Strawberry: Hola!
Tamao: Can I do the disclaimer today?
Yoh: Awww…. Strawberry, you said that I could do it!
Strawberry: Why don't you both say it?
Yoh: Okay! I'll start! Strawberry-
Tamao: does-
Yoh: not-
Tamao: own-
Yoh: Shaman King!
Strawberry: ON WITH THE STORY!
Cookie Luv
I couldn't believe it.
Of all people, why did I, Tamao Tamamura, have to stay home? Why does HoroHoro need a baby sitter? He's responsible enough!
…
Okay, not really. But still, I think it's unfair that, just because Horo would get drunk if he went out with everyone tonight, I have to stay here to watch him. Not to mention I have to cook dinner for him, too.
Don't get me wrong, I like Horo a lot, but I wish for once someone else – like Anna, for example – could "baby sit" him.
And cook for him too. I mean, he has a HUGE appetite. Not like "I-can-eat-15-candy-bars-in-a-row" type, I mean like "All-you-can-eat-buffets-better-watch-out".
"Tamao, can I have a cookie for dessert?" I was interrupted from my thoughts by Horo's pleading voice.
I sighed. "No, Horo, you know I baked those for tomorrow."
Horo looked at me with his famous puppy dog pout. "Please?" he said in his most innocent voice.
Must not give in. I thought to myself. "….Well ..." Oh no! Too late!
"YAY!"
Without warning, Horo jumped up from his chair and kissed me. (A/N: On the cheek – they're not that intimate yet.)
Without a second thought, he proceeded to devour his cookie, oblivious to the crumbs he was leaving on the floor.
Silence.
And then, "… Horo, why did you kiss me?"
Not looking up from his cookie bliss, he answered, "Caus I like ya."
More silence…
Suddenly I bounced off of my chair and, nearly choking him in the process, said, "Oh, Horo, you're so sweet! I'm glad I had to baby sit you tonight!" With that I ran upstairs to document this milestone in my diary.
Horo's point of view
"…Girls…"
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Strawberry: Well? Did you like it? Did you Did you Did you?
Tamao: Review-
Yoh: Please!