"Master Tsuna, none of the guardians have lice. You may proceed with your game."

Why were the Guardians getting checked for lice? Long story short, they were playing a game that involved sharing a bandana. They had learned the hard way years ago that it may result in lice due to Gokudera tracking them in from a mission. (He bought a hat from a thrift shop. This ultimately resulted in certain members of the Vongola having itchy scalps.)

Tsuna slipped the bandana over his eyes. There was some rustling as Chrome rummaged through a candy package, quickly checking what flavor it was. Tsuna opened his mouth, accepting the jelly bean from Chrome. The sweet-loving boy cringed. "Black coffee…"

"Correct! One point Tsuna." Chrome announced the score so a maid could write it down on a nearby white board and then took the bandana from Tsuna, slipping it over her head.

Tsuna picked up a random jelly bean, looked at the flavor, and popped it in Chrome's mouth. "…I feel like a cannibal. Pineapple."

There were laughs as the bandana changed hands to Gokudera. Yamamoto pressed a jelly bean against his lips.

"…why am I tasting fried chicken?"

"Because it is fried chicken flavor…?"

"What the fuck?!"

Yamamoto was up next. Gokudera, still shocked that there was a fried-chicken flavored jelly bean, dropped one into his mouth.

"Grape."

"Correct!"

"….Lambo-sama is jealous..."

"Perk up! It's your turn next."

"Lambo-sama tastes… beer."

"Correct! Wait a second, you're underage, how do you know that?" Tsuna went from congratulatory to overprotective-older-brother mode.

"Er… I'm in the mafia?"

"We are going to have a talk later, mister! Hibari, you're next."

Tsuna placed the jelly bean against Hibari's lips. The former-prefect grudgingly accepted it, rolling the candy around his mouth to find the flavor. After a moment, his lips quirked.

"Vanilla."

"Correct! Mukuro, you next."

Chrome fed her male counterpart a jellybean. Mukuro cringed.

"It's… chocolate."

A good chunk of the guardians winced sympathetically. After a traumatizing Valentine's Day experience, Mukuro hated chocolate with a passion that borderlined an obsession to do away with the confection.

"Correct, Mukuro… don't spaz, go to your happy place, there are no fangirls trying to get in your pants…" Cue whimper from the guy pineapple.

"MY TURN TO THE EXTREME!"

Hibari fed Ryohei a red jelly bean. Gokudera snorted, knowing how easy it would be to guess it.

"I EXTREMELY DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS IS!"

"It's cherry, idiot!"

"OH! THEN IT'S EXTREME CHERRY!"

"Like it counts anymore, turf-top!"

The game ended with a fight.

KHR

Omake 1:

Hibari staggered into the room, exhausted. His shirt was torn, tie undone, hickeys covered his neck, a red kiss mark made of lipstick was on one cheek, and he was limping.

"So," Tsuna asked, calmly sipping some very sugared down coffee, "how's fangirl duty treating you?"

Omake 2:

"Kyaa! Mukuro's naked! GET HIM!"

Fangirls (and to his horror, fanboys too) chased Mukuro down the Vongola Mansion Hallway. Mukuro was running as fast as he could, praying to every demon he knew (since the gods failed him.) "HELP ME! IT'S NOT MY FAULT CHROME STOLE MY CLOTHES AFTER POKER!"

"LIKE WE CARE! SLOW DOWN, PINEAPPLE CUTIE!"

Mukuro ended up getting mobbed by fangirls (and boys, ewww.) He was not a happy pineapple. (Since he's not a camper…)

Omake 3:

"Where did the strawberry jelly beans go?" Tsuna sifted through the candy dish, unable to find any of the berry-flavored candies.

Somewhere in the Vongola Mansion, the world's strongest hitman was munching on pink candy.

Yes, I know there were quite a few requests for charades (amongst some other games) but this was a plotbunny that I had to get rid of. This is just a taste-test game with jelly beans, though I know it's usually done with Skittles. This chapter also dealt with a few Omakes that I thought you might like. I hope you enjoyed them!

-Lillidappler