Awwww. Rye: I bin know how to use this, Scotch: Lets see if I don't miss, Bourbon: I didn't go to the police academy for nothing, all of them: let's do this. And featuring this lovely outfit:
(Y/N)s POV:
"The Fall Festival, where you see everyone in fall colors, there's dancing and music, and treats for the children," I said. "This sounds lovely." I went outside completely forgetting what they were doing out there. "Oh boys I've got—"
"Get her." They squirted me with water. "Aghhh boooys." "Uh Oh," Scotch says. "She's angry," Bourbon said. "Retreat," Rye said. They dropped the water guns in the pool and ran in.3rd person POV:
Those three locked their room and leaned on the door. "Phew were safe," Scotch said. "Yeah but not for long." They froze. "Now I'm gonna shower and then we're gonna talk," (Y/N) said, "ok boys." "O-ok," they all said.
🥃🖤little time skip🖤🥃
(Y/N)s POV:
"The Fall Festival," Rye said. "Yes it starts tomorrow, and we're all going." I got a but from the three of them. "No but's you three squirted me with water so you owe me." They lumped on the sofa . . . Until. "Wait we don't have kimonos," Bourbon said. "Look at the back of your closet," I said. They went and then I heard, "what the," "you've gotta be kidding," "I thought they were coats for the winter." "Well then let's just hope by winter your not young," I said.
🥃🖤time for the festival🖤🥃
This nice simple kimono for me, and I had my hair in a bun with orange colored flowers in it. "Alright come on out." One by one in those traditional sandals, their kimonos were the same down—black—but up was different. Rye's was red and he still had his benne, Scotch's was blue, and Bourbon had done his hair and his kimono on the top was yellow. "Don't you all look adorable," I said. "Yeah and uncomfortable, why do we have to wear these sandals?" Rye ask. "Because it's tradition, and don't worry, I'll wear them as well." I did have mine on, "now let's go." I told them something important before I started the car. "Be careful, tonight I'm calling you by your real name, so don't go far."
🥃🖤at the festival🖤🥃
So many people in kimonos that were the fall colors, others just had their clothes in that color. "Alright it's either the train or one of you holds my other hand while two of you hold hands along with mine." Rye went straight for my left hand. "In that case, Amuro hold my hand, and Morofushi don't let go of his." They nodded. "And boys, keep a close eye out, just in case." As we walked through the festival there were so many interesting things that we didn't know where to turn. "Hmm, come on boys let's go left." "No we might have to go right," Akai said. "Why's that?" "Because, Morofushi just took off right towards the music," Amuro said. I looked right and I saw a black and blue kimono going away. "Oh when I get that boy he's in trouble."
Eventually the four of us found the music, and there was dancing too. When I was done cheering I grabbed Scotch's hand, "you sir are not leaving my sight, you could've given me a heart attack, we could've lost you." "Sorry mom," he said. "Yeah sorry mom nothing, now let's go boys." Since Scotch got his music, I let Rye choose the food. "See anything you like?" I asked. He looked around then pointed. "Over there, fried rice balls." The other two started jumping up and down and promising they'll be good if I bought them that. "*sigh* Fried rice balls for dinner it is," I said.
🥃🖤after the food🖤🥃
"Well, Amuro, what do you wanna do?" "Hmm, I wanna see the fireworks," he said. "Dude those aren't for like two hours," Akai said, "pick something else." "Don't worry, I know the perfect place to see them," I said. "And by the time we get there they should start."
🥃🖤at a parking spot to get the best view of Tokyo🖤🥃
"And there they go," I said. The fireworks started, first with summer colors, then fall colors to welcome the season. I was in the car and I took a picture off the three of them just staring at the fireworks, they look adorable, so relaxed and without a care in the world.
🥃🖤back at home🖤🥃
"Hey, (Y/N), you never choose something to do at the festival," Bourbon said. "I did, Bourbon, I choose to go to the festival, we could have spent the first day of fall here, but after hearing about the festival in the paper I decided to go." I let my hair down. "Finally it's free." "(Y/N) I'm sorry for running off, I should have just pulled you all in my direction," Scotch said. "It's alright, Scotch, I mean music calls out to you, the better question is," I looked down at him, "why'd you call me mom?" "Oh . . . In case anyone asks excuse me." He ran out. "Hmm, you find newer ways to surprise me, Scotch."
🥃🖤bedtime🖤🥃
Knock, knock knock knock.
I opened my bedroom door, three adorable boys just looking at me. "Yes what—"
"Mommy can we sleep with you please," they said in unison, and I don't know why but I started laughing, I ended up falling on my bed. "So is that a yes?" Rye ask. "Of course that's a yes, now come on your way past your bedtime." Once again two on my right and one on my left. "Goodnight my little whiskey trio." "Goodnight mom," they all said, and went asleep faster then expected.This fanfic is over, I hope you enjoyed it, now I must get back to my original Case Closed that inspired this one . . . Or I can go to the police academy—hint hint—and write the one that came to mind, or do both.
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