-sama has arrive!"

"You're already nine stupid cow, grow up!"

"Why don't you grow up Stupidera?!"

"I am grown-up! I'm eighteen!"

"Maman is a grown-up and she is older than you!"

"You just indirectly insulted the Tenth's mother!"

"Maa maa, you two calm down."

"Fight to the extreme!"

"Haha, you're not helping senpai!"

"Herbivores... stop crowding or I'll bite you to death."

"Hibari-san! You're here! Oh! I see Mukuro and Chrome!"

"Oya, oya, what's this? It's no wonder the Skylark was rushing over. The streets were too much for you, isn't it?"

"... I will bite you to death."

"A-AH! S-Stop! C-Chrome, help me!"

"Hai, Boss."

Melinda had just about enough of this annoying group of riffraffs. They were the Vongola she was expecting? These... these kids?! They weren't even properly dressed for the occasion!

Just as Melinda was going to round these teenagers up, a gunfire was shot into the air, quelling the prevailing noise with deadly silence. The head supervisor froze. She knew that Italy was the home of the mafia, but... this was supposed to be the safer parts of it, under the protection of an unknown group that has yet the publicize themselves. So when she heard the gunshot, she was quite scared to see what resulted from it. A gunfight? Dead body? Well, it was definitely not -

"Reborn!"

- a... an eight-year-old boy? (At least he was in a sleek black suit and the fedora somehow perfectly worked in his favor - but what was with the chameleon?)

"You should have controlled your guardians better, Dame-Tsuna." The boy - Reborn, was it? - said with a tip of his hat. "Or did you forget everything I taught you after graduation?"

"Of course not!"

"Then start acting like a boss."

Tsuna groaned, his head rested on his hand. A few seconds later, he clapped his hand, showing a completely refreshed look compared to his panick-stricken one from earlier. It was like Melinda was seeing a whole different person.

"Sorry about all the commotion we're causing," Tsuna apologized politely, leaving Melinda to stare blankly after him. "Since everyone is here and accounted for, why don't we go inside?"

All except Hibari, Mukuro, and Reborn chimed in a 'hai' at Tsuna before following him up the stairs. The poor confused pair of doormen only opened the door for them to enter, earning a word of gratitude from the supposed leader of the group.

- wait. Melinda's gears finally started moving. These... brats, really were their guests? Nine? Only nine? Why the hell would the entire restaurant need to be booked to serve nine kids?!

But even so, they were from the Vonogla, so she had to show respect - even if they're quite horribly dressed for the occasion. Do they not know the standards of Little Miss Muffet?

"Ahem," Melinda coughed into her fist once the teens all settled into a large table - though there was this other one who refuse to sit together so he hogged to the table next to them. "Would you like to order now, or should you want more time?"

"Um..." Tsuna was still scanning the laminated leaflet, then turned to the person next to him. "Gokudera-kun, you can go first."

"I'm honored to Tenth!"

Melinda quirked a brow when she saw dog ears and tail grow out. Maybe it was just her imagination...

"Hey you!"

"My name is Melinda." She smiled sweetly while mentally punching a wall for the silverette's lack of manner.

"I want..." And in came the bulk of order that she highly doubt the kid could even finish, but she wrote it down nonetheless. However, in the middle of it, another kid - the... cow child, blurted his demands.

"I want teriyaki!"

What?

"Stupid cow, they don't have that here!" Gokudera barked, slugging the child next to him. "This is an English restaurant, therefore, English food!"

"But I want teriyaki!" The one with the horns demanded as if not hearing the explanation given. "Give me teriyaki!"

"Maa maa," Yamamoto said across the table. "We'll get some tomorrow, ne Lambo? Oh, can I get uh... what is this Toad in the Hole - wait, there's toad in that? Haha! I didn't even know you could eat toads!"

"It's just a name -"

"That's an extreme dish! I want it!" The white haired teen scanned the menu. "I CAN'T UNDERSTAND THIS TO THE EXTREME!"

"Poor Fran - um toad, I mean." The violet haired girl said meekly before burying her face into her menu.

"Kufufufu," Mukuro chuckled. "That sounds perfect, I want the Fran in the Hole with Mustard-Onion Gravy."

"Stupid Pineapple, there's a difference between a frog and a toad!" Gokudera snapped, then turned to nonplussed Melinda. "Oi, get me the pineapple upside-down cake for dessert!"

