#fishalien

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The Bird Dodo Fish Alien ~ Haru Kazutaka-muraki Blanketyuki ~ Yuuuuukiii-kun<3 Stealth-jet  ~ kazzzkun [HA BET YOU DIDN'T KNOW I REPLIED. haha. i'mslow] Pinksmokesofsilence ~ ah that was far back on page five. Roommate -Neku I did reply week ish ago, but if you want to start over let me know;

And now the alien joins the game~

I am not old! I am completely young and my ass is fantastic! You can't have a fantastic ass when you're old~ But thank you I will... *looks down at whitebaits* feed these to my fox Ku-chan and remember you each time he gags one back up~ 

"....You honestly expect me to sing?"

"Awww, c'mon Rikuuuu!" the blonde alien chirped as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "Your voice has gotta be the deep sort of one that will help mine sound better~"

"...So I'm just supposed to make you sound better, huh?" he sighed, pressing a hand to his forehead. "But caroling is kid-stuff. We're both way to old for--"

"Haru-chan wants to go caroling, so Haru-chan will go caroling!" The little humanoid creature then puffed his cheeks in agitation with a furrowed frown. "We're never too old to do anything, Riku. You're very, very, verrrryyy frustrating." Haru gave a slight huff then as he crossed his arms in utter distaste for the spoiled occasion.

And seeing as how this dissatisfied kid -- or rather, alien -- on Christmas Eve wasn't about to give up and leave Riku's doorstep, the silverette let out an exasperated sigh and figured he might as well given in. Why were extraterrestrials so persistent...? "Alright, alright," he said. "I'll go. But only just for one song--"

"Yay, yay, yay~!" Haru hummed as he nodded his head to and fro; Riku could've sworn if he'd kept that action up, the alien would go into convulsions. "Haru-chan has already decided on a song, too!"

"Oh? And that would be...?"

"Enoshima......Boooooooooooooooooooooowl~!"

//oh buttcheeks!! I LOVE THIS TO BITS /shamelessly smoochez all over drabble *3*

❖: - Our characters will go caroling 

"Buttcheeks, I can't read a word of this thing! Are you sure this is even English?"

"Haru-chan, you're holding the book upside down."

"... Hn. I am. What about it?"

Byakuran sucked in a decent amount of air before expelling it through his nose. Haru was cute, oh most definitely so, but his mannerisms were just plain weird--even for the self-proclaimed Marshmallow King himself. Not that he minded the weirdness. Haru was a joy to be around and he was the first one to come to mind to invite for a good nigh of caroling.

And oh... what a night it would be.

After Byakuran finally explained to Haru the proper way of holding the carol book, the two set off on a magical journey of ringing on people's doors and singing wonderfully cheesy Christmas songs to promote the Christmas Spirit.

"DASHING THROUGH OUTER SPACE ON A ONE-MANED FLYING SPACE SHIP. OVER THE GALAXIES WE GO. CONQUERING PLANETS ALL THE WAY HA HA HA."

"Haru-chan."

"MMMM? Buttcheeks, what is it? I'm in the middle of my solo!"

"... They closed the door."

Haru stared at the door, a huge pout scarring his face. "Rude!" he pulled out his water gun and squirted the door three times. "See if SantyPus comes to visit you this year!"

"Santy...pus?" Did Byakuran really want to know? 

"Yeah! The big octopus who comes through people's toilets to leave presents for the children?"

"An... octopus... Haru-chan, I don't think--" 

"--Buttcheeks, look! Another house! And I'm feeling another song coming on!" Haru yanked Byakuran by the hand over to the next house, literally dragging him across the cul-de-sac. When they reached the doorstep he pressed the doorbell hundreds of times until the door finally opened.

"What?" the burly man at the door growled.

"Hola!" Haru peeped. "I'm Haru-chan and I'll be singing for you today! A 1-and a-2-and a-1-2-3-DECK THE BATHROOM WITH LOTS OF SHOWER CURTAINS. FA LA LA LA LA. LA LA LA LA."

The rest of the night pretty much panned out like this: Haru would drag Byakuran to different houses, butcher popular Christmas songs, have the door slammed on his face, and then find more houses to sing for. By the end of the night, Byakuran was exhausted and Haru was humming like a child.

"That was really fun, Buttcheeks! Let's do this again next Easter, okay~?"