#the cholate box girls

[kirjat-on-pure-love]

Onnenkeksi (s.221), Cathy Cassidy

Suositun tyttökirjasarjan kuudes osa

Cathy Cassidyn Suklaamuruset-sarjassa jokainen sisarus saa kertoa oman tarinansa. Nyt on yllätysveljen vuoro! Jake Cooke on saanut kuulla elämänsä uutisen: hänellä on neljä sisarpuolta, joiden olemassaolosta hän ei ole ennen tiennyt. Kun hän on joutunut pulaan jälleen kerran kotonaan Lontoon Chinatownissa, Jake lähtee tapaamaan sisariaan. Elämä Tanglewoodissa on kuin unelmaa: eloisat sisaret, eväsretket uimarannalla ja suklaafestivaalit tekevät olon oikein kotoisaksi. Mutta Jake oppii, että omia sotkujaan voi paeta vain hetkellisesti, ja jossain vaiheessa ongelmat täytyy kohdata.

Sarjan osat ovat: Kirsikkasydän, Vaahtokarkkitaivas, Kesäunelma, Kookoskarkki, Hunajanmakea ja Onnenkeksi.

Oma arvioni kirjasta:

Tutustuin Suklaamuruset-kirjasarjaan vuonna 2012, kun sain ensimmäisen osan kirjasta joululahjaksi siskoni kummitädiltä. Kirja oli mielenkiintoinen ja halusin totta kai lukea loputkin osat, ja kappas vain suomennosten odottelussahan menikin hetki! Täällä myöskään kirjastossa ei ole kovin monta kirjaa englanniksi, varsinkaan uusimpia.

Vaikka en kirjan kohderyhmään taida enää kuulua, voin sanoa, että kirja oli todella viihdyttävä ja mukaansatempaava. Cassidy kirjoittaa nopeasti tarinaa vievällä, mutta silti aika kuvailevalla tyylillä. Kirjoja on helppo lukea, vaikkakin välillä joutui suomennuksen kanssa pohtimaan, että mitäköhän tässä nyt yritetään sanoa.

Krjan päähenkilö, Jake Cooke, tuttavammisellin Cookie, joutuu pulaan jättäessään sisarensa kaksistaan kylpyhuoneeseen leikkimään. Hänen sisarpuolensa Honey on ottanut häneen yhteyttä kirjeitse, mutta Cookie ei ole aivan varma onko tämä huijausta vai totta. Perheellä menee kuitenkin huonosti, he asuvat homeisessa ja muutenkin kurjassa asunnossa kiinalaisen ravintolan yläkerrassa, jossa heidän äitinsä ja Cookiekin joskus työskentelee. Vahingon jälkeen Cookie ymmärtää tilanteen väärin ja päättää lähteä Tanglewoodiin etsimäään isäänsä, josko tämä voisi auttaa heitä selviämään pulasta .Cookie ei nimittäin halua muuttaa äitinsä uuden poikaystävän luokse jurttaan.

Yllättävää kyllä kirja oli hyvä, vaikkain jotkin kohdat siit tuntuvat erittäin epätodennäköisiltä. Kirjan luki nopeasti läpi ja sen olisi halunnut lukea yhdellä istumalla. Annan kirjalle arvosanaksi 4/5.

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SSR Masunaga Kazuna [Honest Feelings] Card Stories

"Happy Belated Valentine’s Day ww (∿°○°)∿ ︵ ǝʌol ” - Kei 

Honest Feelings 01

Host: Next, it’s the honest Valentine talk! Inside this box, there are questions written on paper, so please draw a paper and answer it.

Kazuna: It’s making me nervous. Who wants to draw first?

Hikaru: Me Mee! I’ll do it. Hmm, what’s this?…It’s “What was the largest amount of chocolate you received up until now?”

Mikado: Hikarun, you can’t include the ones from the office.

Hikaru: Eh?! Why?!

Momotarou: The reason why we are able to receive so many now is probably because we are idols.

Mikado: If amateur Hikaru doesn’t put up a fight, then it won’t be interesting.

Hikaru: Ehh~~? Well----, that might be right… The most I’ve received was about 10, I think.

