Extra Scroll Three

Play Date!

Note: This story is with all of the normal WHR characters in it. They call each other by their first names, as it would be odd for a bunch of little children calling each other by their last names! Also, Michael is Kosaka's nephew.

"Now, Hope," Ms. Sena started, putting silver ear-rings into her ears. "I'm going to leave for a while. I've hired a baby-sitter for you. He'll be by the house shortly to pick you up, then he'll drive you over to be with some other children." A six-year old Robin Sena looked up at her mother.

"Hai, mommie!" Robin giggled. Robin wondered what her baby-sitter would be like, and what the other children would be like, too. The door bell rang, and Ms. Sena went to answer it, leaving her daughter in her bedroom.

"Oh, thank you so much for comming!" Ms. Sena greeted the sitter. "I know that this was on a very short notice, but I just had to attend this out-of-town meeting if I want to keep my job!"

"Oh, that's quite alright, Mrs. Sena!" the sitter remarked. Robin peeked her head around the corner of her mother's bedroom to try and see who the sitter was. "I have been watching some of my co-workers children at work anyways! Watching Robin is really no problem!"

"Hope?" Ms. Sena remarked, looking at her young daughter. "What are you doing? Come over here!" Robin walked over to where her mother was, and hid behind her legs as she looked up at a dark, young teen.

"He's really scary, mommie!" Robin whispered to her mother.

"Oh, Robin!" Ms. Sena laughed. "You remember Amon, don't you? Last May, when you got lost, and he brought you back home?"

"Oh, it's okay if she doesn't remember me!" Amon laughed. "That happened almost a year ago! She's probally forgotten by now!" Ms. Sena looked at her watch.

"Well, I mustn't be late for my meeting! Give mommie a hug dear!" Robin hugged her mother, and Ms. Sena walked out of the appartment. Amon looked at Robin, standing where her mother had left her and sighed; this was going to be a LONG day.

"Are you ready to go, Robin?" Amon asked. The little girl nodded her head, and the two of them walked out to the parking lot, and got into Amon's black car.

"Buckle up for saftey!" Robin reminded him, as she buckled her own seat-belt. Amon buckled his seat-belt, and they dove off in scilence. Robin watched Amon drive out of the corner of her eye. She wanted to say something, make some sort of noise, but she knew better than to distract a driver. Amon finally pulled the car into the underground parking-lot for Raven's Flat, and they got out.

"I think that I've seen this building before..." Robin whispered, once they where on the elevator.

"That's no supprize. You came here last May," Amon remarked, walking off of the elevator once it reached the top.

"Amon!" Mr. Dojima complained as Amon and Robin walked into the office. "We've been waiting for you!" A young blond girl looked at Robin from her father's work station.

"Sorry, Mr. Dojima," Amon appoligized. "I had to pick up another child to watch."

"Well, at least the office is getting some use out of you, finally! Run along, now, Yurika! Go play with Amon and the little girl!" The young blond jumed off of the chair, and walked to a smaller room with them.

"What's your name then?" Yurika asked Robin once they where in the "play" room.

"I'm Robin! Robin Sena!" Robin giggled. "I'm six."

"Well, I'm Yurika Dojima! That was my dad back in the office there! He thinks that I should already be in collage now, because I'm nine!" Amon fought the urge to laugh at Yurika's last comment.

"When's Mrs. Karsuma going to come with Miho, Amon?" Yurika finally asked, turning to Amon. Amon looked up at the colorful clock on the wall.

"She's actually kinda late. But, she's just probally stuck in trafic now, and she should be here any time now!" The door opened, and Ms. Sakai pushed her young son into the room.

"Be a good boy for Amon, alright Haruto?" Ms. Sakai asked her son. He nodded, and ran into the play room. "Thanks again, for doing this Amon!"

"It's no problem, Ms. Sakai!" Amon told her retreating back.

"Ha-ha! Pigtails!" Haruto laughed, pulling on Robin's two braids, causing her to fall back.

