Oh yeah? A random head canon? Well, this is more of an idea but still-
Okay, Hatter hiring Tatta to work at his hat shop because hat squad~✨Tatta is the hat son. :3
OOOOOH BUDDY OKAY this is getting a lil somethin-somethin
The Apprentice
Rating: PG (for Tatta for being a beautiful and wholesome boy)
Relationships: None (Hatter/Aguni implied because it’s basically always gotta be implied)
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“So, uh,” Aguni asks, “how’s the new guy doing?”
It’s a beautiful Thursday afternoon. The birds are singing, the sun is shining…and, perhaps most importantly, Aguni and Takeru are splitting a bucket of fried chicken with a side of potato wedges, and two fresh-from-the-oven biscuits.
“Splendidly,” Takeru says, sinking his teeth into an extra-crispy chicken leg and smirking around the audible crunch sound that echoes against his teeth.
Aguni nods and twists the top of his biscuit off of the bottom.
“You’re not working him too hard, are you?”
“Mori,” Takeru says between lip-smacking bites, “I would never!”
Just then, a young be-hatted head pokes out from behind the back door. A handsome young fellow, with shaggy hair and a hopeful look in his eye—why, even Aguni, in all his gruff distrust of strangers, can’t help but find him charming.
“Mr. Danma, sir,” the energetic young man says, “the new shipment just came in! Shall I place it in the stock room, or would you like to look at it now?”
Takeru smiles, setting down his half-eaten drumstick and wiping his mouth on one of the flimsy paper napkins that came with their meal.
“The stock room, I think,” he replies, “we’ll go through it together after my meeting with Mr. Aguni.”
“Oh, so lunch with me counts as a ‘meeting’ now,” Aguni scoffs, “didn’t realize I got a promotion.”
“Yes, well…”
Takeru picks up a potato wedge and studies it for a moment. He frowns, then puts it back and selects a second, (apparently) more suitable option, which he dunks into a plastic container of ketchup.
“The newest associate at Hat Danma LLC has informed me that our lunch meetings may be tax deductible,” Takeru explains, gesturing with the ketchuped wedge in his hand, “If I count this as a business luncheon, I can write it off on taxes and get a refund.”
“Refund for what? I’m the one who bought the chicken,” Aguni argues, shoving his hand into the bucket for another deep-fried morsel, “I spend the money, and you reap the benefits?”
“Uh, yeah,” Takeru says, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world, “that’s how it works.”
“Fine,” Aguni mumbles, “but you’re using your technically-fraudulent earning to take me somewhere nice.”
“Oh, yeah, okay,” Takeru shoots back, “I would love to know what, pray tell, is your idea of ‘somewhere nice’ that isn’t the Shibuya Denny’s.”
“The staff is polite and the prices are reasonable,” Aguni huffs, slathering a half-melted pat of butter onto his biscuit, “besides, every time we’re there, Akiko makes sure we have fresh coffee. How dare you imply that we don’t have a nice time at the Shibuya Denny’s…”
“Uh, I’m sorry to interrupt again—“
Aguni and Takeru table their squabble in favor of looking up at the young man who has, once again, stuck his head out from the back door.”
“Ah, Tatta, my dear,” Takeru says, “my favorite employee…”
“He’s your only employee,” Aguni grumbles, taking a sulky chomp out of his well-buttered biscuit.
Takeru smacks Aguni’s knee lightly in reprimand, but otherwise remains his usual perky self.
“I just wanted to let you know,” Tatta says carefully—almost nervously, but maybe that’s just his golden-retriever-like energy taking, “the Yamato’s have just ordered an additional two fedoras for the wedding. I know I should have asked you first, but…I paid an extra 1,000 yen for expedited shipping to Osaka, just to be sure the order gets there in time.”
“As you should have,” Takeru concludes, offering his new apprentice a nod of approval, “I’m pleased to know that you can handle an emergency situation with grace and tact.”
Tatta beams—a big, bright smile that stretches the corners of his lips to dig into the slight plump of his cheeks.
“Thank you, Mr. Danma, sir,” he responds, “I’m just glad I can be of help!”
“I have a way you can help me further,” Takeru says, that irresistible little lilt in his voice that has gotten more than one person into a heap of trouble, “if you’re willing, of course…”
“Of course,” Tatta replies, “I’ll do whatever you need!”