Mikado: Oya, that was more than expected.

Hikaru: Hey, what do you mean by “more than expected”?! I am a famous person, too!  

Tatsuhiro: You, included both your sisters and mother, right?

Hikaru: Gikuu! 

Tatsuhiro: As well as, the regular customers from your okonomiyaki store.

Hikaru: Giku gikuu! 

Momotarou: They are all your acquaintances.

Hikaru: Wait wait wait! That’s right, but it doesn't change the fact I received chocolates! Okay, next is Leader’s turn to draw~!

Kazuna: Ahaha, I understand. Well... The question is “What type of situation do you admire?”

Mikado: Ohh, I’m curious about this. Nonetheless, it’s a man’s romance to receive heartfelt chocolate, right?

Kazuna: I guess... For me, I think a more casual approach is better.

Mikado: I see, the natural feeling is preferred. Being too formal can be awkward.

Kazuna: That’s right. Getting called out formally makes me nervous.

Mikado: By the way, I’m a beta so the more you do, the more excited I will be. A romantic approach is good, but secretly putting it into a bag is modest and good, too! Of course, the classic getting called out after class…

Momotarou: Mika, we didn't ask for that much.

Hikaru: Mikachi, too many situations!

Tsubasa: (Fufu, MooNs is good at variety shows as expected. Even the staffs are laughing as well.)

TO BE CONTINUED.

Honest Feelings 02 

Kazuna: The next question is... “What would you do if you were confessed on Valentine?”

Host: Everyone is an idol, so I thought it would be hard to answer but truthfully what does everyone think?

Hikaru: In regards to secret love of the show business world, I might yearn for it a bit! Like secretly dating on your day off~

Mikado: I don’t think Hikarun is skilful enough to do that.

Tatsuhiro: Indeed, he’s bad with keeping secrets as well.

Momotarou: Ahh, some time ago Hikaru was told to keep something a secret, but in the end he told the others.

Hikaru: That’s because it would seem like I’m lying and it doesn��t make me feel good~

Mikado: Well, that might be Hikarun’s strong point but... Then, what does the owner of this question, Leader think?

Kazuna: Umm…Being told that I’m liked would make be happy as expected, but I can’t imagine going out with anyone right now. Besides, the time we can meet is short; therefore, if they feel lonely, I would feel bad.

Momotarou: That’s so Leader.

Kazuna: I can't imagine balancing both work and love.

Tatsuhiro: I understand that feeling.

Host: Ahaha, everyone in MooNs gives off that feeling that they only think about work. All right. Instead what would Masunaga-kun do if he were to give chocolate?  

Kazuna: Me? Well… I think I won't be able to feel embarrassed. That’s why; I feel girls who confess on Valentine are really courageous. Right now, I think I hope a girl who is able to express bravery like that exists. 

Tsubasa: (Even Masunaga-san has that side to him. He looks like he’s able to do anything smoothly, so that was a bit unexpected.)

TO BE CONTINUED.

Honest Feelings 03

Hikaru: The recording just then had quite a fair bit of risky questions, that made me nervous----

Mikado: That’s because it’s Valentine season right now. It can’t be helped since there are so many love-related projects.

Tatsuhiro: Geez, I’m bad at these things.

Mikado: Even Kenty mentioned this, but if Tatsu-dono says one or two sweet words, don’t you think the fans would be really happy. I’ve got a good idea! How about some special training with me?!

Tatsuhiro: That’s not necessary. I refuse.

Hikaru: That reminds me, Leader and Momotasu have already prepared for “Eden du Cholat”, right?

Kazuna: Yes. Singing and dance practice have been progressing smoothly and we’ve been getting along with Ryuji and Yuuta as well.

Momotarou: Aah, reminds me of the time in Bambi.

Tatsuhiro: Definitely, once in a while the shuffle members had to perform, which was quite interesting.

Hikaru: Hey hey. Speaking of that event, they sell a variety of chocolates, right?

Tsubasa: That’s right.

Hikaru: How nice! The both of you, go and bring back some souvenirs~

Kazuna: Wouldn’t it be hard on the day of the event? I heard it’s very crowded every year.  

