This concerns Tsuna and Co. and Reborn with humor and random crack...
And Afro.
Yes, you heard me, another RebornxWanya/Artemis humor crack with Afros at the end.
For some reason... *shakes head* You know I have to use numerous translators just to translate this song since I can't find any English translation lyrics... so, yeah, and some I 'assumed' on my own, so don't blame me if it's inaccurate. *bows*
I think I'm going to die laughing at this... Message would add humor to the fire. X333
=Afro Sergeant=
"Really, who wrote 'serious' and reads it?
Turn the bellybutton of the universe and life,
We're so straightforward
PYUA~!
Blonde straight at the enemy;
Spinning the eyes of the world after that sharp swing
Shure!
Fire 3,2,1; Selfish, escalation head!
The Afro-Sergeant, The Afro-Sergeant's Afro
The Afro-Sergeant, The Afro-Sergeant's Afro
The Afro-Sergeant, The Afro-Sergeant's Afro
The Afro-Sergeant, The Afro-Sergeant's Afro
Nya~!"
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"WAHAHAHAHA~!!"
Sora wasn't sure what to take on in this situation, but amongst the people who are here consisting of her friend, Tsuna, and his two buddies, Yamamoto and Gokudera, as well as Lambo, Fuuta, I-pin and Reborn, she was sure as heck she'll die young at this stage for laughing too hard at the sight before her.
"Sora-chan?"
"You're...You're... Hahaha... your hea.... hihihi..."
Apparently, her baby-companion, Wanya, said she'll be with Tsuna's while she finishes her tutor session with a neighbor and as soon as the female entered the brunette male's room, the only thing focused towards the orange-haired female's attention is...
"Yes, Sky-chan," Wanya grumbled, petite arms crossed despite being hidden from the gray-black cloak she dons. "Afros; now stop laughing at us having this ridiculous hairdo already and help us settle this problem before anything else happen." Sora couldn't help but (loudly) wonder, though, as of why Lambo is not affected...
Oh, right, silly her, he's already in his Afro even before this situation happened.
And what exactly happened?
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"Oha~!"
"Ciaossu, Artemis."
"I told you, I'm Wanya! Wan. Ya. Wanya!"
Wanya jumped towards the brunette male's shoulders (aware that the rest are around on his room) as she gave another bow, her witch hat bobbed on her actions as she jumped down from her perch and trotted herself towards the coffee table.
"Anyway," She spoke with her squeaky tone, her slate-gray optics (Reborn knew that the color of her eyes were only from contacts) brimming with mischief, like always. "I got a message from Sky-chan's dear Tuna-fish!" Artemis... or, rather, Wanya, pointed her small finger towards the brunette as Tsuna knew who she meant. Yeah, he's not surprise if everyone else starts calling him that, but he would rather that only Sora should call him that (As of how did the baby-witch knew is out of the question). "She said she'll devour your flesh and spit your bones out!" That gave the poor guy a shriek (even though he knows Sora wouldn't do that....?) as the silver-haired male gave a growl towards the small female while Yamamoto only laughed, proclaiming this as a cute banter from the little one. "Just joking, she wouldn't do that," Said male gave a sigh of relief, to be followed by, "She'll just going to kick your nuts if you didn't do your homework. And that means you too, Bomb guy, Baseball guy!" Now, Gokudera and Yamamoto knew that Sora might be kidding, but they rather be safe than sorry and just follow if they want their 'most important organ'- as Ryohei had said- to be protected from a certain, orange-head's kick.
Tsuna wasn't sure if it's actually a good idea to let Wanya stay with Sora further; what in the world she is teaching this kid in the first place, anyway?
And, thus, the trio (Tsuna, Gokudera and Yamamoto) did their homeworks in safety of their 'nuts', knowing that with Sora Ichiroku around, nobody's safe... except Fuuta if he behaves. He was playing with both Lambo and I-pin, which made the teen's study-session a little harder to concentrate while Reborn notices that the small witch was tinkering something with a green-colored bazooka.
"Where'd you get that?" Reborn asked as he sat beside the child, eying the said item with curiosity.
