HEY GUYS! Ok I have to make this quick cause I only got... 5 more minutes till wifi runs dry.
Awww I'm so glad about all the great reviews and positive stuff going on for my last chapter!
Anyway this is an omake so its sadly very short but I am working on actual chapters I swear~~~
Also I'm thinking bout a new series called The Little Tunafish (yaaay) I hope you'll all support it when/if I ever publish it
Well thanks for being patient and I hope you do enjoy this~~
Ummm happy Christmas and Merry New year as well!
Omake1: Questions, Questions And Questions
"Ne Jack-san?"
"Hmmm..?"
"What's the difference between cups and plates?"
"What? Well you freaking drink out of one for one thing."
"But you drink soup from a bowl."
"Yes.. But-"
"Wait so if you put tea in a bowl it becomes a cup?"
"I guess not…"
"So whats the difference?"
Jack broke out in cold sweat for the first time in a century as he took the mistake of looking directly at that large imploring gaze that seemed to think that the other held all the answers to the universe.
"Uhh." An intelligent reply. Tsuna stood on tiptoes making it even harder not to look away from those huge adorably pure eyes coupled with the childish expression of wonder made the Vindice guard cringe at the idea of disappointing him- even if the question was stupid.
"Jack-san?" A flash of confusion was shown on those cherubic features and the hotheaded arcobaleno wanted to be anywhere but here at this moment, victim to the child's intense gaze.
"If you don't kno-" Before the brunette could even finish his sentence Jack grabbed an unfortunate passing Vindice and ran off screaming something about sensing the sink was on fire and he was being summoned by the janitor. That was strange. Tsuna was pretty sure they had no janitor.
"Why is it called a shipment of a parcel is delivered by a car and cargo when delivered by ship?"
Alejandro blinked along with two other Vindice by his side as they were blindsided by the unexpected question.
"Can you repeat that again Tsuna-kun?" The elder Vindice voiced with his usual frosty voice though everyone by now knew that the puppeteer user always saved a special soft voice personally for the child. Said child decided to repeat his question and waited patiently for it to sink in.
"Well I guess it's named because it just is. Much like how an apple is called an apple." The two guards by Alejandro nodded at the wise answer, once again secretly awed by how cool the stronger Vindice was. Of course then Tsuna just had to open his curious little mouth again.
"But wouldn't it have made more sense if cargo were for cars? And shipments for ships? Why the other way round?"
Silence. Silence and the sound of the trio of guard's brain malfunctioning.
Finally the elder Vindice coughed very importantly and with dignity as his two followers looked to him waiting for his wise words to flow from his mouth like a waterfall in the middle of a desert. A moment of tense hope filled silence was met as they all waited.
"Go ask Jäger." Alejandro deadpanned as he turned and walked off dignified carrying an air of status with an ever so slight hint of embarrassed irritation.
The other two guards followed quickly however Tsuna noticed a slight stumble in their usually graceful step which was possibly the closest thing to an anime style tumble he would ever see from them.
Small Gia and Big Pino had just come back from a mission hauling two half dead mafioso back like sacks of rice. The sight that greeted them back in Vendicare was certainly... Strange at the least. Gia always being the more expressive of the two raised his brow as they took in the sight. Guards left and right were acting weirdly.
Some were in shouting matches with each other, their coarse underused voice grating and gravelly. Some were in a fetal position rocking themselves back and forth in a corner and the others we're banging their heads softly on the nearest flat surface, all mumbling incoherently about something to do with cups, cars and other such nonsense that the duo couldn't comprehend.
Only one person could hold this much power over the Vindice. Only one person could reduce them to such an unsightly state.
With short purposeful steps Gia strode to the nearest Vindice curled up in a ball in the corner. Lifting the taller male by his black coat the shorter of the two proceeded to shake him roughly. "Oi! Where the hell is the chibi?!" The Vindice guard who before was muttering incoherent syllables immediately regained his composure. Stammering his words in embarrassment he directed the duo to the child's location before being flung to the ground by a scowling but curious Gia.
'What the hell did the kid do?' As they kept walking still carrying the two mafioso they came across more of their comrades in the same if not worse state. The shorter male couldn't help but grin sadistically thinking of all future teasing at the victims expense. 'And how the hell can I do it?'
Finally after following the trail of mentally traumatised guards they found Tsuna who had been waiting patiently by the kitchen for his dinner like he hadn't just caused the proud ever stoic, powerful Vindice feared by all- to curl in a corner and cry. The chefs who had watched the scenario play out were for once glad they couldn't speak.
"Oi kid- what the hell did you do to everyone?!" Tsuna looked up, a little surprised as he picked up the almost incredulous tone with a slight touch of respect. "What are you talking 'bout Gia-san?" The duo stared confused at the child. The child stared back with equal confusion. The mafia groaned in pain.
Wordlessly the shorter guard picked the brunette up as the child giggled at the action. Carrying the other in his arms like a large teddy bear Gia led the boy to the main hall where most of the victims were held. After dropping the brunette rather ungraciously the Vindice gestured to the chaotic scene before them as if to answer the boy's previous question. If the look on the small child's face was any indication apparently Tsuna didn't intentionally cause this worrying yet very amusing state of all the guards.
"Hieeee?! B-but all I asked was just some questions..." Now it was the two guard's turn to look at him strangely and in disbelief. "Pupip pupipu puppip?!" The brunette frowned slightly trying to interpret the larger guard's language- he'd been able to now understand basic words like 'hello' or 'you hungry?' But translating the individual's unique language was a lot harder as it was only compiled of 'pu's and 'pi's. "He said- 'You did this with just questions?!'" The other guard translated curtly. "Now kid, what did you ask them?"
The guards in the room as one tensed as if what was coming out of the cute child's small mouth was a missile and not a few questions. However at the same time they edged closer wanting to see the reaction and answer of the duo when it comes. Jäger and Bermuda who were apparently the first to catch the situation had warped somewhere no one really knew, leaving his men to take the fall. Alejandro and Jack being the first few victims had gone into their rooms and refused to come out- it had been a good few hours since then. So it was no wonder they were all quite curious over how the most sadistic individual in Vendicare would handle this.
"What's the difference between a cup and a bowl?"
"Haa~aAHH?! Obviously the cup was made with the intention of being drunk from stupid kid."
Big brown eyes blinked. "Intention?" The other just scoffed like it was the most obvious thing ever. "Yeah, like the difference between mutts and pedigrees is that one was bred to be all perfect and shit but if ya think about it they are both dogs right?" Tsuna nodded slowly in understanding.
"That makes sense..." At this point every guard listening in had their jaws to the ground. Of all people, guard, living and dead beings Small Gia seemed to be the one to answer the child's impossibly hard questions and make sense as well! Most of the guards if they weren't from the same generation knew nothing about the other Vindice preferring secrecy and silence over anything. Gia's coarse language and rough behavior caused everyone to immediately assume that he was anything but the intelligent type, so the shock that the short guard could answer what everyone failed to do was pretty great.
"Why is it called a shipment of a parcel is delivered by a car and cargo when delivered by ship?"
"To screw with you."
Or maybe the guard was just really, really good at bullshitting.
They all sweatdropped at the sadistic gleam in those eyes coupled with a toothy grin at the look of awe and respect emanating from the child toward him.
Yup definitely the latter.