Day Twenty Three - 12 Days of Christmas
Characters: Host Club
Genre: Comedy
Triggers: None
"Senpai, I don't think Kyoya meant it literally when he suggested doing the 12 Days of Christmas." Haruhi hesitantly complained as she looked around the music room.
The twins were busy swatting away babbling geese which annoyed their loyal guests, all not sure if they should be offended that their favorite hosts aren't paying mind to them or the geese trying to nip at their sandwiches.
Mitsukuni used his body and arms to cover his cake as doves flapped above him, intent on stealing a crumb. Takashi didn't want to hurt the doves but every time one flew too close to a guest he used his fingers to flick them away. His guests weren't keen on the birds attacking them but loved the special attention from their favorite host.
Kyoya couldn't compose himself in front of his guests. He paid mind not to embarrass an Ootori but his usual coolness was replaced with butter anger as he kicked away the french hens from his couch. The fowl pecked at the cushions, pulling the fluff out with their beaks, and Kyoya gripped onto the last of his patience as he growled out threats and curses.
Tamaki seemed to be the only host unbothered by the commotion. He sat with his guests fawning over the golden rings he hand picked from a jeweler. They proudly wore the rings he had gifted them with broad smiles.
Haruhi managed to escape her worried guests and their many, many questions to talk to Tamaki.
Tamaki looked around the room, his enthusiastic hosting smile suddenly falling.
"I don't know what happened. They're all supposed to be trained." He confessed.
"You can't train geese and hens. Come on, you should have know this would happen. What are we going to do about this?"
Their conversation was cut short when they Kyoya yell at one of the hens, cursing them for pooping on his shoe.
Tamaki rubbed the back of his head, "I guess we should call the handler and have them taken away."
Haruhi rolled her eyes and turned to return to her table where her guests were sitting stiff at the edge of her couch, obviously ready to jump and run if needed. "Next time you want to recreate 12 Days of Christmas, perhaps you should leave out the animals." She grumbled.