"Ah, this?" Wanya replied, showing the said bazooka towards the baby Mafioso with a Cheshire-like grin spread on her lips. "It's something I cooked up sometime ago back in Sky-chan's place." Oh, right, Reborn thought, she was staying at Sora's and practically used her bedroom, more likely her closet, as a makeshift invention room of hers. "I planned on testing it but not sure if it'll work."
"Then what is it?" The Mafioso asked once more, promptly grabbing the bazooka away from her and looking on it at every angle. "It looks like the cow-brat's Ten-year bazooka, come to think about it." He does had a point, Wanya nodded. "Does it function like his bazooka?"
Before Wanya could even answer, however, the bazooka disappeared only to be seen in the hands of the said cow-brat, AKA Lambo, as he laughed and played with the said item.
"WOW, COOL TOY!" He squealed, flailing the said item.
"Give that back!" Wanya whined, trying to tug the whole thing away from him but no avail.
"Give back!" I-pin insisted to help the poor witch-baby as she chased around the room while Lambo run away from the Chinese assassin, Fuuta decided to help along.
"Ah, we're busy here, can you do that outside?" Tsuna groaned, fearing for his math exam as he tried to shoo everyone so him and his friends could concentrate. "Come on, we're trying to study!" He whined.
"Let me handle this, boss!" Gokudera insisted, pulling out his dynamites but just as he was about to throw them away, Lambo somehow accidentally aimed the weapon at Tsuna and pulled the trigger as purple smoke surrounded him.
"Juudaime~!"
"Tsuna!"
As the smoke cleared itself, silence fell from the whole room before another outburst came in from- who else?- Gokudera.
"JUUDAIME, WHAT HAPPENED??"
"Hahaha~! Tsuna, are you ok?"
Blinking, Tsuna wondered if he was in the future but after seeing his friends still in their younger self, he gave a sigh of relief... wait a minute, why does his head feels something heavy, he thought as the brunette male touched his head only to notice...
"WAHAHAHA~! TSUNA HAS AFRO!"
And that made him realize...
"Looks like it's working just fine!"
The said male turned his head towards the witch-baby as she clasped her hands, amused at the success of her invention with a smile as if she was even glad Lambo took her 'weapon' away from her. An involuntary twitch appeared from his eyes as he frantically looked towards his mirror, only to find out that what the cow-brat had said is true- he's donning with a brown afro!
"I have an Afro?" Tsuna twitched as he noticed Lambo was more than hyper now to test this object to everyone. Unfortunately, everyone was not spared as the occupants of the room, save for Reborn and Lambo (He already has a Afro) for some reason, had their hairs turned into Afros.
"Neat, we're playing disco, right?" Yamamoto chimed, amused at his new 'do while the bomber was less than pleased on his crowning glory.
"GAH, WHAT DID YOUR TOY DID TO MY HEAD!?" The said silver-haired male growled to both Lambo, who was the one shooting the darned thing, and to Wanya, who was the one invented the said item. Fuuta and I-pin seemed not minding about the situation, and Yamamoto thought it was another game of some-sort, but Wanya tried to wriggle free from the bomber's grasp as Tsuna frantically tried to settle everyone down. "Bring Juudaime's hair back to what it was before or I'll maul you!" He threatened, shaking the poor baby to submission.
"Hiii, I don't know how to counter it~!" Wanya whined, arms flailing as she tried to get herself free. "I told you, it's in the testing stage, I haven't found a way to reverse the effect immediately!"
"Meaning?"
"It'll be around an hour or three before the effects wore itself off naturally."
Dropping the baby (which gave an 'oof' squeal), the three teens knew what it meant.
They're doomed.
"Ah, what should we do about it?" Yamamoto asked, looking at the blonde-haired baby as she gave a pondering thought before a shrug replied from her. "Can't you fix it until then? If Sora-chan sees this, she'll get angry at you!"
"Crap, forgot about that!" Tsuna exclaimed, bot realizing that in a few minutes, his friend would arrive to check on them about their homework. And if Sora sees them goofing off, they knew one thing...
They're doomed.
SLAM!
"Tsuna, I'm coming up!"
