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kat8chaOishi loved children, really he did, but sometimes he wanted to strangle the little buggers. Like right now. Who would have thought it would be so difficult to get his little cousins to sleep? All four of them were sweet kids… separately. Together they were living nightmares. And right now while they were rooming at Oishi's family's house they were insane. Ringo couldn't sleep in Oishi's sister's room, Marik wanted to sleep with Ringo, and Hiiro just plain couldn't sleep. Ukyo was being a doll she was already out like a light.
Running his fingers through what had previously been gelled and well ordered hair Oishi despaired of ever having children of his own. If he couldn't handle a few overnight problems he would never be able to handle a child 24/7. Waiting anxiously Oishi wondered if the next screech for help would come from Marik or Hiiro. Unexpectedly the next noise came from his pocket.
Pulling out his cellphone Oishi checked the message waiting for him.
thinking of you! =^^= dont let the kids eat you alive nya!
Oishi smiled… then winced when Ringo screamed louder then a cat in heat. Girding his loins, figuratively of course, Oishi barreled into the fray. Oishi just had to think of it as tennis practice, without handy weapons around to beat people over the head with.
Running his fingers through what had previously been gelled and well ordered hair Oishi despaired of ever having children of his own. If he couldn't handle a few overnight problems he would never be able to handle a child 24/7. Waiting anxiously Oishi wondered if the next screech for help would come from Marik or Hiiro. Unexpectedly the next noise came from his pocket.
Pulling out his cellphone Oishi checked the message waiting for him.
thinking of you! =^^= dont let the kids eat you alive nya!
Oishi smiled… then winced when Ringo screamed louder then a cat in heat. Girding his loins, figuratively of course, Oishi barreled into the fray. Oishi just had to think of it as tennis practice, without handy weapons around to beat people over the head with.
