*Knocking*Open the door*
Ojamashimasu... asking for permission to enter this house too, sakura-san.
#33
“Huahhm... Ryoochan can’t sleep. Tonight’s so hot. Huaaahmm~”
Ryoka jumped down bed, tiptoed downstairs, and caught her squirrel-like tiny Papa squatting on the sofa in front of their TV box. The time was midnight.
“Papa!”
“Waaaaakk... oh, it’s you Ryoochan.” Papa wiped her own sweat. “Can’t sleep? Come sit here. Mama’s dorama is about to start.”
“Mama’s dorama?! She’s on TV now?! Wanna watch! Wanna watch!”
Ryoka watched the dorama together with Papa, with her eyes locked to a cat-like airhead mage-to-be in an orange-white maid getup, definitely portrayed by her Mama.
“Hoi Ryoochan, let’s bet what color Mama’s undies is in this episode.”
“It’s hearts! Full of red hearts!”
“Heheh~ I’ll go with black and lacy then.”
Moment of truth started. The mage-to-be was standing still amidst the cartoonish background. A gust of wind tried to hit her legs.
“Hoo~ this is it, Ryoochan.” Papa smirked lustfully, her canine teeth showed. “The color is...”
-- Zap! -- The TV died. “Dame~!” Mama already stood behind them with a remote control in hand. Lips pouted, face crossed.
“Noooooo!!” Papa protested.
*Bonk!* “Itaaaaai!!”
“Ryoochan!! What are you doing still up late?!”
“Well you see.. tonight Ryoochan can’t slee...” Papa tried to defend, but..
*(Harder) Bonk!* “Arrrgghh!!”
”Papa, you’re not supposed to let Ryoochan watch this stuff!! It’s not for children like her!”
Suddenly Ryoka cried hard and loud. “Waa~ waaaa~!!”
“Oh no! What’s the matter, Ryoochan?!” Mama panicked, she came over to Ryoka.
“It’s not for children.
*sniff* So, the one I watched... so, Mama was playing in...
*sniff* X-rated stuff?! Wuaaaaaa~~!”
“EEHHH??!! NO NO NO NO... IT'S NOT LIKE THAT! YOU GOT IT WRONG RYOOCHAN!!”
Panic attack! Panic attack! But Mama’s eyes then shot a hateful look to her husband.
“Papa, I blame you for this!”
Mm.. too long for a drabble, I suppose.