Tsubasa: Yes. I’m sure there are lots of people who plan to buy Valentine chocolates at the event.

Hikaru: Is Tsubasa-chan not buying any?

Tsubasa: That’s right…. I’m interested, but I’ve got work so I don’t think I have time to buy. However, for people I’m grateful to, I think I will probably give something to them.

Hikaru: Ha! Does that mean we can look forward to it as well?

Kazuna: Hikaru, it’s not good to give Sumisora-san some sort of weird pressure.

Tatsuhiro: If it’s chocolate, there are some in this pile of sweets, right?

Hikaru: That’s different! Not these ones!

Kazuna: I’m sorry, Sumisora-san. You don’t have to worry about it.

Tsubasa: No. I’m grateful to everyone, so I thought I would definitely prepare some.

Hikaru: Seriously?! Yay~~!

TO BE CONTINUED.

Honest Feelings 04

Tsubasa: Then, I’ll be in your care tomorrow as well. Good work.

Goushi: Good work.

Tsubasa: (After this, I’ll return to the office, but…) (Masunaga-san looks like he is still blaming himself for hurting the talent who confessed to him.) (If I’m not mistaken Masunaga-san has today off. If I suddenly turn up, I might inconvenience him, but I feel like I have to see him now.)

Kazuna: Oh, Sumisora-san. What’s wrong?

Tsubasa: I’m sorry for the sudden intrusion. I was a little worried about Masunaga-san…

Kazuna: Ah… Come in.

Tsubasa: Thank you. Masunaga-san, are… you feeling okay?

Kazuna: Looks like I’ve made you worried. I’m fine and have been doing my work properly.

Tsubasa: Is that so… (Work is important as well, but what about Masunaga-san’s feelings.) Excuse me, how does Masunaga-san feel regarding the confession?

Kazuna: …I’m thankful for her feelings, I think. However, I’ve never had this type of conversation before so that’s why I didn’t believe there was any other meaning behind it… I wonder why me.

Tsubasa: …Masunaga-san has always been an attractive man, more than you think you are. You are kind, always concerned about your surroundings and people are able to rely on you no matter what the situation is. Seeing that side of Masunaga-san was probably why she was attracted to you.

Kazuna: ………

Tsubasa: You weren't able to give a reply to her feelings, but if Masunaga-san conveys his honest feelings, then I'm sure she will understand.

Kazuna: Convey my feelings....? To someone who I’ve already hurt once, wouldn't that just hurt them again. It was I in the wrong… It’s hard.

Tsubasa: (Masunaga-san looks pained… But Masunaga-san has no choice but to rely on himself to do his best…)

TO BE CONTINUED.

Honest Feelings 05 

After Eden du Cholat recording

Yuuta: Today we ate lots of delicious chocolate, which was fun~!

Ryuji: Yuuta, we didn't attend to eat chocolates, don’t you have anything else to comment on?

Yuuta: Singing and dancing with Ryu-chan was fun!

Ryuji: I guess that wasn’t too bad.

Tsubasa: I’m glad it ended with no issues.

Kazuna: I know, right. This time I’m really sorry for the inconvenience I caused for everyone.

Momotarou: We didn't think that it was an inconvenience.

Ryuji: You know Kazu… you should stop apologising, after all we managed to finish without any troubles.  

Yuuta: That’s right! At the end that talent was smiling!

Kazuna: Everyone, thank you.

Tsubasa: (Masunaga-san’s facial expression has gotten better. I’m really glad that everything has been resolved.)

Kazuna: Thank you, Sumisora-san too.

Tsubasa: No, all I did was watch from the side…

Kazuna: Yes, but I’m happy that you kindly listened to my story. After all the details were hard to discuss with the members.

Tsubasa: Is that so?

Kazuna: …Being able to convey one's honest thoughts is really an amazing thing. At least that's what I realise during this incident. I’m not very good when it comes to conveying my feelings, but I guess it’s important to be able to do that.  

Tsubasa: Masunaga-san.

Kazuna: I don’t think I’m able to change myself immediately, but from now I wish to become like that, I think. Also, this time I wish to become someone who is able to accept someone’s feeling genuinely.