Aguni rolls his eyes. Of course Takeru likes him; the boy is all but begging for his approval. Nothing feeds the older man’s ego more than a young fellow looking up to him.
“My associate and I were just talking,” Takeru says smoothly, “and it seems we’re at a bit of an impasse. We’re looking for somewhere…hm, a bit more upscale for our next tete-à-tete.”
“Oh, well, I dunno,” Tatta says nervously, shoving his hands into his pockets, “I, uh, I don’t really go to too many fancy places.”
“Neither do we, son,” Aguni says with a sigh, “neither do we…”
“Oh, wait! I have an idea,” the vivacious young man says, “I mean, I don’t know if you’ll like it, but…”
“Aren’t you sweet,” Takeru coos, “See, Mori-chan, you don’t have to be so grumpy all the time. Why, you could benefit from—“
“Let the kid talk,” Aguni interjects. He wordlessly reaches into the bucket and pulls out another piece of chicken and holds it out for Tatta to take.
“Oh, uh,” Tatta says nervously, “are you sure?”
“Go on! The thigh is the best part,” Takeru insists, then chuckles to himself, “of the chicken and…of a lover.”
“Oh my God.”
“Breasts,” Tatta says quickly, “they’re, uh, they’re good too. On a chicken! I was talking about chicken…”
Takeru points at his bashful new protege, who’s now nibbling on the deep-fried breading and trying to hold back a blush.
“You, my young friend, are a man of culture,” Takeru turns to look at Aguni, “wherever he says to go, we’re going.”
Tatta full-on blushes at that.
“Well, uh,” he says, “The only place that really comes to mind is the bar from Lost in Translation…”
Aguni raises his brow in surprise.
“You mean the one with Bill Murray and Scarlet Johansson?”
“Yeah, that one,” Tatta says with a smile, “I just watched it last night and I thought the place looked really cool! It’s got that really great view of the city, and it’ll only be better when it’s dark and you can see all the lights!”
“Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant,” Takeru exclaims, “Mori, you’ll have to break out the suit.”
“The suit is a privilege,” Aguni responds, “I’m not convinced you’ve earned the right to see me in it…”
“So you’ll be wearing the black,” Takeru muses, his attention shifting back to the young man munching on his impromptu lunch, “and I, of course, will be wearing the red. But what about him?”
Tatta fumbles with his chicken.
“Wait,” he asks, “you mean I’m coming with—“
“Normally, I’d suggest the blue,” Takeru continues, “but I’m just not sure…”
“Put him in the olive,” Aguni suggests, “he looks to be about the right height for it.”
Takeru beams.
“Mori, I could kiss you,” he begins to say, but then his eyes slip sideways to see Tatta standing there, “but I won’t, because this is a business meeting and that is not something that professionals do at the office.”
“Well I’m busy eating, so…”
“Wait, uh, guys—“
Aguni and Takeru pause and look at the uncomfortable young man before them. Tatta shifts from one foot to the other, gaze fixed on his scuffed sneakers.
“I can’t go,” Tatta half-mumbles, “I’m sorry but…my shift doesn’t end until nine, and I need the paycheck, so…”
“You,” Takeru says, “are so goddamn precious.”
“Keep him on the clock,” Aguni tells Takeru, “count it as a business dinner. Hell, you could even pay him overtime to carry your drunk ass home.”
Takeru claps his hands together in glee.
“Oh, that is a genius move,” he says.
Takeru leans forward, resting his chin on his elbow and looking up at Tatta.
“What do you say, Cinderella,” Takeru asks him, “will you give up your chores for a few hours and let your fairy godfathers take you out for a truly legendary Boys’ Night out?”
“Hanging out with two middle-aged men at an overpriced bar is hardly a Cinderella moment,” Aguni grumbles, “but, hey, if you wanna come along, we’d be happy to have you.”
“Wow! Thanks,” Tatta says, sounding honest-to-goodness excited about the prospect of going out with his boss and his boss’ friend, “I, uh, I guess I’ll get back to the shop! I’ve got a lot to do if we’re closing early!”
