Author's note – Yet another place I really feel I am pushing it to get my next chapter, but oh well...
329a) My Mod Sol
Genre: Humor
Main Characters: Toshiro, Mod Sol Toshiro
Rating: K+
The small taicho held the small, red sphere in the palm of his hand, rolling it around with his fingers. He sat in his room, having been told to recuperate for a couple of days when he noticed a fluffy blue stuffed animal sitting on a shelf. He blinked a couple of times, then stuffed it into the small being and waited a few minutes.
The thing had been a gift from Matsumoto, in her constant attempt to have something about him that was child like other then his appearance, but he resisted it. He watched as the small, blue fluffy thing suddenly moved, and then started bouncing at him, irritated quite greatly. "I'm going to prove that I can protect that better then you can."
However, it stopped short and the small taicho flopped backwards onto his bed. "I think you should think about the fact that you are lucky to be alive, compared to the other Mod Sols that we finally defeated."
At that, the stuffed animal paused for a few minutes. "Why did you bring me back? How are you even allowed to keep me?"
"Who knows," the preteen stated, staring up at the ceiling. "I think though, you of all people, having shared my memories know even better then me why I did this. Are you going to call me weak."