Pissing Off a Skylark
A/N: Hiya hiya! How're you all doing? Me? Oh, I'm fine. Thanks for asking. :P
Anyways, yeah. I'm back with another chapter for you guys! –cheering and applauding-. Yes, yes, thank you, thank you. :)
Sorry for any mistakes.
So yeah. Here it is. Watch out for flying pineapples.
Disclaimer: Is the sky blue? Yes. Is the grass green? Yes. Do I own KHR? NO. STOP BEING A SMARTIE PANTS.
Chapter 3: Watch Out For UFPs (Unidentified Flying Pineapples)
It was another seemingly normal day in the town of Namimori. The sun was out, the air was nice, the children were playing, the grass was growing, pineapples were plotting and scheming… Wait. Scratch that. Just one pineapple in particular.
And he's not an actual pineapple. He just happens to have a freakishly similar resemblance to one.
But don't tell him that face to face. Not unless you want to wake up in some unknown jungle- no, not unless you don't want to wake up tomorrow morning. Period.
Anyways, this pineapple was plotting something (yet again) for our favorite skylark, which was never good. But this pineapple just didn't care. Messing with the skylark lately had been quite entertaining, so he was by no means about to stop just as he was getting started.
And today, he had been struck by a sudden bolt of inspiration.
Well, actually, it had been a pineapple.
"Kufufufufu…"
It was lunchtime at Namimori Middle, and the students were milling around, hanging out with friends, and complying to their growling stomach's wishes.
The rule-enforcing leader of the Discipline Committee was relaxing on the empty rooftop, listening to Hibird singing his favorite song.
"Midori tanabiku, Namimori no..."
Hibari smiled, enjoying the bliss and quiet of the empty roof. No whining herbivores, no loud yelling that got on his nerves, no bastard pineappl- THWACK!
He took that back. There were annoying pineapples.
...Literally.
As he examined the fruity projectile that had hit his head, he tried to sense if anyone was around. He couldn't feel anyone's presence. Then, maybe it was an illusion?
The annoyed Cloud guardian growled. Why was that stupid illusionist bothering him so much lately? He would have to go to Kokuyo Land and bite the basta- THWACK!
The menacing aura that always surrounded him grew. That was never a good sign.
As the irritated skylark moved through town to Kokuyo Land, he was constantly attacked by a barrage of pineapples.
When he stepped out of school, another five flew his way.
As he walked through the neighborhoods, another fifty came flying at him out of nowhere. They were now multicolored, and with the most annoying color schemes possible. Hibari spat. At least they couldn't get worse.
Oh how wrong he was.
He reached the limit when he was practically running through the streets of the shopping district. He had yet to be attacked again by the flying fruits when-
"Kufufufu"
"Kufufu"
"Kufufufu"
The poor skylark wanted to scream. The pineapples that were speeding toward him had the face of that stupid illusionist on them, and what made it worse was that they were all chuckling at him, just like Mukuro would.
That was it.
He smashed all of them to pieces.
But the stupid laugh still echoed quietly in the air.
Hibari slammed his tonfas on the ground.
Somewhere far, far, oh so very far away, out of the reach of biting tonfas…
"Kufufufufufu…"
The next day, Hibari was patrolling around the shopping district, still angry about yesterday, when he bumped into someone.
Tsuna's eyes widened in terror when he saw who he had bumped into. In a panicky voice he started rambling.
"A-Ah! Hi-Hibari-san! Ahahaha, fancy meeting y-you here! I was j-just about to go to that ne-new fruit st-store," he stuttered, "My mom he-heard that they were having a sale on tr-tropical fr-fruit! So-" he stopped in terror as the skylark's eyes narrowed.
Tropical fruits…
Tropical fruits…
Mangoes…
Bananas…
Coconuts…
Papayas…
PINEAPPLES.
"NO." he (almost) yelled out.
Reborn was very amused to find his dame student come home that day bitten to death by his Cloud guardian, and estimated he would be sore for another two week or so.
Wow, it was a record for the skylark.
Tsuna crashed into bed and kept mumbling about fruits and birds, groaning in pain.
He vowed to never mention fruits in front of his Cloud guardian again. Ever.
This came to me in a sudden burst of inspiration. And no, I wasn't hit by a pineapple. Hope you liked it~ :]
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I'll be back soon with another chapter, Please Review! If you don't, who knows, maybe you'll be attacked by creepy chuckling pineapples too! Kufufufufu… :)