★ Hoshi Hasegawa ★

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[Bad idea Rin, should’ve really thought this thro–] Then that tell-tale chuckle snaps them out of it, and they notice him attempting to sneak off. Of course, there had to be a catch. There’s always a catch with him.

There’s no way they can stop him now, but at least they can try to get an answer that isn’t vague as hell out of him.

He sits back down, deciding that it’s easier to hide certain things while sitting down. There’s no avoiding the way the shorter skirt rides up though.

He smirks to himself. “Where’s the fun in telling you...? Ah, but I do believe they’re here already.”

Two doors--one the Observer’s World’s, the other the Sanctury’s--slam open at that moment. And the Creator just disappears.

It’s the Sevenths, both dressed in the...skimpier version of the maid outfit. And both take one good look at a bewildered Hasegawa sitting near Rin, before making a beeline for them.

Before they could get Carpenters to disassemble the outfit, Hoshi’s punch hits them in the face, sending them down to the floor. They weren’t expecting to be punched, but now they really just wished they went with the idea of dangling the kid over the eldrich abomination in the first place. 

Would’ve saved them being punched in the face. For a small kid, that’s…going to leave a bruise later.

They pick themselves off the floor, their attention now directly on Hoshi, absolutely pissed now. With one hand, they silently direct Carpenters to pick up the kid by the leg, before just tossing him towards the other side of the ghost house.

“Ahem. Back to what I was doing before. Carpenters, disassemble.” With swiftness, Carpenters disassembles the..outfit?

“Ah...It...it’s smaller...” Now he thinks he needs to have a good cry about this, much like his younger version will later.

Speaking of his younger self, he glances over at him. Lying on the floor against the wall, groaning loudly and twitching. Well, neither of them were shooting holes in the ghost house any time soon.

The kid really needs to shut up. Really. The kid can suffer in the maid outfit forever for all they cared. Forever, even. And ‘it’s your fault’? It was the kid’s fault that he wrecked the ghost house and they had to clean it up. 

God, just don’t pick fights in here, then maybe this wouldn’t have happened in the first place!!

“Look, kid, just can it before I consider taking back everything I said about not beating up children!” They snapped at him, before turning their attention to Hoshi Number Two. 

“And, you want me to try to disassemble yours. Sure, sure, but since somebody,” Jabs a finger at Creator, “is here, you probably just jinxed yourself. But sure, I’ll give it a shot. Clothes is more of Seventh’s thing, but you…really don’t deserve this.”  They sigh loudly, “Well, lets just do this.”

Hopefully this would work. He really didn’t like this dress and dammit he was getting distracted by how short it was again. Though it wasn’t really that uncomfortable when considering how soft the fabric felt, he could just do without the tightness around--

“I told you to fight me in the first place!” And Hoshi chooses that exact moment to launch himself at Rin, one fist outstretched and aimed at their face.

“That’s sounds pretty suspicious, you know? You both got the same name, so that has to mean something here, right?” They shrug before continuing, “Or, this is just one huge unlucky coincidence for you.” 

“…kinda unlikely though. Like, what are the chances of two people in the same room sharing the same name without being related or something, right?”

They turn their head to face the Creator now. They never really specified on how long this lasts actually, besides a vague ’until he learns his lesson’ or something along those lines.

“Quite honestly, I hadn’t given it much thought. I’m sure it’ll wear off...eventually.”

“Eventually!? Are you crazy? Why would you do that?” He turns to Rin and starts rambling angrily in their direction, mostly blaming them for this.

Well this is bad. Really bad. Even worse than he’d originally thought. There are no words for how horrible this situation is. He still had to go and earn more cash to buy a certain tape...and he can’t do that if he’s stuck with this outfit.

“All right, I’ll be back with the money soon enough.”

Must be because the outfit was supposed to be brat size, after all. The thing is  probably a few sizes too small for him. They feel like they’re supposed to feel sorry for someone else to be tied up in this, but they still couldn’t help but laugh, even as much as they try to hold it.

…It’s still pretty funny to look at it. how mature rin

“Y-you’re Hoshi Number Two, aren’t ya? S-sorry, [hahaha] about the dress, the douche here made that curse affect all Hoshi’s here, but it should probably wear off in a while!”

They take a moment to stop laughing at his misfortune. But, didn’t these two look kinda…?

“He does look like my dad a little.”

Hasegawa, for his part, is just standing there disbelieving of this entire situation. So this was what he had forgotten, and he’s not surprised he did. His younger self was probably going to have a good cry about this later.

Then, of course, that question…

“No. We’re not related.” He’s trying to pull down the hem of the skirt now, but of course, it never really goes past the upper portion of his thighs. Unfortunately, doing so also means that whoever walks in through the ghost house door behind him right now is going to be treated to a very…interesting view.

“Oh, so little Hoshi got the loopy curse too huh? That sucks.”

At first she’s a bit annoyed, but decides to let that go because Hoshi doesn’t seem to be the brat he once was. Obviously he’s matured in that time that all of that happened. She might as well go a bit soft on him now.

They glance in the direction of the sudden screech, blinking. Wait, another Hoshi? Can’t see who it is though, but the other guy probably knew this was going to happen. 

Still can’t trust that guy, after all.

“Th-that’s not fair...! Fight me properly, you coward!”

But of course, the other person chooses this moment to stand up, groaning rather loudly as he does so. He was wearing a maid outfit as well, one that seemed to be more or less identical to the one Hoshi was wearing...if a little...short and more form fitting.

He looks over to Hoshi and Rin and the Creator and takes in the sight before him.

“Heh. It’s almost kinda cute on you, actually.”

“Wh...I’m not gonna wait that long! And what’s with that gross look? You’re probably a perv to come up with something like this!” He raises his right arm and points it at Rin, making Quicksilver materialize...

...or not. “Wh-what’d you do to my Stand--”

He’s cut off by a sudden screaming from across the room, followed by a thud as it seems that someone’s fallen off their seat.

“But! I’ll make this simple: It’s payback time for swiss-cheesing the ghost house once and so we’ve devised a little…’punishment’ for you. Well  I did, this guy just wanted to join in ‘cause he’s bored or somethin’.” 

“But don’t worry, it’s not like I’m going to kill you or anything, but it’ll be better to just get to it then stand around explaining, y’know?”

Hoshi’s yelling goes unheard of course, as the younger Creator advances.

“Now, now, stop squirming, this won’t hurt at all.”

He raises his hands, just to add a bit of dramatic flair, of course. “This spell doesn’t hurt. Physically.” He glances at Rin, then back down at the boy. “Your name is Hoshi, yes?”

He snaps his fingers, and the effect is immediate. Hoshi’s clothes magically rearrange themselves into--