Lucy: Hello again! I'm sorry with my mistake of spelling Kaoru! I will spell it right now!
Kyouya: Oh yeah, you can only spell your own name can't you…
Lucy: Oi! I can spell cabbage…
Kyouya: Right…anyway, Lucy does not own Ouran. If she did, there would be lots of weirdness going on…
Lucy: Yay!
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Huni's Hour
Sighing, Huni entered the room quietly. The whole quiet thing had not been his idea.
Originally, he was going to run into the room shouting 'Haru-chan', pink flowers swirling round his head, and jump on Haruhi to give her a hug.
However when he told Mori his great idea, he had been pulled aside and told nicely (and yet firmly) by Mori and mainly Kyouya, that if he did that he would be instantly disqualified.
Huni decided to conform. After all, if this was the only way he was going to get to look after Haruhi then he'd just have too be quiet.
Walking over to Haruhi's bedside, were she was still sleeping (Yay! Sleepy Haruhi!) Huni checked her temperature like Mori had told him too.
It was still a little high.
Huni sat down in a chair by the bed, and thought. How do you get temperatures down?
Slowly he remembered something…
Flash back (!)
Huni was about ten and lying in bed. He had a high fever.
Someone opened the door and he smelt oranges. Opening his eyes he was greeted with the sight of his little brother and dad, and many maids holding trays of orange juice and oranges.
He then remembered his dad telling him to eat and drink lots of oranges and orange juice too help him get better.
End of flash back (!)
Huni had an idea. What if he combined oranges which would help Haruhi get better and the best thing in the world, CAKE!
He got up and left the room. This would be great.
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Haruhi woke up smelling oranges. Sitting up she was greeted by the sight of Huni in a pink chef's hat and apron with bunnies on, holding a plate.
Sitting next to her, Haruhi noticed was Usa-chan also wearing a pink chefs hat.
'He probably put it there to look after me' Haruhi thought.
'Haru-chan! Look what I have for you! It'll make you better again!'
Haruhi looked at the plate which Huni was holding. Haruhi gasped.
On the plate sat a slightly burnt cake, which looked as if it had been sat on. On top of the cake were lots of heavily burnt shapes, which reminded Haruhi of orange segments. The edges were smouldering.
'Err… Huni- senpai I think the cake is on fire…'
'Ha-ru-chan, Ha-ru-chan! I made you a cake!' Huni chanted, not noticing that Haruhi had seen the 'cake' or what Haruhi had just said.
The plate's edge started to burn.
Downstairs, Mori's instincts kicked in. He smelt smoke, and quickly with the aid of a map located it in the west wing.
'Hmm…west wing…west wing..?'
Slowly, realisation kicked in. Haruhi's room was in the west wing. Huni was looking after Haruhi…
Mori ran very fast towards the west wing.
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Meanwhile in Haruhi's room, panic was taking place. Huni was running around with a burning cake and Haruhi had collapsed in a coiffing fit.
Mori burst in and quickly grabbed the cake and threw it out of the window.
After Haruhi had been given some water and put back to bed.
Outside the room Kyouya smiled. Next up would be Hikaru.
'Hmm…' Kyouya said to himself as he smiled the coldest (and sexiest!) smile ever in history, 'I might have to make this a bit interesting…'
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Ok! That's chapter three done lol! What will happen next time? Find out soon!
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