A/N: My sister wanted me to do this one. It's short though. Enjoy and review!
"Stupid cow!" a scowling Gokudera Hayato shouted slamming his curled up fist into the five-year old's noggin. This then set off a chain reaction of Yamamoto trying to pry the bomber off of the toddler, Tsuna scooping up the child that was just abused and proceeding to calm him down, Mukuro laughing at the child's demise in a corner while Chrome was trying to help her boss, Ryohei shouting various versions of 'Extreme', and lastly Hibari keeping himself from popping a vein at the sudden increase in volume. This was supposed to be a meeting for crying out loud! Act. Civilized!
Anyways, calming down Lambo just wasn't working and it lead to the boy pulling out the ten year bazooka.
Hopefully you all know where this is going.
By some miraculous mishap, Lambo ended up missing himself and hitting Tsuna instead. Cutting past the pink smoke, everyone watched as a matured Tsunayoshi Sawada stepped forward. Gasps and soft chuckling could be heard...and a still bawling Lambo, who now had his bazooka back in hand.
"Good morning, everyone, or is it afternoon here?"
"WHAAA!" heads shifted over to the cow child just as he threw the bazooka at the silver headed bomber. "Mean Baka-dera!" Gokudera wrist-slapped it in another direction then yelled.
"Aho-shi-!"
*BOOM*
Smoke once again filled the room as the other's realized that the bazooka, once again, hit Tsuna.
"B-Boss?" Chrome stuttered as the smoke cleared.
"J-J-Juudaime?"
"Hmm~?" a deep voice resonated from the disbanding smoke. There stood a figure and all at once, everybody had a massive nosebleed sending them flying in different directions making them all pass out. The figure chuckled as he whipped his face with a towel being as he just stepped out of a shower and only managed to get his pants on.
"Too much, huh?"
Misusing a ten-year bazooka: *struggling* Lambo knows how to do it right *passes out*