Tamaki felt disappointed that they lost her, but they did get her heels. What am I going to do with a pair of heels?
"Haruhi?" He says, "can you come here?" Shocked that he wasn't talking his usual "bubbly" self, she followed his order.
"Yes?" Tamaki hugged her tightly and handed her the pair of heels. "PLEASE WEAR THEM! YOU CAN BE VERY GIRLY! DADDY WANTS YOU TO BECOME A GIRL AGAIN!"
Haruhi gave him a glare. "Are you implying I am not a girl?" Tamaki yelped and hid behind Kyoya.
"Scary," the twins said in unison. "She isn't type AB right?" Tamaki sweatdropps. Kyoya shook his head and said, "She's type O."
Tamaki sighed in relief. "But your princess is AB—" Kyoya continues, but was interrupted by Tamaki's cry. He fell to his knees slowly, crying anime-tears, occasionally muttering that she might be as dangerous as them.
"That's mean, right Usa-chan?" Honey says. Haruhi, the twins, and Tamaki looks at him and sweatdropped. They remembered when Usa-chan was covered in tea and he was beyond scary. "Y-yeah," Hikaru stuttered. "N-not scary," Kaoru says, shaking his head.
"Baka."
The Host Club looked at the text message with the same thought going in their minds: who is she?
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text conversations
Fanfica tamaki souh fanfiction back and forth text messages between two [text] best friends
