Mm-Kay. I am now officially taking requests for one-shots. Yay!
I feel like I haven't updated in ages. Sorry, my internet is still on the fritz. Rawr.
This took me, like, FOREVER to come up with so I hope ya'll like it.
Oh and I'm so sorry for all the comma abuse that I'm certian is in there. I fail completely at commas.
It had just been a simple question.
But it, like everything else that the host club does, was blown way out of proportion.
Haruhi regretted asking it before it finished coming out of her mouth, "What do Hunny and Mori actually do with their guests?"
So that is why, she was now crouching behind a couch unenthusiastically with Hikaru, Kaoru, and Tamaki, pressing their ears up against the red, velvet cloth straining to hear every blessed thing coming from every blessed person's mouth.
'It dawns on me that I didn't even want to know the answer from the start,' thought Haruhi. She obviously wasn't paying attention, so Tamaki nudged her, signaling in some outrageous manner. It took her a couple confusing minutes to figure out that his rabid gestures meant for her to peak over the top of the couch. All Haruhi could see was the top of Hunny's mass of blond hair and pretty much all of Mori.
Tamaki started flailing, and Haruhi had to figure out yet again what he was trying to say. Finally, she saw what Tamaki was pointing to. Hunny was holding a teddy bear.
Tamaki's distraught expression proved that it was his.
Haruhi felt a sudden pang of fear, clenching her heart. "Oh, no, Tamaki. Bad idea," she hissed to stop him from stealing his stuffie back, blowing their cover.
Hunny got up and turned, standing on the couch to see over the back of it. Mori just turned around. The shorter one's eyes widened in glee, "Hi, Tama-chan! Oh! And Haru-chan, and Hika-chan, and Kao-chan! Whatchya doin'?" he asked, though it was pretty obvious that they were spying on him.
The twins smiled mischievously. "That's a nice teddy you have there, Hunny-senpai," they complimented. Hunny smiled, and Tamaki fumed.
"I know! He's so fluffy and cute!" the loli shota bounced in excitement, and gave Tamaki's teddy bear a big squeeze. "I never want to let him go!"
Tamaki was practically foaming at the mouth as he seethed, rolling all over the ground in frustration. How Hunny didn't notice their president's display was beyond comprehension. Maybe he was just used to it at this point. Mori, luckily, understood immediately.
The tall third year gathered up Hunny's Bun-bun, who had been tossed to the side to make room for the new toy. He walked it over to the trash can and held it over the opening for a split second before a wail from Hunny stopped him.
"What are you doing?" he cried.
"You love your teddy," Mori mumbled, dangling the stuffie.
Hunny jumped from his seat, understanding immediately Mori's thought process, and was clutching his Bun-bun in a flash. 'The speed of a tiny martial artist,' thought Haruhi dryly.
Tears welled in Hunny's eyes. "I'm so sorry Bun-bun! I'll never hold another stuffie again!" He wailed his apology, gripping his bunny with his strong hands so tight his knuckles turned white. His wet face dampened the pink cloth of his one and only stuffed animal.
Tamaki sniffled as he went to pick up his teddy, left lying face down on the ground.