Theme: silliness
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gosh i took so long even tho this is short im sorry
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The meeting had ended and Giyuu was on his way home when he ran into Muichiro who was standing idly in the middle of the road.
Giyuu tried walking around him but Muichiro seemed to be deliberately walking in front of him so he couldn’t.
“Can you… move?” Giyuu asked tersely, annoyed. He wanted to go home.
Muichiro turned to him, as if just noticing that he was there. “There’s a cloud.”
Giyuu glanced up at the sky, seeing no clouds. “Okay. Can you move?”
“The cloud… the cloud looks like… your eyelash,” Muichiro remarked, raising a hand to point to the sky.
Caught off guard, Giyuu followed Muichiro’s finger. He found the slightest sliver of a cloud drifting mindlessly about.Â
“Oh.”
Muichiro nodded matter-of-factly. “It’s an ugly cloud.”
Giyuu frowned, trying to figure out of this was an insult.Â
Muichiro looked around, crouched down, and seemed to acquire a hedgehog from who knows where. “This is… Yen-sama. He rules the underworld.”
“He… huh?” Giyuu blinked, confused. This kid was actually a Hashira???
“He rules the underworld,” Muichiro repeated, petting the hedgehog with vague affection. “He likes eating melted carrots.”
Since when could carrots be melted? Giyuu nodded, pretending he understood. “Okay. Can you move from my path?”
Muichiro shook his head. “This isn’t your path.” He pointed to a sign. “It’s his.”
“That’s… that’s a sign,” Giyuu said quietly.
“Yes. There’s a name. The path is the person’s.”
“…okay,” Giyuu mumbled. “Bye.”
He tried side-stepping Muichiro but was, once again, blocked immediately.Â
‘Yen-sama’ had been placed back on the ground and had scurried away. But Muichiro was now beholding a beetle, shoving it up in Giyuu’s face to show him.Â
“This is Obi-chan,” Muichiro told him, a distant smile curving his lips. “He likes trees.”
“…why are you naming them all by objects?” Giyuu questioned.Â
“Huh?”
“You called the hedgehog ‘yen’ and the beetle ‘obi,'” he explained.
Muichiro frowned. “No, I didn’t.”
“Yes, you did.”
“…nuh uh!”
Giyuu frowned, too. “You did!”
“I didn’t!”
They bickered back and forth until Giyuu realized this was completely useless and gave up.
“Fine. But I have to go now, so can you move?” he pleaded.
Muichiro shook his head. “You have to meet Onigiri-san and Leaf-kun.”
Giyuu sighed. “Alright…”
Muichiro put the beetle down and picked up an ant, watching it walk back and forth on his finger. “This is Onigiri-san. He carries rice.” The ant did, indeed, have a single grain of rice suspended over it.Â
“Okay.”
Muichiro put the ant down and turned, searching the ground. He picked up a rat and made Giyuu hold it. “This is Leaf-kun! He chomps leaves.”
“Chomps…?” Giyuu asked, holding the rat as far as he could from his body.
Muichiro nodded enthusiastically. He picked up the rat and let it back onto the ground.
“Can I go now?” Giyuu said.
“Follow me,” Muichiro told him, promptly setting off in the direction Giyuu had been trying to go for the past twenty minutes.
Giyuu followed him and they walked for some time before stopping at a shrine that seemed to be place haphazardly in the middle of a road. On it, a cat was curled over it. Muichiro crouched and petted it gently. The cat vibrated with purrs and blinked wearily up at the smaller Hashira.
“This is Edo-Meiji-Taisho-sama!” Muichiro said, his voice lowered to not scare the cat. “He’s king of Hawaii.”
“Hawaii…? And what is that name?…” Giyuu asked incredulously. It seemed he was just listing off the most recent Era’s.
Muichiro tilted his head up to glare at him through his bangs. “Are you insulting him?”Â
“…no. I was just asking,” Giyuu mumbled.
“Good.” Muichiro stood. “Go away now.”
“What? But you were the one who-“
Muichiro huffed, crossing his arms. “You annoy me, go away.”
Giyuu frowned. “Okay.” He turned and backtracked, finding the path to his home and quickly taking it.
Once arriving, he trained for a bit and then paused to rest. He had gone inside to get a snack but when he walked back outside, Muichiro was standing next to the practice katana, poking it. There seemed to be a small hamster by his side, poking the katana as well.
“Tokito?…” Giyuu asked, confused to when he’d gotten there.
Muichiro glanced up. “This is… Totoro-kun,” he mumbled, picking up the hamster who gave Giyuu the most judging look a hamster could give.
Giyuu blinked. “Oh.”
Muichiro nodded, pocketed Totoro, and set off down the road.
Giyuu let out a breath. “Okay…”
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