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Standing outside of his home holding a bag a groceries in one hand, and his cellphone in the other, the large man in oversized underpants couldn't help the smile that graced his lips. He had just gotten a text from family, which was a surprise since he's never gotten a text from them before, and while re-reading he felt himself grow happier and happier with each word. “Hwueeh, So my godchild will be staying over until they finish university here in Japan, hm?” Dekapan hummed, as he continued to read the rest of the text. With a bright smile, he sent back a quick reply to his godchild's parents, letting them know he was 100 percent okay with letting them stay with him for the time being. “Hwueeh, I haven't seen little (y/n) in years, ever since their family moved to Canada, I should get them the perfect welcome present... But what.” He liked being a godfather, and he knew that (y/n) was a good kid, so of course he wanted to do something nice for them. Ah, but what do you give a university student as a gift? He needed to make sure it was appropriate too, something to teach them about responsibility and whatnot. The sound of barking caught his attention, as he turned his head in time to see a young child laughing and playing with her puppy. “That's it!” Dekapan exclaimed, snapping his fingers as an idea popped into his mind. He could give them a pet! A cute one, to teach them all about responsibility and what it's like to care for another being! It will prepare them for the future, and build up the skills needed for it. But just any animal as a pet wouldn't do, he needed to find the perfect pet, one that will not only be protective and strong, but also very cute and cuddly and not-so-dangerous for his godchild. “I'll just create one! Hweeh, and I've got the perfect idea in mind!” With that being said, he pocketed his cell and rushed into his home. He will make the most perfect pet for his godchild, without a doubt. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- Dekapan worked day and night to create the perfect pet, trying many times on different occasions, but failing each time. The pets either died, or dissolved, or turned to mist or dust, there was that one rare time when one pet started singing before exploding and another when it karate chopped him in the eye and tried to ran off, until it melted in the sunlight. And each and every single time it was always the very same thing, each one of his prototypes would die. “Hmm, I'm missing something...” He hummed to himself, as he continued to read his calculations written on a white board. The ones that lasted longer were the ones that he had added some human DNA to, but the DNA wasn't strong enough. “That's it!” He exclaimed, before picking up a black marker and erasing some of his formula, before re-writing it. Every bit of DNA that was used was always his or someone else's, such as Shonosuke or Dayoon, but that was the pattern. Apparently, they were all a bit too old to be compressed into a small being, not to mention that they never came out as cute as Dekapan wanted them too. His godchild loved adorable things, and they'd be pretty much disappointed to receive a pet that wasn't as cute as they wished it was. “Hmm, but I need DNA from someone young enough to make it cute...” Putting the marker and eraser down, he headed towards his shelf of items. He checked the label of each and every bottle and vile, until he came across six small containers. “Hweeh, these are the youngest samples I have,” Dekapan muttered to himself, reading each one to make sure he had the correct ones. “I just hope the Matsuno brothers can forgive me for this.” With that being said, he hurried off to his work table and began to experiment, placing the DNA of the Matsuno sextuplets into six, different components, all in the hopes that this time, the bodies will be able to handle it this time. Hours and hours being stuck in that lab, working on every fiber and checking the formula over and over again, changing it countless times and chugging down multiple cups of coffee, Dekapan was proud to say he was finally finished. With the six prototypes now in six different pods, all he had to do was wait until they were finished to see if he was finally able to create the perfect pet as a welcome gift for his godchild. “Hweeh! It's almost done!” Dekapan cheered, dancing around on the spot while the clock counted down to twenty. Finally, he was almost done and successful with his experiment. This was the first time it had taken as long as it did for him to create something, but that was due to the fact that he may have been trying a bit to hard to perfect what he was creating. Then again, the idea for the pet was taken by the brothers themselves. He had seen them in their outfits, and thought the idea itself would probably be better suited for his godchild. Anyone can own a cat or dog, or even a hamster, rabbit, bird or snake, but how many can own a pet that was created with love and the awesome power of science? Exactly. While he danced, he accidentally bumped into his working table, causing his unfinished 134th cup of coffee to fall onto his plugged in toaster. “Uh oh.” He muttered, as the sparks began to fly. That toaster was pretty old, so it was no surprise that even the tiniest thing would cause it to overload. He just had to get hungry while creating something, didn't he? Stupid conveniently placed old toaster. As the sparks began to fly, one of them flew onto a discarded pair of underwear that he had lying next to the basket of other dirty clothes. He had thought he'd take care of his laundry while he was there, guess that was a bad idea. “Hweeh!” He exclaimed, backing up while not only his clothes caught on fire, but a majority of his electronics began to sizzle and spark, breaking and adding to the growing flames. And the worst part of it all, was that he hadn't even touched the pudding he had set onto the table! And even if he tried to save the pudding, it'd be all soggy, warm and gross by now... “Ahhh!” He screamed, running out of there and ignoring the fact that the prototypes had been finished and were sitting in their pods, waiting for him to open and activate them. As soon as he ran out of his lab doors, he jumped, right as everything exploded behind him. Those who were walking by gasped, the kids in awe as Dekapan made a mad dive for the sidewalk, trying to get to safety as the flames grew in volumes. He landed on the ground with a loud thud, making a quick roll and standing on his feet, surprisingly unharmed. A blush coated his cheeks as everyone who had seen began to clap, impressed with how he had narrowly escaped death. He let out soft, bashful 'hweehs' while bowing, thanking everyone before another explosion caught his attention, as he turned to gaze back at his now destroyed laboratory with a look of horror. “Hwee-” He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence, as he was struck in the head by a large, metal object, causing him to bleed and be knocked unconcious. The last thought he had was that he now needed to find a place to stay, and someone to take in his godchild in the meantime. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- “So that's the story, will you allow my godchild to stay here for the time being?” Dekapan asked, on his hands and knees as he knelt down respectfully before Matsuyo and Matsuzo Matsuno. When he had woken up from his mild concussion, still laying down on the dirty streets, they had told him that everything in his lab was destroy, and all that the firefighters could save were the six pods with the frozen Prototypes waiting to be opened... And some bread that became perfectly toasted. “Eh, someone else in the house?” Todomatsu asked, as he and his brothers sat around the room, listening in on the conversation along side their parents. “Are they cute?” “That's right Dekapan,” Matsyo interupted, looking down at the man with a serious expression. Her glasses shimmered with mischievousness, a plan forming in her head the more she thought about her decision. “Are they single? Are they interested in marriage? What are their thoughts on having kids? More preferrably three at most to give me some grandchildren?” “Now now Matsuyo, we don't even know enough about them to be allowing them to stay.” Matsuzo began, taking a sip of his beer. “Our house already holds six jobless, usless neets, we won't be able to take in another-” “Hweeh, I understand.” Dekapan began, sitting up straight with his head still bowed. He knew that they'd turn him down, I mean, who would take in a random stranger? Even at the request of an old friend. “They're actually supposed to be here for four years to study at Keio University, they want to be a nurse for the Maturnity ward and will be getting a job soon here in Japan... That's a lot to handle-” “They are welcomed in the Matsuno household for as long as needed.” Both Matsuzo and Matsuyo told him, looking as serious as possible. “Ehhh?!” The matsuno brothers, as well as Dekapan exclaimed, all utterly shocked that they just accepted it without much thought. Then again, it became understandable when Matsuyo san began muttering 'grandchildren' under her breath over and over again. Of course she'd take anyone in as long as it meant they had a chance of marrying off one of their useless sons and gaining a new in-law and grandchild in the process. “Dekapan, when will they be arriving in Japan?” Matusyo asked, smiling brightly at the man. “A-Ah, well they will be here within the week, I'll be bringing them over in due time.” He explained, before bowing his head down. “Thank you very much.”
