GREED
"Tatsumi...can we have our allowances?"
"Now...why would you want to have your allowances...?"
"Because its time we got them, right?"
"Oh, really..."
Tatsumi browsed through his folders, ignoring the pleading and hopeful looks of Tsuzuki and Watari and the ever-grumpily-sighing Hisoka.
"I see..."
"Yes?...Yes?"
"It seems that there has been a note issued by the accounting department that you won't be getting any allowances this month..."
"Wha--?"
True to their characteristics, Tsuzuki and Watari loudly complained, demanded an explanation and wailed horribly.
But seeing that none of these worked and that they were absolutely hopeless, off they went and sulked tearfully over their loss.
It's their fault anyway.
Once they were gone, Tatsumi grinned evilly.
Money...money...so good...so nice to have money...precious...too bad they won't be seeing any of their money.
Walking over to a certain painting in the office, he took it down and revealed from behind a vault.
Inside the vault was money. (Obvious ba? Duh! Heller)
Money he had saved.
Money he had squandered.
I dream of money...I live and breathe money..
MWAHAHAHAHAHA
...O.O...
"Oh my-- What an awful dream!" Tsuzuki gasped, eating his cookie as Tatsumi told him the tale. He referred to the part where he didnt get his allowance, obviously.
"Yes...but then I woke up," Tatsumi replied obliviously.
"Must have been quite a relief!"
"Oh yes. Of course. Having woken up, I was so relieved to find myself in a bed of money..."
"Eh?"
A/N: This happened...to my sister...waking up in a bed of money...the money was my charge though...not mine...my charge...No more details about it.