À bien dire, ce qu'il y a de meilleur ♔ dans l'homme, c'est le chien.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[Tamaki looks a bit lost currently. Or more accurately, he looks like he has lost something. He turns around in a circle around himself, looking around the Plane, then looks back at the brochure he's holding, before looking back up again.]

Antoinette?

[he looks down at the brochure again, before folding it back up and putting it inside his jacket pocket.]

Antoinette! This is no time for hide and seek. [quietly under his breath, as he looks at his watch] You won that an hour ago. [he sighs and begins walking the Plane again on an epic quest to find his dog.] Antoinette! Come out wherever you are!

Comments

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Kyouya! [Tamaki whines and drags out that name in only the way he can] You must like it! I did make it for you, that instantly makes it delicious! So say it, Kyouya, say it!

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

It's rude to bully someone into saying they like or dislike something.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Kyouya!

[he sits down dramatically and makes a face at Kyouya]

Mommy. Just tell me if you liked what I made you.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Tamaki. Don't disturb me when I'm eating.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Kyou -

[but Tamaki stops short and then smiles]

But you're eating it still! Which means you must like it, because there's no merit for you in eating something you don't like just for my benefit!

Mommy likes Daddy's cooking!

[and then Tamaki digs into his own food finally]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

There's always merit in making you shut up.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

But how can I shut up when you enjoy my cooking so much. So that means you really do like it.

This Kraft dinner really is a miracle product!

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Eat your food.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[he pouts, but then pulls back and eats his food like a sullen five year old - which is what he is]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[Kyouya ignores the five year old. Because he is eating.]

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[the quickest way to kill the five year old is to ignore him, as the sullenness is forgotten] Quite a few of our guests frequently bring their own culinary creations to share with us. I imagine they would like it if we had a special day where we returned the favour.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

It's an interesting idea, but how will we convince everyone that it wasn't an assassination attempt?

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

An assassination attempt?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Your cooking.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Anyone would gladly eat my cooking! They wouldn't think it was an assassination attempt!

In fact, as proof, you ate my cooking!

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Eating done under duress does not qualify as proof.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

You were under duress?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Your persistence is annoying.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

But I only had to ask you once before you ate.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

I was already eating my own food.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Oh. I see.

[and Tamaki goes to take away Kyouya's plate sadly. He mumbles just as sadly as he does this]

Daddy just wanted to do something nice for Mommy since she works so hard for the entire family, but he wouldn't want to make Mom ill due to duress.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Keep trying, Idiot King. I don't care.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Kyouya?