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Title: Beef. It's What's for Dinner.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 201
Pairing: Tsuna & Lambo, Reborn
Challenge: metamorphosis
Despite the ten year bazooka being more of an annoyance than anything, even Tsuna could not help but admit the curiosity he carried every time the weapon went off. What was the future Lambo doing now? What happened with the Lambo from twenty years from now?
Yes, the curiosity was there, but as the sequential shots from the bazooka passed two, three, four, and eventually stopped on seven, a trickle of fear crept down Tsuna's back. Seventy. The Lambo they would be seeing would be from seventy years into the future! Was Lambo even still alive then?
Smoke clearing, all the Vongola members present stepped forward, curious to see the metamorphosis that was sure to be there.
"..."
"...Is that-?"
"But-!"
The shocked speeches were cut off by a long, loud, "MOOOO!"
The cocking of Reborn's gun successfully pulled the crowd's attention away from the black and white cow before them.
"Reborn!" Tsuna cried as the pistol was aimed between clueless green eyes. "What are you doing?!?"
"Hunting dinner," was the simple answer.
"But that's LAMBO!" the screech hit a rather embarrassing high note.
"It's fine," Reborn dismissed. "The idiot told me his life dream was to become a hamburger anyways."
Rating: PG
Word Count: 201
Pairing: Tsuna & Lambo, Reborn
Challenge: metamorphosis
Despite the ten year bazooka being more of an annoyance than anything, even Tsuna could not help but admit the curiosity he carried every time the weapon went off. What was the future Lambo doing now? What happened with the Lambo from twenty years from now?
Yes, the curiosity was there, but as the sequential shots from the bazooka passed two, three, four, and eventually stopped on seven, a trickle of fear crept down Tsuna's back. Seventy. The Lambo they would be seeing would be from seventy years into the future! Was Lambo even still alive then?
Smoke clearing, all the Vongola members present stepped forward, curious to see the metamorphosis that was sure to be there.
"..."
"...Is that-?"
"But-!"
The shocked speeches were cut off by a long, loud, "MOOOO!"
The cocking of Reborn's gun successfully pulled the crowd's attention away from the black and white cow before them.
"Reborn!" Tsuna cried as the pistol was aimed between clueless green eyes. "What are you doing?!?"
"Hunting dinner," was the simple answer.
"But that's LAMBO!" the screech hit a rather embarrassing high note.
"It's fine," Reborn dismissed. "The idiot told me his life dream was to become a hamburger anyways."