'I can stay with Dayoon for a while while my lab/home is being repaired, and check to see if the prototypes are functional.'
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- “A-Are you sure they'll allow me to stay here, uncle?” (Y/n) asked nervously, glancing all arond them nervously, unsure of how to deal with the fact that they were not, in fact, going to be staying with their uncle. “Hweeh, you have nothing to worry about (y/n),” Dekapan reassured, placing a hand on his godchild's shoulder in reassurance. “They are friends of mine, I've known them for years, and I know that they'll take good care of you.” “Only if you're sure uncle...” (Y/n) muttered, as they neared the Matsuno residence. (Y/n) was rather shocked when they heard that their uncle's lab/home was burned down due to an accident involving a faulty toaster. Now, normally they wouldn't question their uncle, but when they heard that there are at least 8 people already living in the home, a mother, father and their six children, they didn't know if this was such a good idea. Wouldn't (y/n) just be in the way? Was this even a good idea? “We're here.” Dekapan announced, as he walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. (Y/n) felt nervous, not really sure how they should feel. This was a stranger's house, would they be okay with a university student? Sure (y/n) adored kids, but would they be in the way of their mother with taking care of six of them? And with six boys no less? You know how rowdy kids can be, especially young boys. That sounded weird. 'No,' the university student thought. 'I shouldn't think too much into it, especially since I can use this as practice for the future.' “Mom! The door!” “Hweeh, that was Osomatsu, you two can be good friends. He could learn a thing or two from you.” Dekapan told them, looking like a proud godfather knowing that his godchild was a good person. He just hoped that his godchild and Osomatsu didn't get too close... That wouldn't be too good in all honesty... “I'm coming!” A soft, elderly voice called out, followed my slow footsteps. “Ah, that sounds like Matsuyo.” Dekapan informed his nervous godchild, smiling happily knowing that he'll get the chance to spend time with them now that they're here to stay. (Y/n) didn't really get the chance to prepare themselves until the door opened, causing them to tense and stand up with their back straight. There stood a very pretty woman, grey hair in a bun wearing a yellow shirt with an apron and skirt. No doubt this woman was a beauty in her youth, she looked like someone who didn't mess around. “Hello Dekapan, is this your godchild?” She asked, staring at (y/n) with a gleam in her eyes. (Y/n) wasn't sure if the gleam was a good or bad one, but they had a feeling that they should probably be on guard now that they saw it. “Hweeh, yes. This is (y/n) (l/n), (y/n) this is Matsuno Matsuyo, she will be your host for the time being.” Dekapan introduced, as (y/n) nodded and bowed their head respectfully in greeting, introducing themselves as best they could. “P-Pleasure to meet you madam!” Their Japanese wasn't 100 percent but they knew enough. Their parents spoke it a lot back in Canada, but it was only a second language to them, so it will take some getting used to, but they knows that they'll manage somehow. “Oh my.” Matsuno san muttered, moving closer to the young student as they stood up straight, taking their hands into her own. “Tell me, are you single?” She asked suddenly, confusing the young student. “Eh?” (Y/n) mumbled, all the while Dekapan watched the whole interaction with a smile on his face. “Do you plan on having any children in the future?” She asked, eyes sparkling mischievously. “Er- Sort of?-” (y/n) muttered, only to be interrupted by the enthusiastic woman letting out a loud shriek of excitement, enough to shake the whole house. “Come in, come in, meet my six sons and marry one of them.” She exclaimed, practically dragging them by the wrist into her home, grabbing their suitcase with her free hand. “E-Eh?” (Y/n) had no idea what was going on, just what was this woman planning? Had she really said what they thought she said? “Please come in and meet my six sons.” “U-Uncle-” (Y/n) stuttered nervously, looking at their uncle for help, only to see him smile as though this weren't creepy as hell and they weren't being dragged into the house of a strange, enthusiastic woman who wanted them to marry one of her children and was surprisingly strong for her age. “Hweeh, I wish I could stay longer but I have to go. I'm working on a prototype and I need to make sure they're working and perfect.” He explained, as (y/n)'s face paled. Their uncle was leaving them behind, not even bothering to go inside to help them settle in or anything. Nope, this was an 'every-person-for-themselves' situation, they had to deal with everything on their own now. “Yes yes Dekapan, you go on ahead. Your godchild will be fine here with us.” Matsuno san told him, nodding her head at him while continuing to drag a struggling (y/n) through the front door. But the student was persistant and stayed in place, turning to their fleeting uncle with a nervous gaze. “W-wait uncle-” They began to plead, only to watch as their uncle walked off, not really looking bothered by the situation and acting as though this was a normal occurrence. “Hweeh, have fun (y/n).” He said with a wave, before turning a corner and disappearing out of (y/n)'s sight. Seeing a window of opportunity when (y/n) failed to pay much attention, Matsuno san pulled them inside and closed the door behind her as she smiled. And there they sat on their knees in what seemed to be the dining area, their suitcase off to the side as they waited patiently for Matsuyo. (Y/n) glanced quickly at the man sitting next to them, smiling at them politely before turning back to the television. “Neets! Get down here and greet our guest!” Matsuyo called from the halls, as the sound of something falling above them could be heard. The man watching the televinion turned to (y/n) fully and smiled widely, looking happy to have them there and easing some of (y/n)'s nerves. “Ah, you must be the university student, nice to meet you, I'm Matsuno Matsuzo.” He greeted, bowing his head slightly. The young student tensed, being caught off guard by the sudden introduction before turning to him and bowing their head down low in respect. “N-Nice to meet you sir, I'm-” “Awww I don't wanna Chorofappyski-” A voice interrupted them, as five others followed behind him and made their way down the stairs. “Stop calling me that!” “Heh, my brothers, one should not fight-” “Shut up shittymatsu, I kill you, just die already.” “Jyushimatsu nii-san, you're running too fast!” “Haha! New guest! New guest!” Before (y/n) knew what was going on, the sliding door to the dining room slid open with a loud slam. (Y/n) sat there with their eyes wide, shocked at the man that stood there, wearing a yellow sweater with sleeves long enough to cover his hands and a large smile plastered on his face. (Y/n) couldn't help but stare at the man, only to have him stare back at them with a curious gaze. “U-Uh-” (Y/n) stuttered, only to be interrupted once again by Matsuyo, who walked in passed the man in the yellow sweater. “(Y/n), these are my useless sons.” She introduced, as five others with the same faces as the guy in the yellow sweater entered the room. “Mom! You don't have to introduce us like that!” The one in a green sweater exclaimed, looking rather embarrassed. “Fine, these are my useless, unemployed, virgin neet sons.” She said, causing the green