Tsubasa: If it is Masunaga-san, then there is no problem.

Kazuna: Yes, I’ll do my best. That’s right. Thank you for the chocolate. I’ll slowly enjoy them once I return to the dorm.

Tsubasa: Yes. Today you really worked hard. (I was really worried, but I think this incident was a good opportunity for Masunaga-san to be honest with his feelings.)

THE END.

[codename-bewareofthefangirl]

GoM + Kagami playing with their daughter please? It can be a range between playing house, tea party, dressing up, or fairytale roleplay where their daughter is the princess and the GoM member is the prince saving them from the dragon. Thank you! ^o^

Hi dear! I’m so sorry If I made you wait so much! I’m having a hard time right now and so it’s a bit difficult to write; however, don’t worry you all, I’m not abandoning this blog, I just have to go through this difficult moment and I’ll be back as before! I hope you’ll like it, even if it sucks a bit. I used things that happened to me with my little sister to make it more real XD

It took me a lot to choose the names of the girls (you can find the meanings at the end), so if you want to know why I’ve chosen them, just ask! I’ll be happy to explain my contort thoughts.

Have a nice day!

The GoM, Kagami Taiga as Fathers Playing With Their Daughters

Aomine Daiki

Being a father, Aomine had discovered, required more energy and braveness than he could have ever thought. However, he had always been determined to be the best dad ever so he was ready to do anything.

Playing Tea Party included.

And that’s why he was stuck in a tiny pink chair, with a porcelain teacup in his big hands. He was frowning and fidgeting, not understanding why those toys were so fragile and small, but, every time his daughter Mitsuko looked at him, he would grin fondly.

“Do you like the tea, dad?” The child asked, literally beaming. Her round, blue eyes were sparkling as she watched her dad playing. He was often traveling to play basketball, so every moment spent together was precious.

“Yes, it’s very delicious,” he replied faking to take a sip, “Thank you.” It was a bit embarrassing, but he was too engrossed staring at his daughter’ smile to mind.

“I’m happy!” she clapped her hands and bounced near to him, to pour another cup, “See, I believe Miss Bunny doesn’t like it…” Mitsuko whispered in his ear with a scowl.

Aomine hid a smirk and faked to frown too, “Miss Bunny?” asked pointing a finger to the plushie seated in front of him,

His daughter nodded gravely.

“That’s very rude,” he shook his head in disbelief, “Do you want me to kick her out, kid?”

The girl chuckled covering her mouth, “No, no dad! We’re friends! But we’re arguing!”

“Uh, really?” Aomine asked as she offered him some plastic cookies, “Why?”

“We had a fight.”

“A fight?” he replied surprised, mimicking to bite the cookie.

“Miss Bunny stole my basketball,” she explained with a pout and Aomine had to masque another chuckle. His partner had already told him that Mitsuko couldn’t find the basketball anymore and had cried for three days straight. It seemed the poor Bunny was the culprit now.

“Have you asked her where it is?”

“Yes, but she didn’t say it!” The child glared at the plushie, “So, I punched her in the face.”

Aomine nearly choked, coughing. Trying not to laugh and showing a serious expression, he patted his daughter on the head and forced her to look at him in the eyes.

“Oi kid! You shouldn’t punch your friends, even if they made you mad,” he scolded her mildly. The girl crossed her arms. “Kid?”

“Fine…’m sorry.” She replied with a sigh.

“Good, now apologize properly.” Mitsuko rolled her eyes in a totally Aomine-like way, but reached the plush and took the rabbit’s paw in her hands.

“I’m sorry Miss Bunny. Let’s be friends again.” She begged earnestly.

It was so cute that Aomine regretted not having his phone to take some photos.

“Good!” Aomine smiled and stretched to ruffle her hair, a shine of pride in his eyes, “Now pour some tea for me and Miss Bunny, she said she wants more.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely yes.”

Kise Ryouta

Kise was comfortably seated on the floor, with the back against his daughter’s bed. Yua was curled on it and was playing with his hair; her little face was scrunched with concentration and her chubby fingers carefully combed the locks.

“What style do you want, dad?” she asked squishing his cheeks.

