A package is left on the table for him, a note that says 'dad' scribbled on the side of the wrapping. Inside, he'll find a package of Oreos--but lo and behold, it's empty. Inside is a collapsible knife with an ornate handle. Underneath the false hope/sense of joy is a neatly folded silken cloth with a scrap of paper on it, reading 'we love you'.
Bankotsu blinked, holding the package in his hand. He pulled it back, his previous excitement for chocolate vanilla delights was quickly dashed, when an empty container was displayed. His frown deepened, before a slight chuckle over took it, his hand reaching into the package, grasping the note, and the folded blade.
A lazy smirk arrived on his face, flipping open the knife, and then promptly closing it again. It moved rather smoothly… He was impressed… But still…
"Heh little bastards eatin’ my cookies… Come ‘er kids…"
"Daddy’s gonna give you a little haircut."