"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God~!" screeched Sana-chan while watching chaos let loose.
She wasn't exactly in a panicked state. More like an excited, everything-is-so-kewl state.
*Babbit* Fire, fire everywhere! Babbit patrol!
And some Babbits in fire engines rush up and in a rush of harsh water they put the fire out.
Woo hoo! Babbits save the day!
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnddddddddddddddddddddddd......
"I can't believe they sell these poochi's at mcdonalds now!" Sana-chan continued, pushing around the lil robotic dog.
"So cold...." Muttered Nao. "The water was cold..."
"I got a meowchi.." Hayama said, unenthusiastically rolling the shiny blue robotic animal across the table.
"You boys are in deep trouble ya know." Zenjirou stated, standing in front of the kids, with his hands on his hips trying to make an impression of an intimidating adult, but with his sticky out teeth failed miserably.
"Owrh yhwreah. Thrat rraminds mre. Yrwro brworke my café!" Sana struggled to say well eating a fist full of fries.
"It's not your café" Hayama muttered turning away from the girl.
But Nao's attitude was different. In no time he was beside Sana-chan on his knees begging for forgiveness.
"Ohhhh Sana-chan! I'm so sorry for burning down your café! I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy" Which is when he began to bow down like Sana was some sorta God, who just looked at him kawaiily. (It's not a word... Sue me[=p)
"Alright! Who are the kids that burned down my bar-er café?!"
This big meaty guy, with a pasty white face and no eyebrows demanded coming into the Micky Ds across the street.
*Babbit* Oh the pleasures of Baka Slang
Nao whipped around mid-worship and stared wide mouth at his pursuer.
Hayama just slurped his coke, and looked unexpressively at the glue-paste man, who just admitted that he'd let minors into his bar disguised as a café.
"Baka.." he muttered under his breath.
"What'd you say, kid?!" the man yelled, seemingly spitting out the words so Hayama had to wipe his face off with his sleeve.
"I said that it was a nice café"
'You're a lyer, Hayama! You said he was a ba-" Sana managed to say before Hayama covered her mouth.
"Shut up" he whispered.
"Omigod! You're not gonna charge us are you?" Nao cried, jumping up to the man.
"Charge you? OFCOURSE I'M GONNA CHARGE YOU, BOY! Driving around like a maniac when you're only twelve, and then burning down my café!?"
She wasn't exactly in a panicked state. More like an excited, everything-is-so-kewl state.
*Babbit* Fire, fire everywhere! Babbit patrol!
And some Babbits in fire engines rush up and in a rush of harsh water they put the fire out.
Woo hoo! Babbits save the day!
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnddddddddddddddddddddddd......
"I can't believe they sell these poochi's at mcdonalds now!" Sana-chan continued, pushing around the lil robotic dog.
"So cold...." Muttered Nao. "The water was cold..."
"I got a meowchi.." Hayama said, unenthusiastically rolling the shiny blue robotic animal across the table.
"You boys are in deep trouble ya know." Zenjirou stated, standing in front of the kids, with his hands on his hips trying to make an impression of an intimidating adult, but with his sticky out teeth failed miserably.
"Owrh yhwreah. Thrat rraminds mre. Yrwro brworke my café!" Sana struggled to say well eating a fist full of fries.
"It's not your café" Hayama muttered turning away from the girl.
But Nao's attitude was different. In no time he was beside Sana-chan on his knees begging for forgiveness.
"Ohhhh Sana-chan! I'm so sorry for burning down your café! I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy" Which is when he began to bow down like Sana was some sorta God, who just looked at him kawaiily. (It's not a word... Sue me[=p)
"Alright! Who are the kids that burned down my bar-er café?!"
This big meaty guy, with a pasty white face and no eyebrows demanded coming into the Micky Ds across the street.
*Babbit* Oh the pleasures of Baka Slang
Nao whipped around mid-worship and stared wide mouth at his pursuer.
Hayama just slurped his coke, and looked unexpressively at the glue-paste man, who just admitted that he'd let minors into his bar disguised as a café.
"Baka.." he muttered under his breath.
"What'd you say, kid?!" the man yelled, seemingly spitting out the words so Hayama had to wipe his face off with his sleeve.
"I said that it was a nice café"
'You're a lyer, Hayama! You said he was a ba-" Sana managed to say before Hayama covered her mouth.
"Shut up" he whispered.
"Omigod! You're not gonna charge us are you?" Nao cried, jumping up to the man.
"Charge you? OFCOURSE I'M GONNA CHARGE YOU, BOY! Driving around like a maniac when you're only twelve, and then burning down my café!?"