“Mmmhhh…I’ll leave it to my favorite hairdresser!”

The girl beamed and clapped her hands.

“Braids?”

“Oh!” Kise gaped with excitement, “Do you think I’ll look good with them?”

She nodded with a bright smile.

“Daddy looks good with anything!” she chirped before kissing his forehead. Kise swooned, covering his mouth with a hand as he screamed in his mind how cute his daughter was. He felt so blessed.

The child resumed playing with his hair and fought hard to style two tidy braids. Kise was so happy for having decided to keep his hair long. He was determined to enjoy his playtime with Yua for as many years as he could.

“Pink or blue hair ties?” She asked again, furrowing as she looked at her vast collection of hair pins and such.

“One and one?” Kise suggested with a smirk and the girl thrilled enthusiastic.

“That’s perfect!” She agreed; her favorite color was pink, but her dad’s was blue so…that was the perfect compromise. Yua also added a butterfly hairpin for his bangs on the front, her favorite one.

When she finally finished, she gave him a mirror to look at her masterpiece.

Kise faked to hold his breath in awe.

“I’m gorgeous!” he said caressing the braids and the child wrapped her arms around his neck.

“See? I told you!”

“I bet it’s all thanks to you!” he replied with a proud smile, giving her a kiss on the forehead. “So, should we go and show around my new style?”

Yua considered it briefly, before showing him her puppy eyes.

“Can you braid my hair too? So that we look the same!” she pleaded with an adorable, innocent smile. Her dad was whipped to that.

Kise chuckled, “Sure love, sure.”

Akashi Seijuurou

It was a beautiful sunny day and Akashi was seated in the garden together with his daughter, Aiko. They had a drawing block each and pastels were spread around them, as they draw quietly, humming a children song together.

“Look, look dad!” the little girl chirped excitedly as she gave the final touch and stood up with the paper in her hands. She stumbled in Akashi’s arms, proudly shoving in his face her drawing. “It’s you and me, dressed like a prince and a princess!”

It was a very clumsy drawing, typical of a child, yet Akashi widened his eyes and gave her a surprised look.

“This is beautiful!” he complimented her, “You’re becoming very good!” Akashi added stroking her hair affectionately.

Aiko beamed and pressed it to his chest.

“It’s a gift, for you!”

“Are you sure?”

“Sure!”

“Thank you,” he kissed her forehead, “Then I’ll give it mine to you!”

Akashi gave her his own drawing, the portrait of his daughter with flowers in her hair. The child thrilled in excitement, looking at her own face in awe.

“This is so beautiful…”

“Do you like it?” Akashi felt so proud of that reaction.

However, the child shadowed a bit as she nodded.

“What’s wrong?” he asked carefully, lifting her chin.

“Mine…is not good as yours,” she admitted sheepishly.

Akashi blinked and he had to restrain a fond smile.

“Are you sure?” he asked faking a furrow, “I prefer yours.” Her head perked up immediately and she scrunched her nose in disbelief.

“You’re lying,”

“I’m not lying, lying is bad,” he chuckled, “I really like it.”

“Really really?”

“Really really,” he assured her with a serious expression, “And why don’t we made a pretty frame so that I can put it into my office?”

Aiko thrilled enthusiastic and jumped on her feet, dragging him by the sleeve.

“We’ll do the prettiest frame, together!”

Murasakibara Atsushi

“And three spoons of sugar…” Atsushi read quietly, as he was standing in front of the counter of the kitchen with a big apron. On it, there was clumsily sewn “Best Dad”.

“It’s four, daddy!” His daughter, Ume, chuckled, poking his side. She was standing on her tiptoes on a chair, leaning so much to look at the book that was surely going to fall soon.

“Ah, you’re right,” he hummed nodding, “You’re so good at reading already,” he patted her head with a small smile.

“Daddy! Not with the hand with the flour!” But she was laughing happily even as her hair became white, faking to push him away in her pretty violet apron.

“We’ll take a bath later while we wait for the cookies then,” He reassured her and she faked to pout.

“Together?” Ume inquired, usually against the idea of bathing. Drying her long hair took too much time.

“Together.”

