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The Kindergarten Affair
By Areku
Part 7- The House of DOOM
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It is impossible to spend every waking minute with someone without your parents knowing whom. It took the Tenkawa parents longer to discover this fact than normal parents. This was partially due to Akito not being the type of child to recite every blessed detail of every day of his life. All this to say, the Misumarus and the Tenkawas met. I will not delve into this initial meeting because it would make this chapter too long.
Parents have this idea that when their children are friends they will want to spend as much time together as possible. Mrs. Misumaru and Mrs. Tenkawa were no exception, so as soon as they met they started arranging play dates and sleepovers. Yes, it is unusual for a sleep over to occur between members of the opposite sex. Please keep in mind that these parents are not your ordinary parents.
Anyway, the first of these sleepovers was to take place at the Misumaru house while the Tenkawa parents were gone. Akito was too retrieve his belongings after Kindergarten and go to Yurika's house. There he would spend the following day and night.
It is needless to say; Akito was less than pleased. He could only imagine all the scary things his blue haired 'friend' kept in that house. He could see her 'cutesy' wallpaper and pretty pink bedspread, not to mention the fluffy stuffed animals and the dolls.
He could see her dresser, full of torture devices, just like his moms. It would hold jars and vials, all of which you were forbidden to touch. All of these could be used on him at some point during the sleep over. There were brushes pulling his hair out. Then there was that smelly stuff that mommies always use when they go out with daddies. Once Akito had been playing with his mommy's and had accidentally pushed on the top. Some rain looking stuff came out and got in his eyes and nose.
The most useful of all feminine horrors would be the lipstick. Personally Akito liked using it across his face, like all the people on TV did. But NNOOoooo, girls said you could only put it on your lips, no where else.
Worst of the dresser items would be the nail polish. Why do they call it nail polish anyway? It should be called nail paint, since that's what it does. It would be applied to his nails, and all over his fingers. Then they would be stiff, and yucky looking, and they would taste bad when he tried to bite his nails.
Next came the toys... the horror... All those girly items they advertised during Genkiganger would of course be displayed in her room. The fragile, the fluffy, and all of that pink stuff made him shudder.
The terrifying dolls, with their big blue eyes always watching you... thousand of eyes all around. Then there were their porcelain faces, so fragile they were unbreakable. They had that tempting glossy skin, saying 'touch me, break me.' If you responded to their taunts you would be in more trouble than ever imagined.
Then worst of all were the stuffed animals; they were even more threatening than the dolls. They were so unrealistic that they must be able to move. Whenever you turned your back they would jump up and move around. It didn't matter what they did they were still terrifying. You could be on the other side one side of the room and look across the room and one of the toys would be staring at you. You would look in his eyes for awhile then decided that the game is too scary and go outside.
"I'll bring Genkiganger just incase. He can protect me." Then again, Genkiganger was only one; Yurika would have millions of stuffed animals. What if they all ganged up on Genki at once? Akito shuddered, and stuffed Genkiganger 5 in his bag, just to be safe.
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Next door
Akito knocked on the door secretly hopping that no one would answer and he could go home. The door creaked and he jumped.
"Oh Akito," Mrs. Misumaru opened the door, "please come in. Yurika is waiting up in her room. She wants to show you all her toys." Mrs. Misumaru was not an unpleasant woman. She seemed quite outgoing when talking to the little boy, unlike her screwed up daughter. "Do you want some help with that?" She indicated the bag.
"No," he rapped his arms around it tighter; "I can take it."
"Okay, you go upstairs and turn left. Her room is right there. Once you put your things down you two can come down and have some cookies."
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"AH-ki-TO," a high pitched voice sang, "Akito, Akito, Akito" she peeked out from behind her door, "come on in."
He very gingerly followed her.
"I'm so excited! We're going to have so much fun tonight! Fist we'll play hairdresser. Second we'll play with my stuffies. Then when Mommy comes in we'll only pretend to go to bed, but really tell scary stories all night."
It would be interesting to clock the rate at which Yurika was speaking. It would be more interesting to make a study of how she fit so many words in one breath. It would be even more interesting to find out why Akito wasn't completely inside the room yet.
Akito stood just inside the door. Staring at the walls. There were no shelves full of dolls, as he feared. The dresser didn't have any makeup on it. The bed spread was blue. He sighed with relief and then his eyes fell on a chest full of stuffed animals.
END
AN I've scared myself writing this chapter. Now I feel like all my animal thingys will be jumping around... Somebody save me!!!
Anyway, next chapter is a very special event in Yurika's little life. See you then. Areku waves
Disclaimer, the rights to Nadesico are held by Kia Asamiya, Xebec, and ADV. All of which I greatly respect, and have no intention of ripping off. So please don't sue me.
