Note: Okay … well I was reading the last chapter over and I noticed that I didn't set any time frame or whatever!! @_@ Well, when Mits was touring the house with Mitsukake, it was into the next day … she was a bad girl and skipped school again lol. Just thought I needed ta clear that up with ya'll … now this next chapter takes place in that very same next day still with no parental supervision …
~ Chapter 22 ~
Role-Playing
We were all gathered back into Mits' room; Mits had just pretty much finished the grand tour. Mitsukake needed about five heads to be able to look at all there was to see. I smiled, remembering what I had to go through when Tasuki and Chichiri were knew to this world. But it was all right now; they had grown pretty much accustomed to it. Only one problem remained … Mitsukake's clothes.
"He needs clothes." I pointed out. "Before we do anything else he needs to get something more appropriate."
Mits thought for a moment. "Maybe I can find something here …" She hopped off the bed and out of the room.
Mitsukake looked a little modest. "Y-you don't have to … I mean, it's not that bad … is it?" He looked around at us, and then at himself. "Well … I guess you're right, then."
"Don't worry no da! Mits should find something for you …
Tasuki joined in. "Yeh aren't as tall as yeh used ta be, so it'd be easier ta find yeh somethin'."
Mitsukake looked down at Tama and pat it's head. "Anything would be better than what I'm wearing, in that case." Tama mewed at the same time Mits came barreling in from her parents' room with a pile of clothes in her arms.
"I think I've got something here …" She flopped them on the bed and looked up at Mitsukake. "We'll go into the kitchen as you change, okay? If you need help we'll send someone in."
He looked hesitant. "Okay."
Ten minutes later the door opened, and out emerged Mitsukake clad in khaki pants, a white tank and a blue plaid overshirt. He also had his single white headband tied around his mass of drooping black hair.
"Nice ensemble yeh picked out, Mits," I turned to her, and at the sight of water I instinctively flipped my goggles over my eyes and backed away. She stood half hunched over, her eyes as big as plates and a waterfall flowing out of her mouth. As if she clicked, she returned back to normal and grinned.
"It looks perfect!! A lot better than what you had."
Mitsukake didn't seem to notice her previous behavior, but Chichiri, Tasuki, and I certainly did, and just merely nodded at her statement.
"All righty then … where were we?"
Since the majority of us were in the kitchen, we sat down at the table.
"Umm…discussing the apartment stuff, I think," Mits was the only one to answer.
I looked at Chichiri. "Any suggestions?"
"Well … I do have one suggestion no da." He started slowly. "But you may not like it that much no da."
"Just tell us!" Tasuki blurted out.
"Well … I could shipshape our bodies and make us of a more extended family look no da." We stared at him. "Like, a mother and father figure, two grandparents … and a child no da?" He counted off on his fingers. "That makes five na no da."
Silence.
"If it gets us an apartment for US …and not our 'alter egos' … then I'll do it." I finished as slowly as I had broken the silence.
"Tell us our roles … we'll all do it."