lima bean to blush, sending (y/n) a quick glance before looking down at the ground. “Mom!” “Whoa! Cute! Cute!” The yellow one exclaimed, causing all of his brothers to turn their attention towards (y/n). “You're right Jushimatsu nii-san, they are cute.” A pink hoodied one commented. “S-Six? You're sextuplets?” (Y/n) exclaimed, staring at them with wide eyes. The others just stared at (y/n), before the red one let out a laugh. No doubt he was amused by the astonishment written all over the student's face. “Ha, yeah, wanna take a picture?” The red one asked, quickly doing a pose with a quick wink. Completely ignoring him, much to everyone's surprise, (y/n) turned to Matsuyo with a bright smile, eyes practically sparkling at the woman. “That's amazing Matsuyo san! You're amazing! Six kids, I can't believe it...” They complimented, watching as Matsuyo blushed lightly at, before the student gasped at their own mistake. “Ah I'm sorry, in Japan you go by last name, sorry, it's different in Canada...” “No no, please call me Matsuyo, or better yet you can call me mom.” She told them, waving her hand around aimlessly. ''Marry one of my neets, it will make things better for when you call me mom.” “Eh?” (Y/n) muttered, cheeks glowing a soft, rosy colour while sweating nervously. “Mom stop, that's-” The green lima bean began, only to be interrupted. “But six, I can't believe it.” (Y/n) muttered, turning to the six men with a large smile. They couldn't believe it, women were really amazing people, bringing life to this world and not actually being given enough credit for it. “Hard to believe huh?” The red one commented, rubbing under his nose with his index finger. He was slowly making his way towards the student with a smile, taking it one step at a time all the while (y/n) smile up at him as though he were a rare specimen. He was almost next to him, until he was pushed aside by the yellow jellybean that made a dive to his side. “Whoa, I wanna sit next to the cute one!” He shouted, sitting down next to the (h/c) haired student, bright smile still on his face. “Er... I-I'm (y/n), (l/n) (y/n)...” (Y/n) greeted with a stutter, as the pink one sat himself down on the other side of them. “Hi (l/n) chan, I'm Todomatsu.” He greeted, turning to the young student with a kitten-like smile. One by one the others began to introduce themselves, all while sitting down at the table and smiling at the student. “I'm Osomatsu.” The red one said, sending him a laid-back smile. “Heh, I'm Karamatsu-” The blue one began, only to get interrupted by the brother sitting down next to him. “I'm Choromatsu, nice to meet you.” The green lima bean said, smiling at him politely and bowing his head down at him. “Che, I'm Ichimatsu.” The purple one said, looking rather annoyed and glancing away, but with a small blush coating his cheeks. “Jyushimatsu! I'm Jyushimatsu!” The yellow jellybean sitting down next to them exclaimed, smiling the brightest out of all of them at the student. (Y/n) stared around the small table at all of them, blinking as they mentally tried to remember all of their names before sending the Matsuno family a small, shy smile and a courteous nod. “Er, well. I'll be in your care then.” They muttered, glancing down at their lap rather nervously, feeling all of Matsuno's eyes burning holes into their head. “Of course!” Matsuyo exclaimed, clapping her hands together and looking positively ecstatic. “Let me show you to your room then.” She didn't give the young student much time to think, as she reached out to grab them by the arm before they or anyone else could react. She was stronger than she looked, for she picked them up with one swift move and smiled as they stood on their feet. “Thank you.” (Y/n) muttered, letting out a soft squeak when Matsuyo began to drag them out of the room. “I'll carry your bags!” The yellow jellybean exclaimed, hopping to stand and making a quick grab for (y/n)'s suitcase and duffle bag. The others seemed irritated and defeated by his sudden outburst, grumbling under their breaths about how they wanted to be the ones to do it but got beaten to it. “Th-Thank you um...” (Y/n) began, racking their brain for the man's name as he walked up right next to them. “Jyushimatsu!” “Jyushimatsu san...” -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- “Hweeh, the prototypes are still perfectly protected in their mini-pods...” Dekapan muttered, checking the pods which held his experiments closely, making sure there was not a single crack or scratch that could destroy all of his efforts. The firefighters were able to scavage them from the ashes of his old home along with a couple of other things. His toaster didn't make it though, so he'd have to buy a new one of those. Dekapan hadn't had the chance to actually see if his experiments were damage since he had been moving in with his old friend Dayoon, who had allowed him to stay with him until his home was repaired. Being alone in the house for once, he had remembered the pods and decided to take the time to finally examine them. Fortunately for him, they were perfectly fine, all six of them. As he sat himself down at a makeshift study desk, he took out a screwdriver and began to tinker with the device, he had to make sure none of the cords caused any unnecessary damages to the specimen inside. 'This might take a while...' He thought to himself, as he tried to unscrew one of the bolts of the pod, only to press the red button with his wrist by mistake. A soft hissing was heard, and he realized that the gas keeping the creature inside asleep and safe, was escaping. It took him a minute, until a soft 'click!' made him understand the situation. “Ah, it opened!” It wasn't long until the gas was all gone, and the small pod door swung open slowly. Dekapan swallowed thickly as he waited for the small mist around the creature disappeared, since the pod is supposed to keep the creature inside cold. He gasped when the creature began to move, twitching slightly before letting out a soft whine and stretching, its tiny fingers wiggling slighly as though trying to get the hang of moving them. “Hmm, you seem fine, fluffy and intact...” Dekapan muttered to himself lightly touching the small creature with the tip of his screwdriver. The creature was slow to respond at first, but began to make soft whining noises and try to swat away at the object. As it continued, the creature let out a small hiss and began to open it's eyes, slowly adjusting to the lighting of the room before looking around. Dekapan waited patiently, sweating nervously as the creature crawled out of it's pod and onto the worktable. It began to look around, examining the tools it found and even sniffing around the other pods. Dekapan could feel the pride swell up inside him, it's been a couple of minutes and the creature seemed perfectly intact. No explosions yet, it hasn't burned to ashes with the lights, no melting was happening. With a hum, Dekapan grabbed a glass of water and poured some on the fluffy creature, hearing whine in disapproval and shake itself clean. “P-Perfect! You didn't turn to dust or explode or- OW!” Pulling his finger away and checking it, it had small sharp bite marks around it and softly bleeding. Maybe the creature didn't like him, or it just didn't like getting petted after having cold water dropped onto its back. “Hweeh, I need to run some more test, then I can give you to (y/n)...” He muttered to himself, letting out a sih as he turned back to the creature, who seemed to be examining his toast as though wondering if it were okay to eat. “I hope it won't take too long...”
