Moo: ...
Sari: What'll happen?
Moo: ... You should know. You're writing it.
Sari: Well, I don't.
Disclaimer: If I owned Namco, I wouldn't be doing this, would I?
Warnings: None that I know of.
Kratos woke up with a nosefull of cat. He immediatly started sneezing, making Simon extremely angry and Genis cackle gleefully.
"What?" Kratos moaned, yawning.
Genis had left the room, cackling, and as soon as Kratos sat up, a slightly rotten bananna went hurtling at his head. He ducked, which made the bananna hit the curtains with a loud splat.
"No fair! Lemme get dressed!" Kratos sighed, burrowing under the covers to keep himself safe from the rain of fruits and vegetables. When his small attackers had finally gave up, he shut the door and locked it, got dressed, and grabbed his sword and sheild.
A loud knock sounded
on the door. "Dad? Can I come in?"
"Sure..." Kratos said,
adjusting one of his belts. "C'mon in."
"Ah! Phew!" Lloyd said, darting into the room and holding his own swords up in a defensive position, catching a muffin in them.
"We need you!" Kratos found his son hugging him and pretending to weep.
"Huh?" Was Kratos' very confused answer.
"Raine is leading the kids in an attack!"
Kratos shuddered. "I thought Raine was a bit mature for food fights..."
"Well, she is the most mature two year old girl I've ever met," Lloyd thought out loud, "But she is a kid, so she would do food fights. Kratos obviously finds himself too old for it, and says he's a mercenary. And we need you!"
"Oh, alright," Kratos said, surprised he was going to participate in something quite as juvenile as a food fight.
"Hiya!" Sheena yelled, slicing a fruit in half with a card. Zelos was sheilding himself and occassionally chopping up the occasional carrot.
"This has gotten out of hand..." Regal sighed. He, admittedly, had started the whole concept, but so many rotten tomatoes was lunacy.
All of a sudden, all of the attacks slowed to a stop as all of the little ones yelled "Gampy! Gampy!"
"Um, yes, it's me," Kratos said awkwardly, trying his best not to trip and fall with seven small children on his legs.
"Gampy!" Presea squealed, being the adorable little four year old she was. Kratos smiled.
Murray, Simon, and Noishe were all enjoying the various food splatters on the floor.
The rest of the day mainly consisted of cleaning. Lunch for Kratos was a fish sandwich, which Simon shared with him. Kratos was finally getting used to sneezing every time the cat was around. The cat actually sort of considered him his friend, or at least, the sort of friends cats have.
When Colette ran upstairs with a kitty-littered Presea, it was bathtime.
To put it simply, it took every adult there plus Kratos the younger to hold Presea in a bathtub long enough for Colette to scrub her. When bathtime was finally over after a total of two hours, Presea was about to go dump kitty litter on her head again. Luckily, Kratos had anticipated this and moved the kitty litter to a shelf, where only Simon or an adult would be able to get to it.
Dinner wasn't a fancy affair, and everyone went to bed early after an exciting day of food fights, clean-up, and Presea.
Sari: Sorry it's so short!
Moo: So I'll do
an extra long one next time. Which should be... soon.
Sari: -beams- Reveiw replies!
Ravenghost – I like your name! It's cool! Now, now, no murder on board the ship. Even though I would probably do the same...
Yukashi Tenshi - -pats on the head- Don't worry, it'll be all alright... eventually. Hmm, you have fictional character issues too?
Sakura Irving – Yes, watch out for Bubbles wherever you're swimming. Actually, don't. And... hmm... the "foo-wee". It sounds like flower. But I have no idea what Moo was thinking when she wrote that.
Aldia – Yes, it is amusing, isn't it?
Suza Fujibayashi – Yes! I love the way you said chibi Sheena. Never thought of it that way. Blue and pink curtains? That could actually look normal! Unlike my awe-inspiring plaid shoes... yes, I seriously have them, and wear them. Ah, at the time I got the reveiw e-mail, you SHOULD be tired.