She seemed satisfied and resumed looking at his calm dad as he prepared the dough for the cholate cookies.

“Can’t I eat it?” she asked at some point, eyeing it with a hungry face. She even licked her lips.

“It’s bad for your tummy.” Her dad snatched away the bowl and the girl whined, batting her eyelashes.

“Pleaseeee!” Oh, the puppy face.

Murasakibara sighed. Well, he had never been a responsible adult when food was concerned.

“Here,” conceded stretching her a spoon of dough. She chirped and ate it immediately, humming in approval.

Then they started to finally make the cookies with cute animal-shaped cutters. She made each one meticulously and nodded proudly when they came out right: it wasn’t that easy when some animals had so many legs.

“Ah! Let’s use the kangaroo!”

“Uh? I thought you didn’t like it?”

“It reminds me of Uncle Aomine.”

Murasakibara nearly choked on his saliva. Useless to say he was going to tell his friend as soon as he saw him.

“I had a wonderful idea!” Ume suddenly exclaimed, “We should do all the cookies like the Uncles and the invite them to eat!”

The man had to suppress another laughter.

“Are you sure you want to share? They eat a lot.” He teased and the child scrunched her nose.

“Well, maybe we can share only some of them…?”

“Deal.”

Kuroko Tetsuya

Kuroko looked around the small living room, a smile ghosting on his lips.

“Ah…let’s see, where could Rai be?” ha asked purposefully aloud, hands on his hips. He heard a chuckle but feigned ignorance and went to look under the table in the middle. Then he checked under the couch and inside some boxes of toys.

“Nothing!” he exclaimed surprised and shook his head, “Is it magic?” he wondered, searching behind the door and then in the oven of the small, plastic kitchen.

Another fit of giggling.

He could see her daughter hidden behind the curtains; she had his vanishing powers, but on the other hand, her voice was thrilling and after she had learned to talk he did never fear to lose her around again. To his immense relief.

“What if she has left me?” he asked sitting on the ground and crossing his arms, “I’d be heartbroken, my cute Rai.” He wasn’t the best or most emotional actor, but for his daughter was enough.

She tensed and silenced, a bit worried and Kuroko sighed again.

“I want to cry, I miss her so much…”

“DADDY!” The little girl rushed out of his hiding and flew in his arms, “I’m here!”

Kuroko burst into a laughter, hugging her close.

“Here you are! So, you didn’t abandon me?”

Rai pouted and poked his right cheek, “I’d never abandon you! Did you forget we were playing hide N seek again?” she scolded him.

Kuroko widened his eyes and nodded, “You’re too good at this, I forgot and got scared.”

The girl chuckled covering his mouth; she was satisfied that her dad missed her so much.

“Dad you’re hopeless!”

Kuroko laughed fondly, “Yes, I couldn’t live without you.”

She nodded and left a kiss on his nose, “Don’t worry, I’m staying here forever” reassured him before she grabbed his hand and tried to pull him up, “Let’s try again! This time I’m going to search for you!”

“Are you sure?” he mocked, knowing that he was extremely good at that game, but Rai rolled her eyes like an adult.

“Yes, I can win against you. I’m the only one who can always find you, I’m your princess!” she professed with a proud smile and Kuroko melted inside, ruffling her light blue hair as he stood up.

“Alright, I count on you then.”

Midorima Shintarou

“And then the knight took his sword and-”

“Does he want to kill the dragon?” The voice of her daughter, Yoshiko, interrupted Midorima.

They were in her bed, tucked under the blanket in their pajamas. It was their daily, special moment together: Midorima reading her stories and fairy tales. However, as always, she didn’t like how things went and Midorima had learned to adapt fast to her tastes. She was a smart child, but she thought about things too much and simple stories didn’t entertain her too much.

“I think so,” he replied, biting down a smile as he saw a pout on her lips.

“Why?”

“The knight wants to kill the dragon so that he can save the princess,” he explained patiently and she crossed her arms.

“That’s stupid!”

Midorima raised an eyebrow, “Language, Yoshiko.”

The child widened his eyes covering her mouth and smiled sheepishly, “Sorry dad!”