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“Ne (y/n) chan, you're single right?” Todomatsu asked, sitting down next to the young student with a smile. Currently (y/n) was in their assigned room, reading a book on parenting and trying to study up on as much as they could, as well as brush up on their Japanese. They had left their bedroom door open to allow the Matsuno brothers to come in if they wanted and/or needed anything. Turning their head to the youngest Matsuno, they couldn't help but raise a brow in confusion at the odd question. “Er, yes I am. Why do you ask er...” “Todomatsu, but you can call me Totty!” Todomatsu responded, scooting a little closer and tilting his head to the side, letting out a soft 'tee hee' under his breath. “Totty?” (Y/n) muttered, hopping they was saying it right. “Heh, that's kinda cute.” Todomatsu mumbled, scooting close enough and giggling lightly when (y/n)'s cheeks began to glow a soft, rose colour. It wasn't that they were particularly afraid of personal space or anything, it was just sort of weird that someone wanted to be so close to them. Before any of them could say anything, there was a knock on the open door, as the brother in the red hood entered the room. Spotting the two of them, he raised a brow. “Ne Totty, what are you doing?” He asked, closing the door behind him and walking up to the two sitting down at the small table that was in the room. “Osomatsu nii-san...” Todomatsu grumbled, pouting rather angerly as his brother took a seat next to (y/n) on the other side of them. (Y/n) had no problem with this, but he seemed to lean a little too close for the student's liking. Maybe this was just how they were? Close to people and sort of invading personal space? “Hey! You wanna go play Pachinko?” Osomatsu asked, smiling brightly at them. “Pachinko?” Osomatsu nodded at them, before lifting his hand up and making a weird sign with his fingers. “Yeah, I'm low on cash but if you lend me some I'm sure I can win some for the both of us.” Todomatsu rolled his eyes at his elder brother, knowing that this was bound to happen. Leave it to Osomatsu to ask the guest to go gambling with him. If their mother knew, she'd either encourage it and give them some money to spend together, or she'd smack her son over the head with a slipper. And seeing that she would take any and all chances to marry off one of them, she's pick the former without a second thought. “I don really know what Pachinko is...” (Y/n) confessed, lowering their heads back down to their parenting book when Osomatsu stared at them in utter surprise. “Ehh??? You've never played?” He exclaimed, ignoring the glare Todomatsu sent him before scooting in close enough to the student that their knees touched. “Well! That's even more reason to go together then! I can teach you how to play and-” “Osomatsu nii-san, you shouldn't hassle (y/n) chan,” Todomatsu spoke up, gently placing his hands on (y/n)'s arms and pulling the student towards him. He knew how Osomatsu was, and he didn't want (y/n) to feel uncomfortable and experience his brother's 'fast hands' while talking about gambling, it'd ruin (y/n)'s trust with him. “Ne, let's go to Sutabaa, you like coffee right?” Todomatsu couldn't help but smile in slight victory when (y/n) turned to him with a bright smile, their eyes basically sparkling with interest as they nodded. “Yeah I'd like that actually, I normally go to Timmies for a doughnut, so I can't help but wonder what coffee here in Japan is like.” “Timmies? Is that a coffee place?” The green lima bean asked, as the other Matsuno brothers began to enter the room, each one just as curious about their new guest and the conversation they were having. The yellow jellybean ran up to the table and slammed their covered palms onto the table, leaning in until he was face to face with (y/n). “Baseball! Let's play baseball!” He exclaimed, causing the (h/c) haired student to blink in confusion, before sending the jellybean a small smile. “Ah, um, you're Juicy-matsu san?” “I'm Jyushimatsu!” “R-Right. Sorry.” The green bean scoffed and gently pulled Jyushimatsu away from their guest, looking as though he were ready to scold someone. “You guys should stop being such a bother, (y/n) san still needs to unpack.” The others all turned to him with a roll of their eyes, they knew he would be the one to say something stupid like that. No doubt he was saying it to look and sound like the responsible one in front of (y/n) just so that later he can ask to help them out with unpacking and spend more time with them, Choromatsu was just a little bastard like that. Osomatsu, however, never failed to make his brother go from 'the responsible one' to 'the grossest one out of all of them' on 0.3 seconds flat. “Aw, you're such a downer fappymatsu.” The red bean whined, sending his brother a mischievous look. Choromatso's cheeks heated up in seconds, sending (y/n) a quick glance before scowling at his elder brother, fisting his hands in an attempt to calm himself down at least a little. “Don't call me that!” He growled, but he was outnumbered, he failed to remember that he had five other brothers who would help in his downfall, because they were all bastards like that. This was an 'every-man-for-themselves' situation, and he had to protect himself rather than think one of the others was going to be by his side. “Aw come on Choro,” Osomatsu continued, smirking when his brother's face grew redder, while (y/n) sat there looking rather confused and sending Choromatsu a raised brow in questioning. “No need to be so angry, angry-mastsu.” “Pervert-matsu.” Todomatsu added. “Rising-Matsu!” Jyushimatsu exclaimed. “Porno-stealing-matsu.” Osomatsu taunted. “Heh, raging-matsu.” Karamatsu chuckled. “Rising Chorofappyski.” Ichimatsu mocked. “Shut up!” Choromatsu growled, tensing up when he noticed (y/n) flinch at his booming voice. No, no this was what those bastards wanted, they wanted to make him look bad in front of their guest, because they were assholes like that. (Y/n) couldn't help but turn to the man with furrowed brows in confusion, they were sure the man's name was different just yesterday when he had arrived. “Choro... Fappyski?” The confused student asked, wondering why the others were snickering when they heard them ask, all the while Chorofappyski san looked rather livid. His face was already red as a cherry, and his eyes were gazing at him as though he didn't know if getting angry would be the smartest move and so he began to panic. “N-No that's not my name!” He exclaimed, growling under his breath before sending Osomatsu the dirtiest glare he could muster. “See what you did