Author's Notes: I had a random idea because I thought it'd be funny. A song inspired this story. Duane and Brand-O sang and wrote the song called "Duck Hunt." Anyway, please grab a cup of commoner's coffee and a slice of cake as we dive into the craziness that is Ouran High School Hosts Club.
Disclaimer: The Ouran High School Hosts Club is the property and copyright of Bisco Hatori.
Duck Hunt
The rustling sounds of the tall grass in a field located in an undisclosed area as a tuft of blonde hair appeared from behind the grass. On his head, he wore a hunter's hat, which only accented his brown hunter's outfit; looking up and holding a hunting gun, he smiled, aiming towards the field where his hunting dog had leaped behind a set of bushes. His smile widened as he heard the sound of ducks flying from behind the area; with his gun, he began firing the shots hoping to hit a duck, but to his surprise, he hadn't shot any ducks.
"What in the,"
His eyes widened in surprise as his hunting dog appeared from the bushes and began laughing at him. Glaring as the dog disappeared behind the bushes again, he started firing his gun at the stray ducks appearing behind the tall bushes.
"Take this, you commoner ducks!" his voice was laced with venom as he fired more at the ducks, missing each time and hearing the sound of his hunting dog laughing at him.
He ducked behind the tall grass again, remembering how much he had been bragging about bringing duck back to his neighborhood for the block party. Many of the neighbors were getting excited at the prospect of having a duck dinner instead of the usual barbequed delicacies, so hitching up his old hunting gun and taking his trusty hunting dog, he was going to get the ducks.
Hearing a few shots and plops, he looked behind him, catching sight of his best friend and hunting partner shooting down the ducks as if they were nothing more than flying bull's eye targets. He turned back and started looking at the area again with a sigh as a flurry of ducks began flying up and away into the sky.
"Die ducks!" he began shooting into the air, rapidly missing everything flying through the air. He could have sworn the bullets were ricocheting from a passing plane, glaring at the area he saw his dog appear from behind the bushes laughing at him again.
"Stop laughing at me!" he shouted, aiming the gun at the dog as he began shooting at it.
When the dust from the number of shots he had fired cleared, he saw a now destroyed bush and saw his dog appear from the single standing bush as the accursed dog began laughing harder at him.
"Calm down, boss! You cannot kill the dog!
The fields faded and melted into the infamous music room three as the Ouran Hosts Club in front of a television borrowed from the audio-video club connected to a Nintendo game system.
"Don't kill the dog Tama-chan," Honey said, sniffling. "You've been trying to kill the ducks who didn't do anything wrong."
"Those ducks and that dog is mocking me!" Tamaki shouted, turning back to the screen again, trying to shoot the dog. "Die, you common dog!"
"Tono, calm down. It's not a real dog," Hikaru said.
"You can't shoot the dog," Kaoru said, shaking his head with a small smile appearing on his face. "It's part of the motivational tool used to motivate the player."
"This is why I suggested we play Tetris," Kyoya mumbled, resuming his activity on his iPad when in all truth, he was playing Angry Birds.
Tamaki glared daggers at the screen, seeing the dog laughing at him once again; he finally sat down the gun onto the table as he stepped away from the game and headed towards the door.
"Senpai, where are you going?" Haruhi asked curiously.
"Home…"
Tamaki left the music room with that final word, leaving his friends staring in shock and silence.
"My turn now…." Mori picked up the game controller and started a new game as the shooting of computerized ducks resumed.
Those outside the music room could hear the sound of the Host Club king cursing the game solely known as Duck Hunt.