Stalker In The Trash Can

Happy families

So, Ma-chan (chubbymacqueraille) told me that she wanted to play sims with her and Kei, and hell, even me and Shirou a.k.a. NuttyThenutjob's OC and Secchin (SapoBaboNia) and Kuroo. But I can't Imagine a life within us..

So...

DUMP NEIGHBOORHOOD SCENARIO!!

(This is kinda trash, I didn't force you to read but have fun If you did anyway... let's see... I guess this is x reader scenario. Feel free to change any of the names with your own. #meansnooffense #asahiiscoming)

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The sun rises up, and so our lovely wifehouse, Mari-chan, as she get the newspaper on the mailbox. On her right side, she heard a yell greeting for her as she waved from the sound.

"GOOD MORNING MACCHAN!!"

"Morning Secchi! It's rare to see you wake early!!"

"WELL YEAH! I AND KUROO AND KENMA UP ALL NIGHT PLAYING ASSASSIN CREED."

"Have you slept?"

"I did! Don't worry, Mom!!"

"I'm not your mom!"

"You're mom to us..."

Suddenly, the door at Kuroo household is open, revealing the bed hair and a loud yawn is escaping his mouth.

"Kuroo!! You finally woke up!"

"Yeah, sorry. I have to dragged Kenma to the bed first..."

Another yawn is escaping.

"Anyway, are you ready?"

"Yeah...let's go."

Doning their matching gucchi glasses their swagly made their way to outside the yard. Good thing the momma squad is near there.

"WAIT! WAIT! ARE YOU GUYS PLANNING ON EATING JUNK FOOD AS THE BREAKFAST? I WON'T LET YOU DO IT! IT'S NO GOOD FOR YOUR HEALTH!!"

"Isn't it fine, Ma-chaan~?"

"Kuroo-san, please stop."

Suddenly, he walks to his wife and hold her protectively. His expression shows a clear annoyed looks, makes his wife blush.

"Tsukki scary~"

"Shut up..."

"Enough hairy-bed-hair! Secchi, call the idiots now. We're having pancakes."

"YAS, MA'AM!!!"

"Pancakes? Love that."

"..."

Tsukishima open his fence gate to welcome the black lazy cat to his household as Secchi runs, no- crash herself toward the unlocked door, with no injuries, run upstairs as fast as rolling thunder, and a loud thud can be heard all the way to Tsukishima's eardrum...

Or it's actually that his hearing is just too good?

Also wonder why the hell the wall hasn't broke yet...

.

.

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...!!

Wait, I know!!

Must be fourth wall.

Whatever.

"TSUCCHIIIIIIIII!!!!!! TAKARAAAAA!!!!!!!! FOOOOOODDDD!!!!"

Nothing budge. Is the window is bullet-proof quality? It's didn't break after a yell that could woke the entire neighborhood.

You know what?

Of course it doesn't.

Cause the window is Window XP!!

Nailed it.

"Whaaa-?"

The first to popped up from blanket is a bed head, then a laptop, and a lazy idiot laying, ignoring Secchi. He looks tired, his eyes is red and have a triple heavy eye bags. He stare blankly at Secchi before looking at the laptop.

"...one more...episode...."

Secchi groaned. She pulled the blanket, hopefully for the all-nighter idiot would go with her for breakfast. But all her get is an angel sleeping beside him. Takara shook him up, with no result. He frown his eye brow and push the white head off the bed.

"Whaaa-?"

"B-R-E-A-K-F-A-S-T-. NOW. IN MA-CHAN HOUSE.NOW."

"What's the menu?" Ask the white head as he yawn. He looks pretty angry...or because he's hungry....

"Pancakes. Maybe some potato chips and cola too."

"Okaay. Takachin let's go..." he pulled the black shirt Takara's wearing.

"Go ahead."

Shirou sighed as he gets up. He grabbed his jersey, make sure everything's fine and unplugged the laptop.

"TSUCCHI..."

"Let's goo. I don't want Mari-chan to bicker us all over..."

He pulled Takara by collar, dragging him all the way outside. Secchi watch in amazement. No matter how many times she look, Tsucchi is too cool for dragging a hissing and crying college man, over a laptop without getting injured or overwhelmed.

And thus, the three safelt arrived to Tsukishima's household. Before they can knock, the door open revealing Tsukishima.

"Get out the way, lamp post..."

"I'M HUNGRY!!!"

"Just one more....!"

"Okay. Well behave, or no food."

"Fine. Fast food restaurant is always open for us, right?"

Heavy steps are heared through the hallway, revealing Ma-chan rushing to the front door.

"I SAID NO JUNK FOOD"

"Yes, mom..."

"Kei! You'd better help me in the kitchen!!"

"...alright..."

Now all seated, talking about lifes they going through now, the trouble as the couple making a lot batch of pancakes.

"Don't get it too salty, lovebirds!!" He yells, making Ma-chan blush and almost burnt the pancakes.

"Kuroo-san, if you like salt that much, I can put a whole package for you and YOU only."

"...Sorry..."

The dining room has becoming even more loud than ever, with Secchi almost and broke the window...real glass window. Good thing she has the dorky Kuroo beside her. Some chessy word could stop her in the track.

"Pancakes all done!!!"

All the people exclaim as the plates are set to the table. They put a lot of things as the topping. Whipped cream, maple syrup, jams, cheese, and fruits.

They digging happily to their favorite pancakes.

If you ever wonder why Tsukki tell them to behave...

This always happened everytime the whole group comes to dine in. But, like they listen anyway.

Mess, mess, messes everywhere. Luckily nothing is broken, but anyone could mistake this condition as a all-night drinking party rather than a simple breakfast.

Tsukishima is only sighing and cleans up by himself because everybody is out of cold, playing pancakes war. He gently picked his wife, put her on the couch, cover her with a blanket, and maybe smiled too and kicking anyone one the floor because they're in the way...

SAVE THIS CHILD

Very sorry if it's bad...