Osomatsu!” Osomatsu didn't seem fazed by his shouting and just reached over to wrap his arm around (y/n)'s shoulders, leaning into the student all the while smirking at the green bean. “Haha! But it's true, right?” “Useless neets and (y/n) honey! Time for lunch!” Matsuyo called out from the kitchen, causing the others to smile and stand, making their way towards the open bedroom door. Standing, Osomatsu dusted himself off, before reaching out his hand and smiling down at the young student. “Well, let's go?” (Y/n) glanced from the red bean, down to his open palm, and then back at him. He was unexpectedly kind, sure he was a bit of a tease to his brothers but that was to be expected, (y/n) had a little brother of their own back home whom they teased every chance they got. With a smile, they placed their parenting book down and grabbed ahold of Osomatsu's hand, allowing the man to help them up off of the floor to stand. “Uh, sure.” He muttered, not realizing the glares that were sent to Osomatsu from the others, as they walked out the door. On the way there, the young student bumped into Choromatsu, and was quick to apologize to him. “Ah, sorry Fappy-san.” Choromatsu was stuck between apologizing and feeling embarrassed, to getting utterly angry at his brothers for calling him that. “That's not my- OSOMATSU!” He growled, all the while his brothers all laughed at him and made their way towards the dining room. “HAHAHAHAHA!” Choromatsu was the easiest target, especially when he tried to act as though he were better than them. The third Matsuno son needed to learn that he was just as much of a useless virgin neet as the rest of them, and he'll never be better than any of them. At least, not in (y/n)'s eyes he won't. Not of the others could help it. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- “Hweeh, it seems to be fine...” Dekapan muttered, heaving a sigh while leaning back against his chair. He hasn't opened any of the other pods, and it had taken him hours to get the little purple creature to cooperate with him. His hands were all covered in bandages from the small bites he had received from the purple pet. An examination needed to be done, to see if it was perfectly safe for him to give the small pet to his godchild as a pet. But the purple pet was a little uncooperative with him, fighting him off and trying to run away, only becoming a bit more tolerable once dekapan handed him a small grape to munch on. The worst of it all was when he had to take a blood sample from the creature. The bite mark and scratches on his hands still ached the more he thought about it. “And from the looks of it, it seems to be male dasu.” The scientist muttered, his friend Dayoon watching the whole scene from a distance. He's seen what the little purple creature was capable of, and he wasnt too keen on getting bitten. “Dayoon.” “Do you think (y/n) will like him?” Dekapan asked, handing the purple pet another grape. “Dayoooon!” “Ah! No don't bite- OW!” “Grrrr...” “DayoooOOOONNN!!!” “AHHH! STOP IT DASU! YOU'RE GETTING SLIME ALL OVER!”
“GRRR...”
“WAIT A MINUTE!- AHHHHHH!” “DAYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNN!!!” -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- Todomatsu hummed as he and (y/n) layed around the brothers' bedroom, just spending time together after dinner since the others were told to go buy something for tomorrow's breakfast. “So, you go to Keio University?” The small pink matsu asked, rolling over from his laying down position to sit down next to the young student, who was gazing up at the ceiling with a content smile and a belly full of good food. Damn, Matsuyo knew how to cook some good dinner. Turning towards Todomatsu, (y/n) sat up and smiled at him with a quick shake of their head. “No not yet Totty san, but I'll be starting next week since my uncle took care of the registration.” “You don't have to call me Totty san, just Totty is fine.” The pink cotton candy boy told him with a pout. He was rather cute, if (y/n) was fully honest. “Are you sure? I don't wanna be rude.” The young student asked, blinking in confusion when Todomatsu scooted closer to him with a nod, placing his elbows on his knees and resting his cheeks on the palms of his hands. “It's alright, just call me Totty.” “O-Okay, Totty...” (Y/n) stuttered, glancing down at the ground with a small, shy smile and a blush on their cheeks. Todomatsu let out a soft laugh and poked the (h/c) haired student's cheek softly, enjoying the shy smile he was receiving. “Aww cute.” He muttered, jumping in surprise when the door to the bedroom slammed open. Standing there was none other than Choromatsu, who raised a brow at them at first, before narrowing his eyes in suspicion at Todomatsu. “What are you guys doing?” He asked, walking in and closing the door behind him. “Ah! Fappyski nii-san!” Todomatsu cooed, looking up at his elder brother with bright, brown eyes and feigned innocence. Just as Choromatsu opened his mouth to scold his brother, (y/n) turned to him with a bright smile, lifting their hand to send the man a short wave in greeting. “Fappy-san, hello.” The look of horror on Choromatsu's face was enough to cause Todomatsu to double over with laughter, his laugh echoing around the room and ringing in their ears, no doubt capturing the attention of the other brothers downstairs. The brothers had made fun of him earlier as a joke, but never wold have Todomatsu guessed that (y/n) would actually think that was Choromatsu's real name! Feeling his face heating up, Choromatsu gritted his teeth and sent his youngest brother a glare. “Stop calling me that Todomatsu! You'll give (y/n) the wrong idea! That's not my name!” “Your name is not... Fappy?” (Y/n) asked, face scrunching up in confusion. Then why would they call him that? But if you think about it, it did make sense that his name wasn't really Chorofappyski, who would name their son that in the first place? Unless you lost a bet... “No! My name is Choromtsu! Matsuno Choromatsu!” Choromatso exclaimed, feeling bad when (y/n) flinched at his loud tone. Before he could even apologize to their guest, the door to the bedroom opened as Osomatsu and the rest of the Matsuno brothers all walked in with a smile. “Rising chorofappyski.” He greeted, laughing when Choromatsu smacked him in the back of the head, face glowing a cherry-red in embarrassemnt. (Y/n) frowned as he watched the interaction, before turning to Choromatsu with a look of concern on their face. “Do they call you that for a specific reason or...?” “Haha yeah!” Osomatsu began, walking up to (y/n) and sitting down in front of him. “I found him fapping to-” “Shut up!”
WHACK!
