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[mommyhost]

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1/WHO KNOWS

[daddyhost]

[Tamaki had been tending his roses outside, lovingly turning the dirt with the gardening fork Haruhi had got him for his birthday.

Ahhh a gift from Haruhi! The way the metal felt against the palm of his hand, and the way it turned the soil so exquisitely, were just more concrete proof that she cared for him.

He was in her Official Friends Category finally.

No longer just senpai; with maturity had come privileges. And surely none was more mature (or more privileged) than the Host King.]

[daddyhost]

[So lost was he in his daydream, that he didn't even register the first bit of what Kyouya said, and so the insult and prediction about his behaviour was sadly completely missed.]

[daddyhost]

[But then that voice...]

[daddyhost]

...Ky...ouya...?

[mademyownpath]

Oh, you're back. The name's John Marston, I'm part of the Host Club. [His tone suggests he's not exactly thrilled by this fact]

[mommyhost]

Mr. Marston; a pleasure.

[your displeasure pleases him. /lightening cracks... or something]

An honorary Host, or do you perform some other function?

[mademyownpath]

He makes me wear stupid outfits once a month and talk to women I have no intention of courting, if that's what you mean.

[mommyhost]

It is.

In that case, I look forward to placing a face to the name.

[tunafanatic]

Ah, Kyouya-senpai. It's good to have you back.

[mommyhost]

Haruhi.

I'd say it's good to return, but all things considered... I'm not prepared to make such a judgment, yet...

From what I've gathered, this place can be something of a trial. [/will spy on everything ever you've written to determine how you've been faring. out of necessity, of course.]

[tunafanatic]

That's true. Are you getting settled in alright?

[He sounds pretty.. informed. Leave it to Kyouya to have done his research before making a post to the journals.]

I'm sure Tamaki-senpai has already found you.

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[mommyhost]

[dully...] Unfortunately, he has.

[boylolita]

[You might want to hold the journal a ways away from your face, Kyouya. Because in 3...2...1...]

❀ KYOU-CHAAAAAAN!!!! ❀

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[mommyhost]

[it's okay, he didn't need his eardrums, no really <3]

[mommyhost]

Hunny-senpai.

I hope Tamaki has been treating you well. [budgeting your sweets fix must be easy when you can wish up endless supplies. YOU MUST BE IN HEAVEN AND DEVELOPING DIABETES]

[boylolita]

[YEAH THAT'S BASICALLY THE GIST OF THINGS.]

❀ Yeah, it's been fun! Did you just get here? Have you talked to Haru-chan and Bossa Nova yet? ❀

[save_the_souls]

[Is staring at this page in horror. WHY DO NO EXORCISM SEEM TO TAKE WITH THIS GUY..]

[mommyhost]

[AS IF IT WOULD BE SO EASY, ALLEN.]

[save_the_souls]

[SOB]

My name is Allen Walker...I work for the host club as well.

[mommyhost]

Mr. Walker; it's good to meet you.

Were we previously acquainted? [SENSES HESITANCE. you're doomed.]