Midorima knew it was Takao’s fault for that, even if he was incredible with children he didn’t have filters, and sighed.

“Why you don’t like it?” he asked instead of scolding her too much and she darkened again.

“If I were the princess, I’d have befriended the dragon and left on my own.”

Midorima chuckled amused, “It sounds more interesting.”

“Yes! I mean, it’s a dragon! You can’t kill it! We could go on fantastic adventures!” she thrilled tugging his sleeve and he decided to close the book, placing it on the bedside table.

“Really?” he asked faking surprise and she nodded.

“Yes! Do you want me to tell you our story?”

“I’d love it,” he smiled before pulling her closer to his chest and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She snuggled comfortably against him and fought a yawn.

“Once upon a time, there were Princess Yoshiko and his dragon Shin-chan…”

Kagami Taiga

The living room of the Kagami’s was full of roars, laughter, and giggles. Kagami Taiga himself was crouched on all four in the middle of the carpet, emitting animal noises as his daughter Hikaru fought him with a wooden sword. He had even some whiskers drawn on his face and the girl wore a pink dress.

“How could you kill my prince, you monster!” she screamed, a cape on her shoulders as she angrily waved her weapon.

Kagami growled and clawed at her. She shrieked but avoided, before launching against him with a battle yell.

“DIE!” Hikaru hit his heart.

Kagami raised on his knees with an incredulous expression, keeping the sword against his chest. He emitted a pained cry and staggered around, then stretched a hand towards her daughter and dramatically whispered a broken…”P-prin-cess…”

Finally, he fell on the floor and closed his eyes.

The girl covered his mouth and reached him to cradle his head.

“Oh no! I could! He was my prince and I killed him!” she sobbed hard curling around him and caressing his hair.

Some seconds passed in silence before Kagami tapped her hand and opened his right eyes.

“Hikaru, for the magic to work, you have to close your eyes!” he whispered.

“Ah!” she remembered, immediately shutting her eyes closed, “Sorry dad!” replied, worried that their inexistent public could hear them.

Kagami repressed a snort and slowly stood up, as his daughter continued to cry; he draped a red cape on his shoulders and took a plastic sword and a crown. Then he knelt and shook the girl.

“My princess,” he called in a serious tone, “I’m here! You killed me when I was a dragon, but your warm tears of true love have saved and brought me back to life!”

She gasped loud, “My prince!” and jumped in his arms, as he spun her in the air.

“You’re alive!”

“It’s all thanks to your magic!” He kissed Hikaru on the forehead and she beamed happily.

“Now we’re going to live happily forever after!”

Kagami nodded and suddenly lifted the girl to put her on his shoulders.

“And I can still transform into a dragon now that you saved me, so we can fly towards new adventures!”

The child chirped and laughed delighted, grabbing his hair.

“Then let’s fly to the end of the world and back!”

“As you wish my princess!” Kagami grinned before he started running all around the apartment.

 Mitsuko: Child (of) Light

Yua: Yu is “tie, bind” and A “love”, but Yu can also be “excellence” or “gentleness”

Aiko: Little Love

Ume: Plum

Rai: Trust

Yoshiko: Child (of) Wisdom/Righteousness, but Yoshi can be also “good luck”

Hikaru: Brightness

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"Hey Kagero," Claudia tossed the girl a small box containing shuriken-shaped chocolates. "I found them while touring your town. Consider them a gif' from a friend en' rival!"

Did Claudia even understand what this is about ? No one buys generic random shop chocolate & gives it to others like this. This is just normal-cholate-giving-even that happens every day. Today is special !! Only special chocolate made with love gets to be handed to others.

❝  That’s---   ❞   Looks into the bag, ❝  These are not even the right size ! Claudia, you need to learn how this works !!  ❞   She will drag her around all the right places to get these things.

@daemonknight

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301. Some stuff my dad found in storage from 1996.

I think I’ve mentioned the storage unit before in previous entries. My whole childhood, teenage years, and early 20s until the Summer of 2005 is in there. We put everything in storage when we moved out of this huge house that was too expensive that Summer. Most of my things from the 80s and 90s were put in there and I thought I’d just see them a few months later. It’s been 12 years. 

