Who:
cakefesta AND
itsnotzuraWhat: Gintoki has brain damage.
When: Following
this cheerful day at the supermarket.
Where: 4-2, Zura's condo.
Warnings: These are grown men we swear.
[Gintoki is currently stumbling down the hallway, his ears listening intently for any sign of someone (human or alien) following them, his eyes completely useless because of the way his vision is swimming, and both of his arms currently occupied as he tries to keep Shinpachi properly situated on his back. The younger boy's head sort of lolls on his shoulder as Gintoki's feet falter, briefly, and he's hit by a wave of nausea as he hoists Shinpachi up again, inwardly vowing to start eating half of this kid's meals because god damn.]
[After what seems like forever but in retrospect was only about five minutes, he stumbles to a stop in front of Room 4-2. The door greets him cheerfully, but the words are garbled and messy by the time they reach Gintoki's ears. He doesn't trust himself to form words at this point in time, however, and his vision jolts as he shoots a leg out and kicks the door hard instead.]