SayakaQuest Thread 10: Glory To The Death

"Kyouko." She grinned. "I hope my daughter hasn't been too much of a handful."

"Oh, you know. Just about as stressful as when we started dating."

Miho froze. "Oh dear god."

"I'm kidding."
Hah!

"True love." Miho shrugged. "Oh, remember when you threw rose petals all around my-"

"It was twenty years ago, Miho! Let it go!"
Never.

Face it, Kyouko--if they're still bringing it up twenty years later, it was clearly something so good that they'd never even consider giving it up.
"Kyouko, no!" Sayaka shouted, but it was too late.

"LEDIGO!" Minako tried to sing. "LEDIGO! Canolddabaggamo."

Miho couldn't stop laughing.
I...actually don't get this part. At least the "Canolddabaggamo" part, anyway.

"Hey, congrats, man!" Kyouko said as he rubbed the sore spot. "I knew you could do it!"

"I'm, uh, not sure how I should take that." He muttered.
When your wife is Akane, that's a wise response.


The man walked awkwardly alongside Kyouko, and just as Akane stepped in, she asked another question."So are you going to call him Gohan, or…?"

"No."
:D And like Kyouko, Akane is never going to hear the end of the Dragonball references.
 
Wait a minute...

Minako is singing Let It Go, but this is [insert number here] years into the future.

My god, it's never going to go away... :o
 
Even if mankind were to fall, Disney shall find a way to go on and entertain somebody.
 
Even if mankind were to fall, Disney shall find a way to go on and entertain somebody.

Some aliens will come by our scarred and ruined planet, will do a scan for signs of life, and they'll just here "Let it Go, Let It Go..." over their reciever, and that shall be their view of humanity. They'll probably think it's some kind of warcry or religious chant.
 
"Mom wake up! WAKE UP!"

Kyoko groaned and rolled over in bed, attempting to cocoon herself further in her blanket. "Minako, it's way too early. Let Momma sleep..." she mumbled into the bed, drifting back off. That was quickly stopped, however, by the seven-year old trying to pull the covers off of her. "Minako!"

"But mom, Santa came last night! He did, he did! We need to go open the presents!" The little bluenette pouted, only to look up at her sighing mother as she sat up.

"Alright, squirt, c'mon. Mommy's makin' breakfast?" the red-head asked, getting a nod. "Then let's go eat. Presents after."

Minako grinned and, releasing her grip on the blanket, ran out of her parents' room, Kyoko following with a yawn.




Sayaka turned from the pancakes in front of her at the sound of footfalls, and looked over as Minako zipped into her chair at the table, sitting patiently for food (well, as patient as a squirming grade-schooler on Christmas Day could get), Kyoko appearing soon after. The detective grinned, pulled the pan off of the heat to let the food cool down a bit, and set a cup of coffee in front of her wife.

"Mommy, I woke Momma up!" Minako grinned when Sayaka ruffled her hair in thanks.

"You put her up to that? You suck, Saya..." Kyoko grumbled, taking a sip of the drink in front of her.

"I just told her to get you out of bed, Kyoko. Whatever she did to do it isn't my fault," the older bluenette defended herself as she set three plates of shortstack pancakes on the table, much to the younger one's delight. "Just like last year. And the year before that..."

"Alright, alright; Jesus..." Kyoko grinned around the rim of her mug before cutting into her meal. "No sleeping in on Christmas for me anymore. Promise, squirt."

Minako nodded enthusiastically. "Fank yuu Monma!"

"Swallow your food, Minako." She did, before grinning sheepishly.

"Sorry, Mommy..."



(Not the best, but I had to do something for today.)
 
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