Disclaimer: I only own Hajime Jr. and Hajime's other kids. Sad. Pathetic.
Hey, does that sound like a description of me?
Authors note: Yay! I decided to write up another chapter. And here it is. Don't riot on me! And something I keep forgetting to mention...This is HUMOR. Meaning the character will more than likely be OOC or Out Of Character. I know this. I've accepted this. It is life. If that bothers you, I'm sorry. Anyhow, on with the story!
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~Part 4~
"We are gathered here today to bury what remains of Nuts the Squirrel, our town mascot," The preacher said mournfully.
Hajime Saitou, his wife Tokio, and his 'other three' children watched in silence as they lowered the dead squirrel into the hole. They couldn't find Hajime Jr. They pretty much assumed he was killing some other poor defenseless creature.
"Darling, are you sure we can't marry all 10 of them off early?" Saitou asked honestly.
"Yes Hajime, I'm sure. It would weigh too heavily on my conscience to give my children to poor unsuspecting families," Tokio said.
Apparently that was not the answer Hajime wanted to hear. He simply ignored her comment.
"I see why they say Hajime Jr. did this. Look at what's left of the poor thing. Besides, they're saying the evidence points to the murder weapon being a stick," Hajime said smiling.
"I'm gonna grow up and be just like daddy! Hiya!" Hajime Jr. yelled whacking his father with the traditional stick.
"How did you get out of jail Hajime Jr.?" asked Saitou holding his quickly bruising lower ankle tenderly.
"They said it was for good behavior. They said I was the son of God! Hey dad, that makes you my underling!" Hajime Jr. yelled.
"Hajime Jr., go home. You're not the son of God and you know it. What did you really do to get out of your prison cell?" Hajime asked his son.
"I started crashing into the walls at random intervals. They were frightened of me so they let me go," Hajime Jr. shrugged. "Hey look its Nuts the Squirrel! What happened to him?"
"You were picked up by the police and you don't know why?" Saitou asked staring at him.
"They pick me up all the time. I'm just so used to it I guess I don't bother to ask anymore. Poor squirrel. Even I wouldn't kill a protected mascot," Hajime Jr. said sadly. "Daddy?" He said suddenly.
"What, and I told you not to call me that in public!" Hajime said.
"Mom was right. I'll be the next Battousai the man slayer!" Hajime Jr. smiled.
"Don't you mean Mibu wolf?" Saitou asked suddenly furious.
"No. Battousai. That way I have long silky red hair and purpley eyes..."
"Are you in love with the ex Battousai?" Hajime asked his son.
"Hell no! I'm talking about his lovely daughter," Hajime Jr. said starting to drool.
"Tokio!"
How was that? Was this one okay? The friend I wrote this for particularly liked this one so yeah. REVIEW and tell me what you think.
Authors note: Yay! I decided to write up another chapter. And here it is. Don't riot on me! And something I keep forgetting to mention...This is HUMOR. Meaning the character will more than likely be OOC or Out Of Character. I know this. I've accepted this. It is life. If that bothers you, I'm sorry. Anyhow, on with the story!
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~Part 4~
"We are gathered here today to bury what remains of Nuts the Squirrel, our town mascot," The preacher said mournfully.
Hajime Saitou, his wife Tokio, and his 'other three' children watched in silence as they lowered the dead squirrel into the hole. They couldn't find Hajime Jr. They pretty much assumed he was killing some other poor defenseless creature.
"Darling, are you sure we can't marry all 10 of them off early?" Saitou asked honestly.
"Yes Hajime, I'm sure. It would weigh too heavily on my conscience to give my children to poor unsuspecting families," Tokio said.
Apparently that was not the answer Hajime wanted to hear. He simply ignored her comment.
"I see why they say Hajime Jr. did this. Look at what's left of the poor thing. Besides, they're saying the evidence points to the murder weapon being a stick," Hajime said smiling.
"I'm gonna grow up and be just like daddy! Hiya!" Hajime Jr. yelled whacking his father with the traditional stick.
"How did you get out of jail Hajime Jr.?" asked Saitou holding his quickly bruising lower ankle tenderly.
"They said it was for good behavior. They said I was the son of God! Hey dad, that makes you my underling!" Hajime Jr. yelled.
"Hajime Jr., go home. You're not the son of God and you know it. What did you really do to get out of your prison cell?" Hajime asked his son.
"I started crashing into the walls at random intervals. They were frightened of me so they let me go," Hajime Jr. shrugged. "Hey look its Nuts the Squirrel! What happened to him?"
"You were picked up by the police and you don't know why?" Saitou asked staring at him.
"They pick me up all the time. I'm just so used to it I guess I don't bother to ask anymore. Poor squirrel. Even I wouldn't kill a protected mascot," Hajime Jr. said sadly. "Daddy?" He said suddenly.
"What, and I told you not to call me that in public!" Hajime said.
"Mom was right. I'll be the next Battousai the man slayer!" Hajime Jr. smiled.
"Don't you mean Mibu wolf?" Saitou asked suddenly furious.
"No. Battousai. That way I have long silky red hair and purpley eyes..."
"Are you in love with the ex Battousai?" Hajime asked his son.
"Hell no! I'm talking about his lovely daughter," Hajime Jr. said starting to drool.
"Tokio!"
How was that? Was this one okay? The friend I wrote this for particularly liked this one so yeah. REVIEW and tell me what you think.