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Souichi: Just so everyone knows, don't ever try to climb a tree at night carrying a strobe light, owls DON'T like it.

Koichi: ...what happened?

Souichi: I made a VERY bad mistake.

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Pretty Boy: Fuchi is late again..

Tomie: How did this happen? I called her at 8 o’clock this morning and pretended it was 11.

Pretty Boy: …I printed up a fake schedule for her saying we were starting at 9 instead of noon.

Souichi: I set her clock to say PM when it’s really AM.

Tomie: Oh well. We may have overdone it.

*Fuchi bursts through the door in a panic*

Fuchi: WHAT TIME IS IT—?

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Tomie: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Fuchi?

Fuchi: ..No.

Souichi: I do!

Tomie: I know, Souichi.

Souichi: I’m sad.

Tomie: I know, Souichi.

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*Souichi and Pretty Boy sitting sadly on a bench, next to a very upset looking Tomie*

Fuchi: Why do you guys look so sad?

Pretty Boy: ..Sit down with us and we’ll tell you.

Fuchi: *Sits down*

Souichi: The bench is freshly painted.

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Souichi: Get your hands off my shield!

Fuchi: ..There’s like a thousand other shields out there..

Souichi: Take that one, it has a flower. Women like flowers.

Fuchi:

Fuchi: *Hits Souichi with the shield*

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Souichi:*Writing a letter*

Souichi: Dear Santa, I’m writing this to let you know I’ve been naughty.. And it was worth it you fat, judgemental bastard

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Pretty Boy: So, Souichi is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night.

Fuchi: Why?

Pretty Boy: Because I've caught him trying to train raccoons to fight.. five times in a row.

Souichi, arms crossed: You'll be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your ass.

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Kirie: *Rolls over while sleeping and knees Shuichi in the ribs*

Shuichi: Ow, Kirie! You kneed me!

Kirie, sleepily: Yeah, I do need you.

Shuichi, on the verge of tears: Ok

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Koichi: Sooo.. when are we gonna tell him?

Sayuri: Just.. Just give him a minute.

Souichi: *Pulling on a door that clearly says push.*

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Tomie: What do I get?

Fuchi: A night of fashion, mischief, mayhem, and possible death.

Tomie: Ooh, check, check, and check; not too sure about that last one.

Fuchi: It won't be you this time.

Tomie: I'll get my coat.

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Souichi: In case you haven’t noticed, I’m weird. I’m a weirdo. I don’t “fit in” and I don’t WANT to fit in. Have you ever seen me without this stupid hat on? That’s weird.

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Kirie: There are three chairs and five kids. What do you do?

Oshikiri: Get two more chairs.

Binzo: Cut each chair in half to make six.

Souichi: Make them FIGHT for their seats!

Pretty Boy: I would never be near children..

Fuchi: ..Get rid of two kids..?

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Koichi: You're pathetic!

Souichi: You're pathetic-er!

Sayuri: ..You're both losers.