And with a quick bow and an exuberant bite of his chicken, he turns on his heel, heading back into the depths of the hat shop to organize ribbons and restock shelves.
“Just adorable,” Takeru clucks, “Like a puppy that can do basic math and knows not to chew on my shoes.”
“I like him,” Aguni says, wiping his hands on his jeans, “kinda weird that he’s so enamored with you, but that aside, I think he’s a fine young man.”
“Well, what can I say? I have an eye for talent,” Takeru sets his now-finished chicken leg on his plate, “So, you’ll pick us up at six?”
Aguni tries to grimace, but a reluctant smirk sneaks its way onto his lips.
“If I must…”
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Another sad Headcanon thread! @danma-chan wanted to read more.
This time, it is about Dan, Shun and my OC Kathlyn! They are my favorite trio to write!
Trigger warnings ahead.
Buckle up, kiddos! We going down the sad lane.
During the events of Gundalian Invaders when the others found out that Kathlyn is part gundalian, Dan and Shun made a silent pact that they will defend Kath if anyone should even look at them wrong because of their heritage.
Since Kath found out way later about who their mother actually was, they felt betrayed by the others and distanced themself from their friends.
After the events of BB when Kath went MIA aka disappeared to the Doom Dimension, Dan and Shun always went to the park at Kath's disappearance anniversary to talk about the old times.
However, after Shun also disappeared to New Vestroia, Dan felt left behind and alone, thinking that he will never see his two most important friends ever again.
After Runo went to New Vestroia but had to be teleported back, a portal opened in the Doom Dimension giving Kath and Leonidas the chance to escape.
The others were overjoyed that Kathlyn was back but Kath pushed all of them away, not speaking a single word. The trauma was too heavy for them to carry.
Shun and Kath reunited after he was rescued from the watertank, he was in. They both even ended up crying in each other's arms.
Dan helped both Shun and Kath to deal with the losses of their mothers. He didn't know how exactly but he was extremely patient and even gave them space if they needed it. However, deep down, he was scared that he would lose his mother at such a young age too but never admitted it out loud.
Dan, Shun and Kath are seen as the sun, the moon and the stars even their enemies know as a trio, they are too powerful to be stopped.
The three of them see each other as family and trust each other with every secret.
During MS1, Kath and Shun both noticed too quick that there was something seriously wrong with Dan. They both tried to help him in their own ways but it backfired on them immediately. It resulted in, Dan pushing them both away from him.
Dan wanted to let them help him but he kept getting visions of Shun and Kath dying. He pushed them away to help them indirectly to learn how to live without him (same scenario with my Shun HC)
Anubias once compared Kath to Barodius. It ended up with them beating Anubias to near death since Kathlyn hated being compared to their Uncle.
Regarding the HC above, Kathlyn knows that they can't forever run away from their gundalian heritage. Everyone who knows about them being related to Barodius fears Kathlyn. They fear that they will snap one day and end up like their uncle/the former Emperor.
This takes a heavy toll on Kathlyn's mental health, always comparing themself to Barodius and even imagine some physical resemblance. Dan and Shun have to watch helplessly.
Shun barely slept in MS1 considering that he wanted to be there when Dan came back from NV. He used the techniques his grandfather taught him to stay awake.
Shun knew that at some point, he would faint from exhaustion but his need to take care of himself faded as the years passed.
After the events of MS1, Marucho, Runo, Julie and Alice dragged (consensually) Dan, Shun and Kathlyn to a mental health institution to make sure that they can deal with their trauma in a rather healthy way then to keep suffer.
Shun and Kath opened up about how they both felt jealous of their friends being able to hug their moms and their 'I love yous'.
Shun even said that everytime, he tries to remember the face of his mother, the picture is too blurry and the memories of her hugs leave a cold feeling in his heart, instead of a warm feeling.
Kath said that they can't remember the voice of their mother. Instead, everytime they try to remember the voice of their mother, the voice gets replaced by Miyoko Kuso's.
Kath feels like a fraud if they start loving Miyoko like a child should love their mother and tends to act cold towards her. Miyoko understands this and doesn't push Kath.
Dan has the habit of checking up on Kath every night, considering they are his foster sibling. He picked this habit up after Kath escaped from the Doom Dimension.
And that's another HC thread brought to you by Mystery!
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