"Hey! Don't hurt my new best-est friend!" Yurika yelled at Haruto, running up to Robin sitting on the floor. "Is my new best-est friend hurt?"

"No... I'm okay..." Robin remarked, rubbing the back of her head.

"Why is the new girl so little?" Haruto asked Yurika.

"Her name's not the new girl!" Yurika argued. "Her name is Robin! And she's six years old!" Yurika pulled Robin to her feet, and wrapped her arms around her. "Robin, this is Haruto. He's the same age as me, but his mom think that he should be put back in pre-school!"

"Nu-uh!" Haruto argued, shaking his head back and forth. "My mom thinks that I should already be in high school!"

"Yeah, well my dad thinks that I should already be in collage!" Yurika argued back.

"Yeah, well my mom thinks that I should already have graduated from collage!" Haruto aruged.

"That's enough, you two!" Amon remarked, pulling them appart. "Yurika, Haruto, why don't you show Robin all of the toys that we have here to play with?"

"Hai, Amon!" Yurika and Haruto snapped to attention, and set off to find their favorite toys to share with Robin. The door was opened once more, and Mrs. Karsuma and Miho walked into the play room. Miho had her nose in a book.

"Be a good girl, Miho!" Mrs. Karsuma told her daughter before walking out of the room. Miho sat down in a chair by the window, not even looking up once from her book.

"That's Miho. She thinks that she's cool just because she gets to read boring books without pictures," Yurika whispered to Robin.

"Hey Robin! Come over here and play with my action figures!" Haruto called Robin over, holding some super-hero doll in his hand.

"No, Robin! Come over here and play with my barbies!" Yurika called Robin over, holding a barbie doll in her hand. Robin instead, walked over to where Miho was sitting.

"Hi! I'm Robin!" Robin smiled at the girl. Miho looked at her from the top of her book.

"Hello, Robin! I'm Miho! Do you want to read My Side of the Mountan with me?" Miho asked the young girl. Just at that moment, the door once more opened, and Kosaka walked in, with a young boy following him.

"Amon, I hope that you don't mind that I'm leaving my nephew here!" Kosaka asked Amon.

"Oh, not at all, Kosaka! Come over here, Michael!" Amon motioned for Michael to come and join them. Kosaka walked out of the room, leaving Michael with Amon. Miho got up, and handed her book to Amon.

"Read to us, please Amon?" Miho begged the young teen.

"Please Amon?" The other's begged him.

"Okay," Amon took the book from Miho, and sat down in the chair by the window. The other's sat down by his feet. Yurika was holding one of Haruto's hero-dolls, and Haruto was holding one of Yurika's barbie dolls, but neither seemed to notice. Amon begin to drill the little kids into a supor with his reading.

After about an hour of reading, Yurika and Haruto had fallen asleep. Miho took her book back from Amon, and she started to read again. Michael turned towards Robin.

"Hi! I'm Michael!" Michael told Robin.

"I'm Robin. I'm six!" Robin giggled.

"Well, I'm seven!" Michael told the young girl. "And guess what?"

"What?" Robin asked, wanting to know what Michael knew that she didn't know. Michael's face got closer to Robin's face and...

Muhahahaha! Cliff hanger ending! Do you guys want to know what Michael does next?

Readers: Nodds heads.

Do you REALLY want to know?

Readers: More nodds.

Well, I'm not going to post the next scroll untill my demands are met!

Readers: Groan.

Oh, come off it! There's only one and a half demands!

((Um... how can you have a half of a demand?))

Okay, my demands:

1) You must read and review my main WHR fan-fic. I know that you like WHR, or else you wouldn't be reading this one!

0.5) If you like FMA, please read and review that one. It's not as long as my WHR fan-fic, but it's got more scrolls for it.

If you did ALL of that, then I'll post the rest of the story! Good day!

(P.S.- There's a VERY good reason why my pen name is YASHA joy!)

Jewles