“Ow! What the hell!” Osomatsu growled, quickly standing and getting all up in his brother's face. If he wanted to go, Osomatsu would go, he'd throw down and knock his sorry ass from here to space. Then how would he go to his precious 'nya-chan' concert? Karamatsu, who was leaning against a wall near the door let out a soft chuckle, lifting a hand to slowly remove his sunglasses, which he was wearing inside at night, in order to turn to his brothers with a smile. “Heh, my brother, you must not fight-” “Ow ow ow!” Choromatsu grunted, struggling to get out of the chokehold his elder brother held him in. “Say 'Osomatsu onii-chan!' Chorofappyski!” Osomatsu taunted, heightening the pitch of his voice every time he tried to get Choromatsu to say 'Onii-chan onii-chan!' But Choromatsu never gave in, and continued to struggle, until his eyes landed on the one brother that could help him out the most in that situation. “N-Never! Jyushimatsu get him!” Jyushimatsu stood there with his bright smile, before raising his hands up in the air, cheering for a moment before running up to his brothers and preparing for the fight. “Woohoo! Wrestling!” “OW OW NOT ME! OSOMATSU! GET OSOMATSU!” While the fight was going on, Todomatsu scotted over to (y/n) and sat down next to them, cute smile plastered onto his face he leaned in close. “Ne, (y/n) san, you want to hang out tomorrow?” He asked, making sure his brothers didn't hear him or else who knows what they'll do to him. It'll be the Sutabaa mixer scene all over again... “Sure, why not?” (Y/n) responded with a smile, shocking everyone in the room with their respond. “Ehhh?” The brothers all exclaimed, each one staring at the young student as though they had just grown a second head. “Yay!” Todomatsu cheered, sending his brothers a smirk for a second, before turning back to the young student with look of feigned innocence. “W-Wait why with Todomatsu?” Choromatsu asked, quickly getting out of his brothers' hold and running up to the young student. Out of everyone there, why Todomatsu?Sure he had a job and a phone, and maybe he did things that the others didn't know about since he kept to himself, but Todomatsu was still pretty bad! (Y/n) didn't know that yet, but that's no reason to keep them in the dark and not show them what was going on. “Don't you know he's evil?” Osomatsu added, standing alongside his brother and staring down at (y/n), serious expression on his face. “Sly, very sly.” Karamatsu muttered. “Sly-matsu!” Jyushimatsu exclaimed. “Acts cute, he's the slyest out of all of us...” Ichimatsu grumbled, a dark look on his face which sent a shiver down Todomatsu's spin. “Shut up!” The pink, cotton candy matsu growled, now his brothers were trying to make him look bad! What happened to calling Choromatsu fappymatsu? Was he the new target? I don't think so! (Y/n) wasn't really sure what was happening, but they decided not to question it. The brothers were pretty unique, and that's just the way they were, that's what (y/n) had learned at least, it was better not to question it at all. Glancing at the time on their phone, the young student stood from their seat and sent the brothers an apologetic smile. “Well, I have to get to bed, but this was fun you guys.” (Y/n) announced, while the others all exchanged glances. They were silent for a moment, looking as though they didn't want (y/n) to go, but what could they do to stop the young student? Not really taking the hint, the young student sent them all a smile and waved as they walked out the bedroom. “See you tomorrow Totty, I guess.” They said, before closing the door behind them and walking down the stairs and towards their bedroom on the first floor. The room was silent for a moment, until all the brothers turned their head sharply towards the youngest, their eyes hidden behind their bangs as they slowly advanced towards the youngets. Letting out a squeak, Todomatsu stood and tried his hardest to run out of there, but failed when Ichimatsu and Jyushimatsu held him down. “Sly-matsu! Why are you trying to get ahead of us!” Osomatsu growled, feeling the jealousy run through his veins. It wasn't fair, Todomatsu has a job and gets to see cute girls every day at work, why does he get to spend time with (y/n)? Todomatsu just shrugged at his older brothers and pushed them off of him, before he stood to walk over to the couch, taking out his smartphone in order to check his social media. “You should have asked then!” He muttered, smiling brightly to himself as he began to tap away. The others looked at him for a couple of minutes, growing more and more irritated by the minute, before Choromatsu snapped his fingers and captured their attention. “Jyushimatsu! Octopus hold!” Not a second later, Jyushimatsu hopped forward and made a grab for Todomatsu. He grabbed the younger matsu and held him down, squeezing tightly in the infamous hold all the while his brother began to screech and hiss in pain. “Ahh! Ow ow ow stop it JYUSHIMATSU NII-SAN!” As Jyushimatsu held Todomatsu down, Osomatsu turned to his brothers and placed his hands on his hips. “As the eldest, I call first dibs!” “You can't just call dibs on a person osomatsu nii-san!” Choromatsu growled. “Che, sly-matsu acting cute, just die.” Ichimatsu grumbled, glaring at his youngest brother while holding onto his hissing cat in his arms. “Brothers, since this is a battle of love I-ACK!” Karamatsu wasn't able to finish his sentence, for he was tackled to the ground while Choromatsu and Osomatsu wrestled with one another. By this time the six of them were in an all-out brawl, cursing at one another and not caring about the loud noise they were most likely making. Tomorrow they were going along with Todomatsu, even if the youngest matsu doesn't want it.
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When [y/n]'s parents told them that they were going to live with their godfather Dekapan in Japan, [y/n] had been ecstatic. The student knew that their godfather was a smart man, one who had his own lab and did science experiments, like the cool ones from their old comic books. [Y/n] had packed everything they could, excited to not only be finishing up school in the country they were born in, but also be able to live and spend time with their godfather. What they didn't expect upon arrival was to be told by their godfather that his house had exploded because of an experiment that he had been conduction, and having to move into the Matsuno household, a friend of Dekapan's. The Matsunos were very... Eccentric. They were full of energy at times, and although they fought tooth and nail with one another, it was obvious to [y/n] that the family loved each other very much. It still amazed [y/n] that Matsuyo was able to have all six of them, and still be as spunky as she is to this day. The boys seem fine, healthy and they don't look like they grew up with any complications. [Y/n] had heard about complications with sextuplets, octuplets and quintuplets, with there being a conjoined twin at one point, one of the children dying or the children growing up with some complications. It was rare for anyone to have quintuplets, octuplets, and so on, but Matsuyo was able to handle it. “Do you come here often, Todomatsu san?” [Y/n] asked, glancing around the various shops that surrounded them. “Ne, I told you, you can call me Totty.” Todomatsu teased, sending the student a cute, closed eyed smile. “A-Ah, I'm sorry,” the student apologized, blushing slightly in embarrassment. “T-Totty...”The young Matsuno just let out a soft giggle, stepping closer to the student until their shoulders brushed. “It's fine, and yeah, I come here all the time!” He explained, before lifting his hand and pointing towards a Sutabaa that was just a few feet ahead of them. “I actually work there, the coffee is really good, I'm sure you'll like it.” The [h/c] haired student couldn't help the bright smile that danced on their lips, all the while glancing up at the large, familiar coffee shop. They had often gone to a similar coffee shop back in Canada with their friends, and it always brought them good memories. Now they'll be able to make new, fond memories with Todomatsu. “I love