Lana was having a rough night. She'd had a nightmare and tiptoed her way downstairs to Majima's room. After many giggles and reassurances, she drifted off. Only leading to her then wetting the bed. She was awake once more, now crying heavily. Lana was embarrassed and worried he'd be mad she croaked out an apolpogy between sobs "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please don't be mad. I... I didn't mean.. I couldn't... Can't.. I mean.. I.. sorry. Sorry. Don't be mad."
'FORE he can even think twice about it, he's takin' and holding that little face in his hands. snatching up and swipin' the tears that fall one by one, gentle and careful as can be. holdin' her, smoothing her hair. listenin' to her poor little heart breakin' (tryin' to hold this ol' ticker of his own together, hearin' her..!). ❛ no sorries. not a one... ya hear me, lana-chan? you got nothin' to be sorry fer or woryin' yer little head about. can't help it! 's just an accident. we all have 'em, don't we? everybody and their dog! every damn day... happens to the best of us, little lady. grown folks pi- whizz themselves silly all the time when they've been drinkin'! what's their excuse, huh? heh, i could tell ya a few tales all right, kiddo! this one time, i- ❜ can't tell her 'bout that! maybe when she's a little (or, a lot!) older. or, that other time... when he and his kyodai had them a little drinkin' contest and he wound up fast-passin' his ass to splash mountain?... speakin' of mountains- uncle taiga bein' the gentle giant he is picked him up by the collar without one freakin' word 'fore throwin' him across the damn room! then, he went right back to snoring his jewels off! sobered him up in half a sec... like that's gunna make the little lady here feel any better- don't want her to worry 'bout him raising his voice at her, let alone a damn hand! don't want her to worry that little head of hers 'bout nothin'- not if he can help it. ❛ ya couldn't make me mad if you tried, darlin'... now, quit yer cryin'- we got a pajama party to plan! what're we feelin'- toys story or stitch? i'll go grab some blankets and towels. give ya yer privacy. you just get yerself sorted, alright? say, ya want me to get yer ol' man? what about yer plushies, huh? who's gettin' an invite to this pj party, eh? remember- they gotta be just as cool as we are, kiddo! 's a pretty tall order though, ain't it? hehe! ❜