So you were sitting down with the twins playing the 'which one is hikaru' game, when you heard silent sobbing in the area behind the couch. You looked over and saw Tamaki sitting down in his emo corner growing mushrooms again.
*sigh* "you had enough of his shit for one day, he'll just have to stop being a friken cry-baby.
So in order to stop his crying, you asked haruhi for advise, because she has had to deal with him longer than you.
"confess your love to him," haruhi said, "it'll work, trust me."
*another sigh* "fiiiiiiine, if it will shut him up." You replied.
So you went over to the black tinted emo corner and expressed your feelings the only way you knew how:
By sitting down,
Calmly rubbing his hair in a gentle and soothing way,
Smiling in a calming manor,
AnD sHoViNg YoUr fOOT uP hIs A$$!!!
"AhHhHhHhHhHhRrRrRrgGgGg" he growled out of pain and pleasure.
Pleasure: because this was the first time you've ever touched him in such...Places.
Pain: because....hmmmm. I wander why. MaYbE bEaCauSe yeR fUt wAs uP HiS A$$!?!?!? ... Naw, that's not it, its because the mouse trap in the corner, snapped off his dragon BALLZ Z.
So in the end:
Tamaki died.
His ass-blood stained the carpet.
Now you have to join the host club to pay off your debt on the 52736637728637827376363876600000000000000000 yen carpet.
Soooooooo.. Hey guys, this is author kun. (Yes I'm a girl but I like to be called kun) I hope you enjoyed this and my twisted sense of humor. Any requests leave them in the comments section. See ya~