"Oya, oya," Mukuro felt rightfully insulted as he narrowed his eyes across the table. "It is on. I demand a serving of this octopus stew."

"Oh yeah? I want pineapple pork!"

"Grilled octopus, extra crispy."

"Guys..." Tsuna smiled, though if one look closely, there was a reminiscing look in his eyes. This probably happens a lot then.

"Kufufu," Murkuro said after awhile of listing whatever they wanted. "Are you sure you can each all of those?"

"Of course I can! I wouldn't be the Tenth's right-hand man if I can't handle simple pineapple dishes!" Gokudera growled. "I bet you're going to puke just after eating one of your orders. You have no taste in food at all!"

"Kufufufu, is that a challenge?"

"No sh*t sherlock!"

Melinda's hand twitched at the rowdy group who was still trying to get their orders in. By now, she had two more waiters by her side to help take the flood of demands sprouting of their naive mouths. At least the bill well be the largest they seen.

She turned towards the isolated individual at the next table. "And what would like, sir?"

"Meat."

Melinda wore a patient smile. "What kind of meat sir? We have a wide-range of dishes, all with different variety."

"Hibari! Hibari!" The fluff-ball of a bird on the kid's head chirped. "Hungry! Hungry!"

- hold up, since when did - pets weren't allowed here!

"And bird seeds." The raven head added after his bird made a demand.

"Sir," Melinda started politely with a seething edge. "We do not allow pets -"

A tonfa thrown her way cut her off. She yelped and duck, allowing the weapon to embed itself on the crowded table, which gained the other teens attention.

"OI HIBARI!" The white haired kid stood up. "WHAT WAS THAT EXTREMELY FOR?!"

"Annoyed! Annoyed!" The bird chirped in response.

"That's doesn't excuse the fact that you attacked!" Gokudera seethed. "What if you hit the Tenth?!"

"The Omnivore can handle himself." Hibari shot back coolly. "Or I would have bitten him to death."

"Why you..."

"Maa maa," Yamamoto intervened good-naturedly. "It's probably just a misunderstanding!"

"I'm fine, really," Tsuna offered then his turn turned towards the still shocked Melinda cowering on her needs. "I'm sorry Hibari-san's behavior Melinda-san but could you please just make this an exception and allow Hibird to stay?"

The head supervisor stared at the pleading brunet, then at the raven head on the other table who, she might end, look like he had a murder streak on him. "Y-yes, o-of course!" Just what are these people?! They were just so violent!

"Kufufufu," It looks like Mukuro was going to add fuel to fire. "Is the Skylark cranky today? Must have missed his nappy time."

"Mukuro!"

"Pineapple." Hibari glowered and took out another tonfa - where did he even get that from?! "I will bite you to death."

"Stop!" Tsuna stood up with his hands outstretched on either side of him. "Can we please - just get our orders in and done with - where's Reborn?"

"Over here, Dame-Tsuna."

In came a flying kick -

"Ow!"

- and Tsuna was knocked to the floor. "Reborn, that hurts!"

"Is that a complaint?"

"... no."

"Then stop dawdling and get your guardians under control. I already told the chefs all of your orders so your food will arrive anytime soon."

"Wait, you did?" Melinda blurted. "How - but -" She went through all of this for nothing?! "-That's authorized personnel only!"

"So?" The kid with the fedora ignored her indignation and ambled towards his chair directly opposite of Tsuna. "You were already doing a terrible job, and I'm tired of waiting."

Melinda was too shock to response. The two waiters with her only guided her away to get her space to recover from the blatant insult.

...

If she thought their guests would be dine quietly like well-mannered kids, then Melinda has another thing coming. (They did have manners, Vongola-style manners.)

"Eew, what is that?" Lambo pointed at the inky stew placed in front of Mukuro. "And where's my teriyaki?! I didn't want meatballs!"

"That looks... interesting." Yamamoto slowly commented before looking at his own dish. He didn't remember ordering something like this - then again, he had no idea what the dishes look like in the first place. "Huh, what's this mushy stuff?"

"THIS IS EXTREME!" Ryohei exclaimed when he was already stuffing his mouth with food. "THEF MOOK EXTREMELY BUEIRD BUT FEY'RE EXTREMELY FOOD!" (read: they look extremely weird but they're extremely good)

"Onii-san," Tsuna chided lightly while ending away. "You're sending food everywhere."