the coffee here... I wonder if it's different from the one back in Canada...” The student murmured, not noticing the soft giggling and the bright, sly gaze that Todomatsu sent him. “Totty, you work here?” [Y/n] asked, as they and Todomatsu made their way towards the counter, getting ready to make their order. The soft chatter of the place was strangely calming, reminding the young university student of a coffee shop back home. “Yup, I moved up a bit from my status of a neet. But that doesn't matter right now, huh?” The youngest Matsuno told him, smiling rather brightly as he glanced down at the menu, finger at his chin as he tried to decide what to order before pointing to a frappachino and giving the barista their names. “I guess not. This part of town is pretty nice.” [Y/n] mumbled, sending the youngest Matsuno a smile. A sigh escaped Todomatsu, as he pouted softly, glancing around him. “I wish I could live here instead of with my brothers.” He grumbled, shaking his head. His brothers had almost stopped him from taking [y/n] to Sutabaa, but he wouldn't let them. A quick ingredient of laxatives in their breakfast would be enough to keep them all busy for a couple of hours, and lord knows that they will need it. The laxatives could help them clean out their stomach, and then they'd be a little healthy. Especially with the way Osomatsu and Ichimatsu eat, they definitely needed it. Technically, he did his brothers a favour. He's a good little brother. “I still think it's pretty amazing that your mother was able to have sextoplets... My God...” [Y/n] gasped out, their eyes turning into stars the more they thought about it. Most people wouldn't really care much after a while, but how could they not marvel about it? Having a child is difficult, imagine twins or triplets, those definitely call for epidural. But sextuplets, their mother must be someone pretty savage to be able to handle that sort of pain. “Yeah, you're the first person that's stayed shocked for this long. Others just accept it after a couple of minutes.” Todomatsu told them, smiling rather cutely when he took in the look of amazement that stayed on the university student's face. “I'm studying to be a nurse at the maternity ward, I've seen videos of women in labour and watched the doctors deliver the baby, having sextoplets is a pretty big deal.” [Y/n] deadpanned, trying not to shiver at the memory of their studies. Learning about childbirth and seeing it one screen was not pretty, and [y/n] wasn't the only one who thought so. Those screaming women still haunted them to this day. The two continued to chat about anything and everything, exchanging stories that ranged from when his brothers had come to his workplace, to the time [y/n] had been chased halfway across town by a group of strays, all because they had forgotten that they had a burger stuffed into their pants pocket. Long story short, Todomatsu's group date did not go as planned, and [y/n] had to call the police to help them because the dogs ripped off both their pants and their underwear. Sharing stories like that was helpful, it sort of made it easier to relax around the youngest Matsuno. He had been wary at first, assuming the youngest was really as sly as the other brothers had said he was, and he was more like a demon than the innocent cutie prince that he liked to make himself appear like. But Todomatsu was really just a cute, great guy.Finishing up with their drinks, the two of them began to make their way out of the coffee shop, throwing out their now empty drinks and laughing at a couple of jokes they knew. [Y/n] was a little more comfortable around the raven haired male, walking closer to them and relaxing themselves. “You know, [y/n],” he began, turning to lean his face in closer to the university student with the cutest smile he could muster. “We could-”
“Toooottttyyy.”
[Y/n] let out a soft hum in confusion, turning their heads to see who had called out to the young Matsuno. Todomatsu felt himself stiffen, his eyes frozen in place with that cute expression of his, but deep down inside he was screaming. Those bastards.They've found him. “W-Why don't we go this way?” Todomatsu suggested, grabbing ahold of [y/n]'s upper arm and trying to drag them away. He needed to get the two of them to safety, he needed to make sure they were well hidden. But they were too late, and Todomatsu had failed to leave quick enough. Now the neets he calls brothers will come... And they will ruin everything for him... “Um, Totty?” [Y/n] asked, their heads still turning from left to right, trying to figure out where that voice had come from. “Did someone-” “N-Nope, no no, no one called me, you're just imagining things,” Todomatsu quickly tried to cover up, pulling at [y/n]'s arm again, trying to get the two of them out of there. “L-Let's check out that arts and supplies store! O-Or that bookstore right there! M-Maybe they'll have a baby book and-'' SLUMP. 'OH NO...' Todomatsu thught, feeling himself sweat profusely. 'Those demons found us...' The person attached to the hand on his shoulder leaned in, their hot breath fanning Todomatsu's cheek, as that all-to-familiar scent of cheap beer reached his nostrils. He knew who this was, and he knew it was his idea to ruin his day with [y/n]. “O-Osomatsiu... Nii-san...” Todomatsu whispered, turning his head to meet with a face so much like his own, smirk in place with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Hi Totty! How's it going?” Osomatsu asked casually, as though he didn't plan any of this or that he was trying to make his younger brother look bad in front of [y/n]. The sight of his smirk only angered Todomatsu, making him want nothing more than to kick his brother in the face. But he won't, he knew that if he did it would only work in Osomatsu's favour. For someone so stupid and lazy, he was very conniving, that devil. Slapping his brother's hand off of his shoulder, he turned to face the eldest Matsuno, standing beside a surprised [y/n]. It wasn't until he looked around that he saw his other brothers, lingering behind the eldest and following his lead, fake expressions of surprise on their faces as though they had just casually bumped into them without planning to. But Todomatsu wasn't stupid, Todomatsu knew that they were out to get him. His brothers were assholes like that, and he knew it better than anyone because he himself, is an asshole like that. He wasn't going to lie about that. “Why are you guys here!?” He hissed, even though he already knew the answer. The look his brother sent him explained it all, they were there to make him look bad. “Well, we thought that since you were spending time with [y/n], we could too!” Choromatsu spoke up, stepping closer to stand next to Osomatsu with a smile on his face. “You too, Choromatsu nii-san!?” Todomatsu exclaimed, narrowing his eyes at the green lima bean. Choromatsu knew that he had allowed Osomatsu to convince him to ruin Todomatsu's day, and although he wanted to be calm and collected, he couldn't help the stutter that came out as he tried to explain their reason for being there. “I-It would be a good opportunity for all of us to get to know [y/n] san, e-even just a little bit!”“Heh, it'll be a good day for us to-” Karamatsu began, only to get shoved to the side by Ichimatsu. “We didn't know what lies you'd tell him, you sly-matsu bastard.” Ichimatsu growled, turning his head away from his youngest brother when [y/n] stared at him curiously. Todomatsu was capable of making himself look like the victim, he was good at that, and it'd make it hard for the other brothers to get close to anyone because of it. And because he was the youngest out of all of them, he had learned to use that in his favour. “Totty!” Jyushimatsu greeted, arms up in the air with that large smile upon his face. [Y/n] noticed that Todomatsu was not happy that they had bumped into his brothers, but the student didn't want to be rude and tell them to go away. They was taught to be kind, and kind they will be. “I-I don't mind... I guess...” [Y/n] mumbled, lifting a hand up to scratch the back of their neck nervously. “[Y/n]-” Todomatsu tried to protest, only to be interupted by the eldest brother. “Whoo! [Y/n] agrees!” Osomatsu exclaimed, wrapping his arm around the [h/c] haired student's shoulders and pulling them closer to him. “Ne, let's go get some sushi!”