growinmushrooms

growinmushrooms

Où est maman?

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just_a_commoner

play? Well, I guess I can come over. Sure.

From:

growinmushrooms

Room 7601 in a very big hotel! I think the 7 means I'm on the 7th story! The elevator is very fun to ride!

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just_a_commoner

wow. That's high up. Um... okay. I can try to be there soon. If I don't get lost.

From:

growinmushrooms

I can see thw whole city from here, so maybe you can see me!

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just_a_commoner

I don't think it works like that. Okay. I'm on my way over.

From:

growinmushrooms

I'll look out the window so I can see you coming!

From:

just_a_commoner

A little over an hour later, a little girl bundled up rather well for having to do it on her own manages to make her way up to the aforementioned hotel room and, carefully reading the paper and the room number, she knocks on the door and takes a step back. She carries a small plastic convenience store bag because, after all, it's rude to intrude on someone's house without a gift, right?

From:

growinmushrooms

Tamaki peeks around the door and instantly smiles his most blinding smile. "Bonjour, bonjour, Haru-chan!" He says excitedly and backpedals, pulling the door open wide so she can get in. "I couldn't tell which dot on the sidewalk was you!"

From:

just_a_commoner

The little girl with her long brown hair steps in, her eyes wide as she looks around the hotel room. To her little eyes, it is massive. "This place is bigger than my whole apartment..." She says in awe. It takes her a few steps in to remember to pause and remove her shoes. "Um.. I found some money and I bought some cake," she said, holding up the bag with the single-serving slice of cake wrapped inside. "I hope that's okay."

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growinmushrooms

Tamaki makes an impressed noise. "Cake! I didn't know they made it like that!" he scampers over to the kitchenette and manages to get down a plate and two forks without breaking anything - just barely. "Will Haru-chan split it with me?"

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just_a_commoner

"Huh?" She tilts her head. What other way could they make cake? She eyes the plates and shrugs her little shoulders, "I'll have a little bit," She says, following him over to the kitchenette, "I don't really like sweet things but other kids do, so I thought you might, too."

From:

growinmushrooms

Tamaki positioned the knife questioningly over the cake, trying to get her approval of the portion size he cut.

"What does Haru-chan like, then?"

From:

just_a_commoner

Haruhi pointed to the smaller end of the cake and shrugged. "I like sushi sometimes...Ramen is good too. Sometimes the supermarket will sell big strawberries..." The thought of the big, plump, tart berries put a smile on her face. "I like those." She then looked back to Tamaki. "Tamaki must like good things...You're rich. You must be used to really good stuff.."

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growinmushrooms

"Berries!" Tamaki exclaimed, and scampered back across the kitchen, cracking open the refrigerator and rummaging noisily. After a moment he returns with a bowl of large strawberries - not quite fresh, but not old enough to be a problem. A sticky note with "♥ For Haru ♥" is stuck to the side, but he hasn't seemed to notice it.

From:

just_a_commoner

Haruhi decided that this boy was strange. She watched him scurry across the kitchen and pull a bowl out of the refrigerator, which apparently had been set aside from her. She stared at the note. "Are those for me..?" She asked, taking the bowl tentatively, eying Tamaki with a degree of suspicion before she took a bite of one of the strawberries. Yes. That was what she preferred to some over-sweet cake. Two strawberries later and any suspicion had dissolved entirely. "Thank you. These are really good!"

From:

growinmushrooms

"Haru-chan is very welcome!" Tamaki said, and then his face grew solemn. "We should be best friends."

From:

just_a_commoner

With a mouth full of slightly-too-ripe strawberry, the girl stared, brown eyes wide and unjudging. She swallowed the berry before asking, "Best friends?" Haruhi thought about school. Really, she had classmates she liked, but never really a whole lot of friends. But between taking care of herself, her father and the apartment.. she had to wonder if she really even had much time at all for such things. "We can try, I guess." The longer that she entertained the thought, the more appeal it had. Just so long as he wasn't this energetic all the time.

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growinmushrooms

Tamaki beamed. "Hurrah! I've never had a best friend before!" For a moment he was fully distracted by the cake, but his mind inevitably wandered. "Whoever's room this is bought a lot of beautiful clothing!" he announced, as soon as the cake and berries were gone.

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just_a_commoner

Haruhi set the bowl aside, her belly full and satisfied. This sure beat cooking something at home by far. "What kind of clothes? Maybe this person is an actor or something." She thought about what kind of person would keep lots of clothes around. Well, her dad kept lots of clothes around, but those were for work. "Or maybe they're just rich. I mean... this place is big, so they can afford lots of pretty clothes, too!" Made perfect sense.

From:

growinmushrooms

"Funny clothes!" Tamaki said, grabbing Haruhi by the hand and tugging her over towards the closet. Inside, he opened a hatbox and retrieved a sombrero sized for his adult self, which slid down to the bridge of his nose when he placed it on his head now. "See?"

From:

just_a_commoner

"Wow!" She found herself laughing at the boy. "I wanna try!" She then began sifting through the closet, pulling a thick poncho out and handing it over to Tamaki. "There. That'll match! Now let's see here..." She began looking through the clothes again, pilling out a pair of hakama and a suit jacket, pulling them both on. The clothes were huge, terribly mismatched, but comfortable. And for her, that's really all that mattered. "I think this person must be an actor! Who else would have costumes like this?"

From:

growinmushrooms

"You must be right!" Tamaki said, then frowned. "But... that color doesn't go with THAT color... try this!" He retrieved a bright-colored kimono to match the hakama.

From:

just_a_commoner

Haruhi easily swapped out the jacket and sloppily tied the kimono around her waist, in what would usually be the chest-area of the kimono. "I guess it looks better," She said, looking herself over, "My dad usually picks out clothes for me. I'm not too good at it," as was evidenced by her previous outfit choice. "What else is in here?"

From:

growinmushrooms

"There's a box full of scarves and belts here!"

From:

just_a_commoner

Just as he said that, Haruhi pulled out a long sheer cloth, unsure of whether it was a scarf or a sash, she wrapped it around her head and tied it under her chin. "It's pretty..." She smiled and spun around, marveling in the way the humongous clothes moved around her tiny body. She had begun to laugh when she tripped on her oversized hakama, falling face-first onto the floor. As she got up, her eye caught a framed photo on the nightstand. "Hey... Who's that guy?" She asked, pointing to it, "Does he own these clothes?"