Gokudera too busy guffawing at the look on Mukuro's priceless face to shout at Ryohei across from him; several pineapple-related dishes were placed in front of him as he was clutching onto his stomach. They had actually ordered so much that another table would be needed to fit all of it.

In response to Gokudera's laughter, Mukuro decided that it was time for some gruesome art. So, he created worms of every kind to drop into their food and other creepy crawlies that started to eat into each other before it became -

Melinda screamed.

- a corpse. Or to be specific, the decaying corpse of a giant octopus with a head of silver hair.

And Tsuna lost his appetite.

"EEEEEWWWW!" Lambo screamed. "STUPIDERA IS DISGUSTING!"

"THAT's EXTREMELY NOT COOL OCTOPUS HEAD!"

"I'M RIGHT HERE YOU IDIOTS! AND HOW DARE YOU MUKURO!" Gokudera grabbed a pineapple dish flun it in the illusionist's different.

"Herbivore..." The illusions got to Hibari's table as well and he did not appreciate illusions worming their way into his steak. "I will bite you to -" Mukuro had deflected the thrown food at the Skylark's face.

Tsuna and the others froze, watching as a surge of ominous aura filled the entire first floor. "I will bite you all to death."

"Kufufufu," Mukuro was all too happy for a fight to blow off steam. "The Skylark's having a fit."

"Shut up! This is all your fault!" Gokudera slammed the table, and accidentally hitting the rim of a place and dumping its content onto Lambo.

"HOT! HOTHOTHOTHOT!" Lambo jumped repeatedly on his chair and produced a grenade. Now things just got serious. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS STUPIDERA!"

"Lambo, no! That's -" Tsuna tried to take the lethal weapon away but ended up pilling the safety pin instead. Gokudera, predicting what was going to happen, snatched the grenade and three it across the table.

Reborn wasn't exactly someone you should be throwing things at.

Leon-transformed into a hammer and struck the grenade right back, but towards Yamamoto.

"Haha! Are we playing baseball?" He was about to catch it before his instincts warned him not to. Instead, he unsheathed his bamboo sword, changed it into a real sword, and sliced and diced.

Not only was the grenade chopped to pieces, but so was the table. (Reborn knew it would happen so he took his food and left for another table.)

"WHAT THE HELL!" Gokudera rounded on the swordsman. "LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!"

"Haha, sorry!"

"SORRY AIN'T GONNA CUT IT YOU FUC -" He had to jump away from Hibari's propagating chains and expertly pulled out his dynamites. "STOP CAUSING TROUBLE FOR THE TENTH OR I'M GOING TO BLOW YOU TILL KINGDOM COME!"

"Maa maa, it's not like they're -"

"EXTREME FIGHT!" Ryohei entered the battle field.

"SHUT UP LAWN HEAD!" Gokudera threw a dynamite.

"WHAT WAS THAT OCTOPUS HEAD?!" The boxer shot back as he evaded, which resulted a broken stairwell.

"WAAAAHHH!" Lambo cried and pulled out his arsenal of lethal weapons of grenades, rocket launchers, TNTs, rifles, and more. "YOU'RE ALL GOING TO PAY FOR RUINING MY FOOD!"

Slash!

Crash!

Bam!

Slam!

Thud!

KABOOM!

Tsuna was sulked in a corner while keeping track of the collateral damage (he was a good boss after all). Two walls, too many tables and chairs, a few doors, windows, lights, a chandelier, the whole back of the restaurant - oh, there goes the second floor... annnnnnd bye bye to the sanity of the restaurant employees.

He didn't even get to eat.

That evening, Melinda and her workers saw the end of the world with morbid horror and came to a conclusion.

The Vongolas are not human.

From that moment on, Tsuna decided that that was the first and last time they go out to eat together - lest they want to be banned from another restaurant while causing the destruction of said restaurant. Besides, he did not want to deal with the paperwork, the lawsuits, and numerous apologies afterwards.

It was suffice to say, Little Miss Muffet, who sat of her tuffet, found a clam sitting beside her. And it frightened Little Miss Muffet away.

Little Miss Muffet was never seen again in Italy.

What do you think? Just warning, next chapter might or might not be the continuation of the previous ones. I might make oneshots or a short series if it gets too long, but they would be spread out - or you can tell me if you want them all together like one chapter after another since I haven't really decide yet.

(Actually, next one is probably Mochida again... it's going to be short series where he starts from events that lead to meeting the guardians up to Decimo.)

I apologize for any grammar mistakes and thanks for reading!