"Lucky for you my mom probably won’t care about a fox being in the house." He wiggles out of the fox’s paws and slips over the edge of the couch, trying to find footing under the cushion, on the seat of the chair.
Now he’s stuck, though, and the only way he can get down is to fall.
Oh well.
He lets go of the chair and thanks the fox quietly for having knocked a pillow onto the floor. After rolling off the pillow and brushing himself off it’s time for the trek back to his room…
"Stairs suck."
Akira pretty much ignores everything else the boy says.
He hops down when he sees Tsuna head for the stairs, grasping his shirt in his teeth again and carrying him upstairs, dropping him gently in his room.
"You know, it wouldn't kill you to ask for help, would it?"
