Minna...I'll not update for a while. So for that, I'm sorry.

Not that I'll ignore this fanfiction. I'll just be busy for school...Don't worry. Expect more updates as soon as I finish these schoolworks in hand. :)

Saitama and Toshi!

"Uh, I guess you could say that?" Toshi replied and glided around. Saitama is just lightly amused and said, "Cool." His dumb face plastered and his poor posture looks like a humped gorilla.

Toshi only chuckled lightly. He never expected a reaction like that.

Saitama just made a small and stupid smile before he fixed his posture. "I must be going. You want to follow me or somethin'?" Saitama joked with a grin. Toshi nodded enthusiastically. "Can I?!"

"Uh, yeah, of course...not," Saitama said as a flash of regret crossed over his face. Toshi stuck out his tongue childishly and went beside him.

The two just went around the neighborhood, pointing at stuff and making snide remarks about the bland choices of colors. Sometimes Toshi would make rackets like scare random stray cats hiding from the rain while Saitama scolds him, saying something about 'Cats being holy' when suddenly a splash echoed.

The drumming of the raindrops faded with the background as the water rippled. "The fishes could mistake this as the sea," Saitama grumbled, referring to the water that is reaching his waist. He fell into the crater filled with water on the ground. It was freshly formed just a month ago when Saitama punched the ground in frustration. He missed a very valuable sale that time.

"Saitama, you're just exaggerating," Toshi pointed out.

Saitama stayed there while enjoying the cold - and surprisingly clear - water. "I feel like a duck," he remarked as he kneeled down, letting his whole body be soaked in water. Well, except his head. "So, do you need some help getting out of there?" Toshi drawled.

Saitama mumbled something as he helped himself out of the hole, not expecting Toshi to pull him out of it. Now there he is, body soaking and dripping wet. He just let the umbrella fulfill its duty. To protect him from falling rain.

"Ahahaha!" the laughter behind the two boomed. Emerging from the water hole - as Saitama called the crater - behind them is a guy wearing a labcoat and holding some kind of small cube. "It is I, Precipitater!" he announced. "I call forth rain and aother forms of precipitation! You, hairless human,..." "Damn you!" "...are the first to experience the rain that I called! Thanks to this machine I created, I can manipulate everything that concerns weather!" Precipitater cackled. The machine he had been referring to is hidden behind his palms, away from Saitama's line of sight.

Saitama just sent the guy a once-over and a nod. "Should I thank you, or should I thank that machine?" he asked with a stupid smile. Toshi is at the background, comically laughing his heart out knowing Saitama is the only one who can hear him. But Saitama's question irked Precipitater to who-knows-how-much. "You don't understand," he said. "Have you ever heard of Noah's Ark?"

"Of course dude. Who didn't?" Saitama remarked solemnly. Though I am not THAT religious, I heard the story a thousand times to the point I can make a movie without the need of a sequence script.

"Then, do you understand tbe situation you are in?" Precipitater gestured to Saitama and the surroundings.

Saitama shrugged and said "Nope. Mind filling me in?"

"If this rain continues, it can create flood by next month and will completely wipe Japan out of the globe. And after Japan, I'll drown the other countries and continents out of the map. I'll make Earth a whole kingdom of Atlantis. A paradise with no other living beings but marine life!" Precipitater announced.

Did he just said, wipe out the whole Japan? Wait, if that happens, then the stores with the greatest sales will also be wiped out. I can't let that happen!

"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!"

"Oh, so you finally understand the situation," Precipitater said with a smirk. "THIS IS A DISASTER! A CALAMITY! A CATASTROPHE! THERE IS AN EVENT NEXT MONTH! HAVE YOU HEARD THAT THE PRIZE IS A HUNDRED COUPONS OF FREE DRY PRODUCTS?!" Saitama exclaimed.

Oh how Saitama can hear the joyful, comical bells of laughter in the background - courtesy of Toshi. Precipitater is entirely pissed off. "You little..."

"Uh uh. No way you Prince-Spit-paper," Saitama said with an equally-pissed face. "It is Precipitater," Precipitater filled in. "Whatever. You insulted my bald head already, I won't let you make fun of my size as well," he said.

Not a moment after, another crater is made for all the water to happily flow in.

Saitama kept walking around as the rain decided started to pour no more than a light shower. The umbrella serves no purpose anymore after being struck by lightning. His body is already wet for that matter. So he just closed it back.

"Thank you for your services," he muttered at the tattered umbrella and just clutched it on his left hand. On his right hand is the small machine Precipitater had not long ago. It looks like a regular cellphone with a strap, but the functions are quite nifty. Installed in it is a irregularly small chip and an application that helps manipulate the wind movement, temperature, humidity and other key ingredients that affects weather. Thank Precipitater. "This will save my life," Saitama muttered and tossed the thing up and down. "It comes with a waterproof function as well," he said and marched down the sidewalk happily.

"Oh Saitama, you're so strong earlier. You made a huge crater!" Toshi exclaimed.

"Nope. The cement and foundation of the road is just weak," Saitama said, a light sarcasm is intended, but Toshi did not notice. "Why did you do it anyway? Precipitater is still a good two meters away from you when you punched the ground," Toshi asked and thought about earlier. "Did you intend to intimidate him?" he added.

"Actually, I was just too pissed off when he called me hairless, which of course meant I am bald. It is not my fault to be bald in the first place. And being bald is not a problem as well..." Saitama kept on mumbling, always managing to place the word 'bald' in each sentence. And each word makes him feel worse than ever.

Earlier»

"..." Precipitater is taken back by the amount of damage. And he also noticed how little to no effort did Saitama pat the ground. "Ah, that really helped me release my stress," Saitama inquired. "So, where was I? Ah yes! Prince-spit-paper," he started. Within milliseconds, he is already in front of Precipitater and snatched the device.

"You better find a more decent job rather than having a shitty half-assed machine that can manipulate the fucking weather. Weather forecasters forecast weather for a reason. Do you know how hard I tried finding my umbrella?"

Precipitater stood on the ground like it will explode if he moved. His bones and muscle tensed as his only moving muscles in him are the ones in his eyes that followed Saitama's movements and his heart beating loudly under his rib cage. An hour after Saitama left the poor Precipitater did he only manage to move his mouth. "That guy...he is dangerous."

Tbh, if Saitama were to make a movie about Noah's Ark, I could already see how he named Noah /pronounced as 'no-ə/ as Knowah /still pronounced as 'nō-ə/ .