(there were some toys from when I was real little in the bags too. I gave them a bath.)

I guess mom got a decorating bug this weekend because dad took some furniture out and brought me home three garbage bags full of things. If memory serves me correct, I shoved this stuff in those bags when we moved out of my childhood home in 2000, and into the house that was too expensive. 

First off, I found this backpack in one of those garbage bags: 

This wasn’t my backpack in middle school. Uh, JanSport all the way, Eastpak was simply a knockoff to me. I found it in the trash during locker clean out day the last week of 7th grade and bought it home, and spent the Summer sewing clothing scraps to it. I hid all my notebooks and scribbles in the backpack that Summer from the previous school year. To me, my scribbles were kind of controversial, they were doodles about my crush, so I was afraid to throw them in the trash in my bedroom. So I kept all my crumpled up scribbles in this. It’s 2017, I think its safe for me to throw them all out. 

I was ob-sessed with my social studies teacher that year. In retrospect I should’ve gotten help. Guidance should’ve shipped me off to the loony bin. I used to think my teacher hated me though, so to get his attention? I wrote that he hated me on my binder? Uh. That’s not how you get his attention, dumbass. 

These notebooks never lasted a month. The cover always tore off of them. You’re probably wondering why “Kristen was here” is all over that. I wanted that to be my nickname SO BAD in middle school. I think wanted to be my American Girl doll, Kirsten Larson that badly.

Back then, at Coliseum Mall, there was this Sanrio kiosk. I had to go there every time we went to the mall that year. Always got pens and stickers. I suspect I drew this Hello Kitty on a Saturday when we didn’t go anywhere. 

For some reason, this was a project we had to do in ... Science class in November of 1995. Where are my glasses. I was fat. Not a good job drawing me, me from 1995. I named the hamster after my social studies teacher and I think my science teacher said “that’s enough!” when I tried to read it out aloud in class. 

Anybody remember these? I don’t think schools make them anymore! I made honor roll only three times in school, 2 times in seventh grade, and final semester my senior year of high school in 2001. My mom didn’t like these bumper stickers because she thought they were braggy. I think she was just sad she didn’t have one. I tore up the first one I got because I thought they were braggy too. I think I was just secretly jealous because I never had the attention span and I had too much anxiety to do well in school.

This is what I got for Christmas in 1995. The Vans were too big, and I don’t know what I did with the nail files. 

Computer is way down at the bottom, which is upsetting. That was the year we got an IBM PS/2 from some guy at dad’s work. It was good for playing Wolfenstein on. It ran Windows 3.0.

Mom gave me the Norman Rockwell album when I was in elementary school. I didn’t take pictures back then though. So years later in 7th grade I put my stickers on the cover. I should’ve made it a boss sticker album. There’s more sanrio stickers from that kiosk at the  mall. 

I had a massive Garfield collection back then. By 1996, kids of the 1980s were dumping their Garfield stuff left and right at the thrift store, and on military discount day mom would come by and scoop it all up. This is homemade. It may or may not make an appearance on my etsy someday. 

There was a big hologram boom around this time too. It didn’t all start with simplynailogical. Here is a sad lil holo pen I found in the backpack. Check out that sweet barely used Nike planner too. Got that at Woolworth’s in Anchorage, Alaska on my first trip up there. I had been searching ebay for one but now I don’t have to! 

I have NO clue where this Hello my name is Box of Cholate Chocolates label came from. I think a friend put it on my teddy bear backpack purse?

This was on the last page of my sixth grade planner from 1995. pretty sure that Wakko sticker came from Sun Maid Raisins. School was so-so-so boring that year. We had a horrible verbally abusive teacher who we were stuck with in the mornings. You can see why I doodled a lot. 

It was a fad back then to tear the shiny part of your planner cover off so you had a canvas to draw stupid stuff on. 

This was my cover in 1996. Why did we put the Cat in the Hat hat on everything that year? I forgot. The magazine cut-outs were from Sassy. I don’t know why I drew an octopus girl on skates. 

I forgot one thing! I had a transcript I made of when Lisa said goodbye at Mr. Bergstrom at the train station! 

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