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I'm Cleaning Out My Closet
Chapter Two: The School
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Monday morning came, and found Kurapica sitting in a kindergarten classroom. That is, sitting in the classroom watching the kids play. "Miss Pika!" Little Shizuku called, "Look-y!" She held up a piece of paper, which was covered with multicolored stick figures. "It's you teaching the class."
"Wow!" Kurapica said, feigning surprise.
"It's for you. You're the bestest teacher in the whole wide world!"
"Thanks." She said, tacking it up on the wall, where there were about a gazillion more. "I love it!"
Shizuku went back to her table and continued coloring.
A few minutes later, Killua came over, dragging Gon. "Oh, c'mon." He muttered. "'T's only a few minutes!"
Gon immediately blushed. Redder than Hisoka's head, Kurapica thought grimly. Dismissing all thoughts about the nextdoor neighbor, she smiled, seeing why Gon had been so reluctant.
He was all decked out in a pink wedding gown, of which he kept tripping over the hem. Killua had also decorated him with a few to many strands of beads. Adding some high heels and a very flashy hat, Gon was barely recognizable under all the getup. He looks like a miniature version of Killua's mother, minus the sunglasses.
Killua finally was able to tow Gon beside Kurapica. Then he ran off. Gon opened his mouth to say something, then hurriedly shut it.
"Yes, Gon?" Kurapica prompted. "Is there something you wanted to say?"
Gon went down on one knee, blushing furiously. He held up a fake doughnut. "M-m-miss P-pika, w-would you b-b-be m-my b-bride? For today?"
"Of course." Kurapica said, her eyes twinkling.
Gon slipped her thumb through a hole in the plastic doughnut. "It's the only finger that it would stay on." He apologized. Then he scampered off, leaving a red high heel that seemed in no hurry to go anywhere.

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"What the hell is with the doughnut?" Machi asked, seeing the pastry on Kurapica's finger.
"Gon proposed," Was the answer.
"How many kids are ya gonna have?"
"Shut up."
"Just playin'. Girl, you should've seen our room. Papier-mâché everywhere. Walls, tables, kids, floor, chairs, windows... anywhere you could imagine. And you know how fast it can dry if you leave it there. I swear, some kind of fungus is going to move in and take one of the little gray mounds as his girlfriend. And then there'll be tons of little gray fuzzy things everywhere."
Kurapica smiled. Senritsu joined them. "So, piñatas are messy, I told you, but you wouldn't listen," She said.
Machi shrugged. "We had fun, anyway."
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The next three days passed quickly. Well, if you didn't count the fact that Ponzu brought a beehive for show-and-tell, and that the class went wild when a bee actually flew out.
On Friday, Kurapica went shopping with Machi and Senritsu. Coincidentally, they passed Gon, Killua, and Gon's aunt Mito. "Hey, it's Gon's wife!" Killua sniggered. Kurapica blushed and turned around before a crowd could gather and Mito could ask what he meant.
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Princess Floréa: That ending sucks.
Kurapika-sama: I totally agree. *gets smacked by Princess Floréa*
Floraleon: What's the point?
Princess Floréa: To waste time. To get the week over with. Because Kurapica needs a job.
Kurapika-sama: %
Princess Floréa: That's sick.
Kurapika-sama: Get nasty!
Floraleon: You are nasty.
Princess Floréa: Oh, boy... (ask fairygurl for reasons why Princess F says this)