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“Ehehe~ ♪ The President and I are a match made in heaven... I don’t even need one of those silly calculators to know how compatible we are! It’s probably suuuper wrong, anyways!”

#{ crack #{ curiosity killed the cat!#{ granted he's denying everything

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“Be on your toes, Hime-kun!!”

It came without warning; a hawk-like dove of a man swooping from behind to scoop his prey into his arms. Spinning around him as if in a waltz, hands catching the first year’s sides, underneath his arms to hoist him and up you go, let us help Eichi’s precious angel learn to fly! It looked like a circus trick; Wataru laughing loudly and holding Tori mid air above him in the air in the same manner a parent would, pretending their child to be an airplane. It was training, he’d insist; when in truth where there was annoyance with Wataru, he would go out of his way to amplify that tenfold… ★

“Hahahaha~!! To leave your guard down for even a moment… now, what will our dear Hime-kun do to escape my grasp~? If it is the villain I am to play for you, then play it well I shall!! We shall fly far, far away together… ★”

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It was looking like an okay day, honestly! When he had escaped from Yuzuru with his masterful avoiding skills, he expected things to go well from here, perhaps still on a high from the triumph of disappearing from the sight of his persistent butler. It was lunch, his slave had yet another bento, and Tori had every intention of going to camouflage himself within the masses in the cafeteria. Strong as his dislike for crowds may be, it was a small price to pay for the sake of a better meal!

(We feel free when we escape - even if it be but from the frying pan to the fire. Whoever said that was wrong.)

"Uwaaaaaa--?! L-L-Long Hair?!" Came an immediate screech, flustered and startled as the safety of the ground had been taken from him in an instant. Ooh, he should have known, should have had better reflexes and ran like the wind the moment he heard that-- that-- awful voice! Yet, here he was, being hoisted into the air and flailing all the more, a mix between shock and anger taking over his features as Wataru, noisy as ever, began proclaiming obscenities that -- if Tori had no tact -- would have earned him a kick in the face.

And he could do it too! He absolutely could! The height the Oddball had him at coupled with his tiny figure gave him the perfect opportunity, but... uhm, well, he was better than that?!

"Pu, put me down, put me down right now--! What do you think you're doing to me~?! I’m fragile so if you drop me, you’ll be in trouble! I--I'll seriously tell President on you if you keep me up here with your weird games!"

#finemagic #{ wataru #{ thread: im not simba #{ this is abuse! i'm being bullied again! kaichooouuu!!

smacks a tennis ball right at momo-kun's face with love xoxo

SQUEAKS--?!