And, speak of the devil, Sora arrived right on cue as they could hear footsteps coming closer from the other side of the door heading towards the brunette's room. He tried to find a way to conceal this humiliation of (almost) everyone having an Afro when the door opened (He gave another involuntary "Hiiii~!" out of surprise) when Sora entered.
"Tsuna, I....?"
And that is where the whole thing started, Sora seeing everyone (save for Reborn and Lambo) in their Afro glory, staring at them for a few minutes before bursting herself laughing as if she hadn't seen anything humorous for a while.
"Oh, come on," Sora spoke after calming down, promptly (and roughly, may we add) taking the bazooka away from Lambo and turned the item around for her to look at. "Take a chill, it's not like the Afros are permanent, right?" She chided, peering at the hole before turning it around once more. "Hm... must be out of ammo or something..." She murmured, ignoring the silent plea, growl or otherwise from her surroundings.
Unfortunately, though...
POOF!
Purple smoke surrounded the female as, next thing everyone knew, she is now sporting a orange-colored afro as she blinked from the unexpected turn of events (and of hair-do) and looked at the bazooka as if she wanted to curse the thing to oblivions.
"Er... Sora, you okay there?"
Twitch.
And all hell breaks loose as the said female demanded for her head to return back to normal or else. Don't worry, the male teens' nuts were saved... but not everything else, unfortunately.
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"A-ha! I knew I just left it somewhere!"
Blowing the dust off from the item, Artemis admired the green bazooka at hand as Reborn watched from the door in the attic, a small smirk placed onto his lips.
"Isn't that the 'Afro Bazooka' you were tinkering back then?" Reborn spoke in a suave tone as Artemis walked towards the male Hitman, hand still holding the said bazooka. "It seems to be small compared to when you held it ten years ago, yes?" He added as she nodded and checked if the said item was still in mint condition.
"Suppose," Artemis replied back, sea-green optics gleaming from behind her oval spectacles. "Wonder if it's still working," she murmured more to herself as she tried to look for the other end of the weapon. "Can't remember which end is which, though." The woman admitted. "I wonder if this--"
POOF!
"Er... whoops?"
The familiar purple smoke cleared around Reborn as Artemis stopped her tracks, looked onto her companion with a blank look, before she burst into laughing which caused a frown from the Hitman's face.
"Seriously, Artemis," Reborn spoke in a stern manner, arms crossed as he was sporting a slate-colored Afro in his head that was quite larger than his head. "If you don't find a way to reverse the effect by the time I'll be out on a mission, I'm going to kill you." That didn't helped her from stopping her laugh, though, seeing how the image doesn't fit so well with Reborn's image.
An afro on the GREAT Hitman Reborn, really...
"Artemis, did you disposed of the item properly?" Reborn spoke, feeling that it wouldn't be the end of the Afro Bazooka.
"Yes, I already did.."
And, thus, the last time the Afro Bazooka was seen from the hands of Artemis as the said item was seen in the trash can, until....
"Ushishishi~! And, what is this?"
"Ooh, gimme~!"
A Cheshire-like smile spread from the orange-haired Varia member's face as Antoinette faced Belphegor, hands clutching onto the Bazooka greedily that came from the trash can. They don't know what it does, but they knew that it must be disposed for a reason.
The most Crack-filled drabble I have ever made. I couldn't really imagine what's like if everyone in Reborn! had Afros, but if I were given a chance... well, it could be worse.
I am so going to be hunted down by it. It's a light comedy fluff, and probably the last part was Artemis' way of humiliating Reborn for 'her own personal pleasure and fun', as Sora would want to say it. I am threatened that there might be a squeal (since our lovely Prince the Ripper and his companion had taken their hands onto the said bazooka) with the Varia as our lucky victim.... though, knowing me, it'll take a long time before that happens, so yeah. *cough*
Yes, Afros. This is definitely going to the scrap pile. *sigh*
Er...
And, now, for the usual; the song for this (crack) drabble would be 'Afro Gunsou' by Dance Man from the anime "Sgt. Keroro". I don't own the song, the anime Reborn!, or anything else. I only own my characters and this drabble, so yeah. Nothing else to say...
Message would make the Vongola Guardians dance the 'Disco Night Fever'. It'll be fun. X33