Life Of A Fuck-Up

The two Hanabet's expected unusual usual days

CHAPTER THIRTEEN [F-U#13]

Hanabet Toku was experiencing a normal night.

Yes, normal.

Ever since she started staying with a new member (she hoped) of her small 'family,' weird scenarios have begun to blur and mesh together into 'normalcy.'

And she found that she didn't really mind. (If brocolli and marshmallows in a jar were anything to go by)

So peeking out of the door to her room and seeing her daddy drag something akin to a sack of potatoes was quite frankly, her entertainment for the night. The only problem was, she couldn't remember where she had placed her small chair - nevermind, she found it beside a stuffed turd.

Here she was now, sitting down on a small chair with her stash of popcorn, and watching the movie that was taking place outside her door. Well, not outside, since her door faced the corner of a wall towards the kitchen.

No, she had to skedaddle towards the right a bit, and leaned on the wall to watch the show.

Papa always said that there was no amount of popcorn needed when entertainment keeps appearing on every corner. So, she always carry popcorn on her. For safe keeping, of course. (And a nut if she remembered)

Bang!

"Ouch!" Toku heard her daddy whiper-yelled as she squinted her eyes to see better in the darkness of the dining room. Well, dining room and living room. She crunched more popcorn.

"Fucking door-" Her brows furrowed. Maybe she should find a stopper for the front door next time. Another curse floated in the air. Make that all the doors then. "My brain is fucking running towards the airport because of you!" Stopping at mid-crunch, Toku's brows (which were already furrowed) furrowed even more. Was her daddy not carrying a sack of potatoes? She squinted once again, trying to see what the donuts was happening.

"Ok...so who's coming?" Brows going up, she has once again been surprised. But in all honesty, she shouldn't be surprised that her papa can surprise her. It's practically his life goal to do it.

Resuming her consumption, Toku continued to watch the drama unfold. She did love her different entertainment for each night. It was a gift if it meant providing a source of tiredness that extracts the complete opposite. She placed a mouthful of popcorn into her mouth.

"You're a complete idiot! Getting into- some sort of...fight, like a- a fucking school gangster! Honestly! I leave you one second and this happens-"

She droned out her daddy's scolding and instead focused on the body (that she previously thought was a sack of potatoes) that he was shouldering. From where she sat, there was only a dark silhouette that hanged there. Yet when they passed by the curtains that were glowing from the moonlight, something shiny was glistening on her papa's forehead.

What was that?

Pressing onto the wall more, she tried to get a glimpse of what her eyes landed on. "Why am i even surprised? You're the only one who can fuck up an errand to just buy some damn chips." Her daddy grunted out, flopping papa onto the couch with a loud sigh.

"And the only one to not even have the fucking grocery bags." He stalked towards the hall in which her room was located on. Toku grasped the side of the door and lightly pressed it closer to its awaiting wall, just enough so she could peek an eye as her daddy opened the bathroom door infront of hers. (a little more to the right) She heard him rummage around the drawer above the sink and hitting his hand in the process. (Toku winced slightly at that)