Seren セレン Volume 1

Chapter 8 Little Ones & Woe

"Good morning..." Lyric, Kyro, and Nariko greeted wearily.

"What the heck are you kids talking about?" Miroku questioned, puting together a few sandwiches. "It's midday. What in the Andromeda galaxy were you three doing last night?"

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The trio sat in front of the tv playing Super Smash Bros. "I will win!" Kyro proclaimed ambitiously.

"Hell no!" Nariko exclaimed.

"Step aside, son!" Lyric called, pressing a few buttons and kicking him out.

"Dang it!" Lyric had won that round and a few others, while Nariko had been victorious nearly every other time.
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"I see." Himura replied. "What time did you go to sleep?" He sighed as they were simply dumbfounded. "Nevermind. Lunch is ready." Suddenly, a loud crash came from the living room and with a gasp, Miroku sprinted to investigate, the teens following warily. "Clatina!" Himura cried, rushing to his wife's side.

"What's wrong?" She seemed to be in a great deal of pain. Lyric slipped on a certain puddle. Graceful, Nariko mentally commented before running to the calendar. The neko looked through the dates for that one marked day. Let's see. Today is the 23 of February and the expected due date is... March 2? She cursed. They're a week early!

"Mom!" Kyro sat beside her. "Mom, are you okay?"

"Calm down! She's fine." Miroku ordered sternly. "Nariko! Call the neighbors!"

"But I just dialed the-"

"Now, Nariko!" The leopard groaned, but did what she was told.

"Which one?"

"Flora-Fons!"

"Not the Candide-Eu-"

"They have healers!"

"Okay!" She redialed and listened to the phone ring three times before being picked up.

"Hello? This is the Flora-Fons. Uh, how can I help you?"

"Delta? It's Nariko Raku."

"Nariko? Of the Satisha-Cassia?"

"Yeah. Look, we need your help."

An oddly familiar feeling came over Yukko as he handed Ushiko a newly cleaned plate. "What?" the blonde questioned, drying it and handing it over to Yoko, who then put it away. The man was giving the wall an almost creepy stare...

"Dad?" Yoko asked in concern. "Is something wrong?"

"I just get the feeling that something important is happening..." He looked up to find her pulling something out of the fridge. "Yoko!" She nearly dropped it. "Put the tortilla down. You have had enough for today."

"Aww...."

"What is it?"

"I... just can't put my feather on it, but-Yoko! Didn't I tell you to put that tortilla away!... I mean, know it's important, but..." He put the rag down and leaned against the counter in thought.

"I bet you ten yen Aunt Clatina's in labor or some crap." Nateo jested, cleaning the dinning table. "Can you hand me another towel?" Hachi tossed him one and continued to dust the blinds.

"Hah! I bet Miro would be shouting 'No! I shouldn't have thrown Yu into that portal!'" Yukko added mockingly. He scoffed. "I'll get him back for that one of these days."