OMAKE # 8: What went wrong on a very Christmas morning…-
Date: Christmas day 1997
Location: Saotome mansion
Time: 9:30 AM
For all little boys and girls, it was the start of a day to celebrate with festive joy. Saotome stood in front of his bedroom mirror. He was dressed up as the…- uh, well you get the whole image. He was still wearing his trademark sunglasses to add onto the 'Santa' appearance. One practiced 'Ho ho ho,' then he was out of his room. He was an uncle on a mission to surprise a young teenager and a toddler.
EKSTASIS ~ EKSTASIS ~ EKSTASIS
Cheerful Christmas carols emitting from a black stereo, which was set upon an elaborate white kitchen island. Numerous bags of candies were crowded around the stereo. Asami and Yuudai were the only people in the kitchen. The two had Christmas themed aprons over their clothing, since they were currently in the midst of decorating a medium-sized gingerbread house. So far, they had one side of the roof topped with red and green Chocó drops. Extra sweet, white frosting was used to paste on the various sweets to the gingerbread house. Yuudai sighed. What a complete waste of candies. The medium-sized gingerbread house was big enough to shelter a Doberman. Oh well…- at least Asami was having fun decorating a wall of the gingerbread house. The toddler's pudgy little hands were messy with white frosting and bits of gingerbread crumbs.
"Asami-chan, did you take a bite out of this cookie?" Asked the young teenager, holding up a gingerbread man that was the very image of Saotome. Oh. Boy. Its right arm was gone.
"It was yummy!" The young girl beamed cheerfully, only to have Yuudai emit another sigh.
Hmm. For sure, the cookie couldn't be used as part of the gingerbread display now. Yuudai sweat dropped. Wouldn't this count as cannibalism?! Probably.
Yuudai slightly smiled, "Let's wash our hands. Afterwards we can head to the living…-"
"~Ho, ho, ho!" Beamed Saotome, once he appeared out of nowhere. He stood on one of the kitchen stools, with a fairly huge red Christmas bag slung over his right shoulder, "~Merry Christmas, my dear little children…- Santa-san has come to give you some presents!~"
Yuudai wasn't surprised at all. Uh. Oh. The unexpected entrance had Asami crying out in fear from the 'big scary man dressed in bright colors.' Saotome was completely shocked when Asami refused to let him pick her up. The young girl continued to cry. Sure enough, the atmosphere had completely changed. Already Saotome was in a corner of the kitchen mumbling of how 'useless he felt.' Yuudai carried Asami out of the kitchen, ignoring the fact that she was getting the strands of his long black hair sticky with white frosting. Asami sniffled. Her eyes still displayed fear.
"No need to be afraid," Said Yuudai, "If anyone chooses to harm you in anyway. I'll be by your side to protect you."
