I hid in the shadows the moonlight ♛ of a chilly night illuminated

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[Kyouya appears with his laptop on the Plane, so he has good reason to be surprised when there is SNOW around him]

...what?

[Wrapping his laptop up in his blazer, he looks around. First instinct? Someone brought a snow machine. To the Plane at large, and so whoever may be responsible, even if it is Lapis and Lazuli]

I don't think that this is an advisable idea.

[A sigh. He pulls off his glasses to clear up the fog]

Comments

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

I'm not being childish. You're being devious!

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[creepy smile]

Are you accusing me of foul play?

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[that smile is terrifying]

...ah, of course not, Mommy.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Then you'll accept the terms of the bet as any fair-minded prince would, right, Dad?

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Isn't there room for negotiation, Mom?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

No.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

But Kyouya...

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Are you trying to back out of a promise you made?

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[a long pause]

No...I wouldn't do that.

Ah, but Mommy, maybe you could offer less chances to compete until the eight weeks are over?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

I'll see what I can do.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[pause...nothing...and then he scoots around the kotatsu to pounce on Kyouya]

Mother is so kind to Father. Thank you, Kyouya!

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

If you don't get off me, I'll have daily competitions.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[he releases immediately, cowering back to his proper seat across from Kyouya]

...sorry, Mom.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[glasses still shining eerily] Well-chosen, Tamaki.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[he's terrified for another few seconds. He takes a sip of his tea, and when he looks up he has completely recovered from his terror] Can we still take a trip into the city this weekend?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[long-suffering] Yes, Tamaki. [...wait did he just agree to what Tamaki bet on? Dammit!]

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[oblivious to any suffering]

That's great! I've all ready created an outline of activities for us! Of course, if we get lost along the way and lose track of the itinerary, that's okay, too!

[and he pulls out of his jacket an outline of activities, some things starred and underlined and there are notes in the margins and things, too]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

...Tamaki.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Kyouya?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Why did you already have plans written for this?

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

That's easy! I wanted to take a trip with you into the city and so I decided to start doing research on all the fun things we can do together! I wasn't sure when we could go, so I made sure that I was prepared.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[disgruntled] Give me the list.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[timid and slightly afraid, he hands over the list wordlessly. The wordless part is with some effort, as he almost says something and then stops himself and then tries again and then stops himself. So he'll just watch Kyouya.]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[he looks it over, his face revealing nothing, then hands it back to Tamaki]

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[his silence and unchanging expression are terrifying. He hesitates and then takes back the paper, folding it up and putting it into his pocket]

...Kyouya?