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"...And you invited them over for dinner."
"Technically, Yuuto, he invited us, but I thought it would be best if we had them here instead."
I think my head is going to explode. I reach out quickly and smack Deneb's arm. "Don't put any god damn shiitake in the rice, Deneb, I'm serious."
"Because he wanted to meet both of us."
I close my eyes, cross my arms, and lean against the wall. How are we going to fit three extra people around the table, anyway?
"What are we supposed to tell them, anyway?"
"We could tell them the truth."
"Oh, that'll go over well."
I jump when the doorbell rings, followed by a stampede of literally inhuman proportions. It's not entirely unlike trying to raise five really big, really loud, really destructive kids. Some of them with horns and all of them with access to weapons.
"They're here."
"Oh no! Don't let the Taroses answer the door! Yuuto!"
Oh, hell, he's right.
"No shiitake!" I repeat as I dash out of the kitchen, barrel through all five bustling Imagin and throw my arms out in front of the door. "Go back to your rooms until you are called." I shout, and I'm surprised they actually listen to me. Or at least they retreat as far as the hallway.
I spin and open the door.
"Hi! Welcome to our home!" I'm going to kill Deneb.
"Technically, Yuuto, he invited us, but I thought it would be best if we had them here instead."
I think my head is going to explode. I reach out quickly and smack Deneb's arm. "Don't put any god damn shiitake in the rice, Deneb, I'm serious."
"Because he wanted to meet both of us."
I close my eyes, cross my arms, and lean against the wall. How are we going to fit three extra people around the table, anyway?
"What are we supposed to tell them, anyway?"
"We could tell them the truth."
"Oh, that'll go over well."
I jump when the doorbell rings, followed by a stampede of literally inhuman proportions. It's not entirely unlike trying to raise five really big, really loud, really destructive kids. Some of them with horns and all of them with access to weapons.
"They're here."
"Oh no! Don't let the Taroses answer the door! Yuuto!"
Oh, hell, he's right.
"No shiitake!" I repeat as I dash out of the kitchen, barrel through all five bustling Imagin and throw my arms out in front of the door. "Go back to your rooms until you are called." I shout, and I'm surprised they actually listen to me. Or at least they retreat as far as the hallway.
I spin and open the door.
"Hi! Welcome to our home!" I'm going to kill Deneb.