A/N: A happy day! Fanart! A handful of days ago, a new review for chapter 1 popped up in my inbox, and lo and behold, it was Krystal of Nol, completely out of the blue, announcing that she'd done a fan-comic of Chapter 1 of this fic! (You folks are already familiar with her work—she did the cover for the story.) My wife, of course, was over the moon, 'cause she's wanted to see Kiyo-chan with her heads tied up since basically five minutes after I wrote the omake. You should all hop over to K-o-N's deviantart and check it out!

Anyway, this good news inspired me to write a new chapter…so here you go!

Duran-kun and Kiyo-chan's Omake Theater

(featuring the Kuga-Fujino family pets)

"I am starving," Natsuki Kuga declared, walking into the foyer. "I missed lunch, and didn't even have time to grab some kind of snack this afternoon. I swear, Yukino's a thousand times worse than Haruka ever was when it comes to gouging work out of people."

"She has superior planning skills, and is willing to use strategy and manipulation to get what she wants rather than mere stubbornness and brute force. Once she developed some self-confidence, she became a force to be reckoned with." This accurate summary drifted out of the living room on airy, muffled tones.

"Shizuru, are you okay? You don't sound so good."

"Did Natsuki forget that it was midterm day for university freshmen?"

"Yeah, so?"

"I had three of them."

Natsuki walked into the living room, where she found Shizuru sprawled out on the couch. Not merely lying down relaxing, but actually sprawled, her face buried in a pillow (explaining the muffled voice) and hair tumbled every which way.

"What's going on? I've never known you to have actual problems with tests."

"Fuuka University seems dedicated to the principle that the year's first round of midterms is intended to separate the serious students from those who should go home and quit now."

"Rough."

Natsuki plumped down on the floor beside the couch and leaned back. Shizuru's butt was exactly at back-of-the-head height, perfect to serve as a pillow. Having a girlfriend was convenient as well as emotionally fulfilling!

Unfortunately, it looked like one of those regular conveniences was not going to be available.

"So if you're half as bagged out as you sound, I'm guessing that you don't feel like making dinner for us tonight."

"That would be correct."

"And I also suppose that you probably don't want me making dinner, either."

"Ara, I am not quite so exhausted as to actively request cup ramen with mayonnaise."

"I'll let you get away with that because you're overtired, and also because you're probably right. So let's just get something delivered. Something fast, because I'm hungry enough to eat that cup ramen without bothering to actually add water."

Duran got up from the floor, ran into the kitchen, and came back with a pizza menu in his mouth.

"Good boy!" She scratched him behind the left rifle mount while he wagged his tail. "So, hamburger for you, right, boy?"

He gave a happy woof.

"I'm too hungry to think, so I'll go with the basic pepperoni and double cheese. Shizuru, do you want your usual peppers, olives, and fresh basil again, or do you want something different?"

"The usual please. Not unlike you, I am too tired to think of something else."

"Works for me. Hey, Kiyohime?"

The hydra was curled up napping on her purple pillow, so Natsuki gave her a gentle shake when her voice didn't get through. Kiyohime stirred and uncoiled herself. Seven pairs of eyes gave her reproachful looks.

"Sorry to wake you up, but we're ordering pizza for dinner, and I wanted to know what you wanted on yours."

This was apparently an adequate reason to wake someone from a nap, to judge by the six heads eagerly bobbing up and down. Her first head reached out and took the menu from Duran and the others clustered around to read.

Her third head offered an inquisitive hiss.

Her sixth head poked the menu with its nose.

Her second head hissed back sharply.

Natsuki sighed as an all-out argument broke out in the next twenty seconds, all six heads rearing and loudly hissing at one another.

"It's my own fault, really. I sometimes have trouble settling on what toppings I want on my pizza, and I only have one head."

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A/N: Most of you are aware of this already, but I'll mention that it's "seven" pairs of eyes because Kiyohime's main body has a pair as well. Also, don't you think that the fourth head would be asking for jalapenos and chili pepper on its pizza?