“Osomatsu! You shouldn't drag them by the arm like that!” Choromatsu scolded, arms crossed over his chest and looking just about ready to smack his brother. But the eldest had other plans. With a snicker, Osomatsu glanced over his shoulder and sent his brother a smirk, a pair of horns and a devil's tail growing out of him for a mere second. “Fine, I'll be gentle, happy now Chororfappyski?”“It's alright fappy san.” [Y/n] tried to reassure, sending Choromatsu a small smile. Their smile, however, did everything but reassure the angry green lima bean. “STOP CALLING ME THAT!” Choromatsu growled, a vein throbbing in his head at the ready to burst at any given moment. The other brothers just stood there silently, turning to Choromatsu with an all-too-familiar blank expression. He didn't have to be a psychic to know what his brothers were thinking, to know what they were planning. They were little bastards, after all, demons. “Rising Fappyski.” Osomatsu teased, smirk on his face. “FapFap-matsu.” Karamatsu taunted. “AngryFappyski.” Ichimatsu hissed with that shit-eater expression on his face.“Fappy McFap nii-san.” Todomatsu cooed, letting out a soft 'tee-hee' and feigning his innocence. “Ha ha! Fappy-rising-pervert-Choro nii-san!” Jyushimatsu exclaimed rather loudly, flailing his arms around with a laugh that almost made [y/n] want to laugh, but it'd be rude to.“WHY ARE YOU GUYS INVENTING NEW NAMES!” Choromatsu asked, ignoring the various looks of confusion and annoyance that he had received from people passing by. They never cared about those around them, it was something they stopped doing a long time ago.Ignoring his brother, Osomatsu pointed towards a shop up ahead and began to drag [y/n] with him. “Oh look [y/n] chan, a crape shop!” He exclaimed, as though he weren't purposely trying to change the subject and ignore his brother's existence.“Let's go check it out?” Todomatsu asked, standing on the other side of the university student with a bright smile on his face. He seemed to have gotten over the whole 'brothers trying to ruin his day' situation. Then again, he was always a follower rather than a leader, he'd rather put the blame on someone else and join in the crowd rather than be the one blamed. Unsure of what had just happened, [y/n] just heaved a sigh and sent them all a nod, smiling nervously at them. ''O-Okay.'' They muttered, walking alongside the brothers and just going with the flow, they all seemed to know what they were doing anyways. And Choromatsu knew well that they knew what they were doing. “DON'T JUST IGNORE ME!”-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-The room was a mess, clothes thrown here and there, scratch marks covered the walls and green slime could be found in various areas. But all in all, Dekapan was pleased with the results. The pet he had created was working perfectly. “Hwueeh, i-it's defiently the protective type...” The large man stuttered, panting alongside his friend with a clipboard in hand and multiple scratches, cuts, bruises and bite marks all over his person. “D-Dayoon...” Dayoon muttered, lifting a hand to wipe the sweat off his brow, only to flinch at one of the fresh cuts he had brushed by accident. They had ran as many tests as they possibly could to determine whether or not the small creature was capable of existing and handling everything as he had first thought, with each test being much simpler than the last. The purple, fluffy creature was okay with the tests at first, not really putting up a fight and just allowing them to do what they wanted. But as the hours dragged on, the creature became more and more agitated, making it harder for Dekapan and Dayoon to study it and what it was capable of. All in all, they think it went rather well. “D-Dayoon...?” Dayoon asked, taking a step back when the purple creature glared at him, growling and hissing in his direction while cowering in the corner of the room. “Hiissssssss!” Dekapan just nodded, pleased with his work before checking over his notes. “It's intact and hasn't fallen apart yet, it's male, and it seems to be able to eat solid food, bathe in both hot and cold water, and it can also poop. It's a perfect pet, [y/n] will love him!” The man announced, dancing around with his arms up in the air. So far so good, and it won't be long until he studies all of the other creatures within the other pods to see if they were also stable. If all went well and he's able to do his work properly, he'll be able to give his grandson the pets in no time. Seeing him dance made Dayoon wanna dance, so the two ended up laughing and cheering, arms up in the air and spinning in circles. “Dayoooon!” ''Hweeh!” With all of the cheering going on, the two failed to keep an eye on the purple creature. And the creature knew this, that's why he took the opportunity to quickly make his way towards the other side of the large examination table, a trail of slime following behind him. As soon as he reached the pods where he had first awoken from, he turned to spare the two dancing idiots a glance, before turning back to the task at hand. He could hear it. Something from inside the pod was making a noise and he could hear it. But, he had no idea how to open it, nor who it was that was making that noise. With his tiny hands, the purple fluff ball reached out and began to pat the thing, letting out a soft 'ugh' in surprise when he felt the cold metal against his tiny palms. Patting around, he heard it once more.The soft noise that came from the pod. Feeling a little more daring, the purple fluff continued to explore the pod, until his hands brushed against the red button at the very bottom with two little lights above it. One light was green, and one was red. The red one was glowing, and the longer the purple creature stared at it... The more it pissed him off. What the hell was this light, why was it bright and why was it so annoying? Unable to fight his instincts, the fluff ball began to attack it. His small body began to fluff up like a large, purple cotton ball, hairs standing on ends as his tiny hands grew claws. He clawed at the pod, unable to leave a scratch, which only served to piss him off even more. With a low growl, the creature leaned back slightly, before slamming his tiny body against the pod, one of his hands pressing the button and causing the pod to beep.A soft hissing was heard, and the creatured watched with intrigue as the gas that was keeping another creature such as himself inside asleep and safe, was escaping.The hiss reached both men's ears, their hearts dropping to the very pit of their stomachs when they realized where it was coming from. This was not good, they weren't in the best of shapes to take care of or examine another one of the creatures. Turning their heads, they paled when they noticed the purple fluff standing in front of one of the pods, head tilted to the side and watching intensely as the pod opened, revealing another creature inside. “A-Ah... Another one is waking up...” Dekapan stuttered, feeling his exhaustion finally catching up with him. What he wouldn't do for a simple nap or just one hour of sleep. “Dayoon?” Dayoon asked, looking rather concerned. “I-It doesn't look harmful dasu.” The underpants wearing man muttered, taking a step closer to get a quick look at the new creature. Yellow fur? “Hmmm, it'll probably be a while until I can take them to [y/n]...” The man muttered, reaching out to pluch the yellow creature from the pod, ignoring the hissing and protests of the purple fluff. “My, this one seems a lot safer than the other-”His words were inturrupted when the yellow creature suddenly opened its eyes, turning its head to gaze up at Dekapan. An all-too-familiar wide smile spread on the creatures face, with his hands clenching and unclenching as thought trying to get the feeling back into them. It was at that moment that Dekapan knew just whose DNA the yellow creature had. And it wasn't one of the much calmer ones... “This is not good Dasu...” Dekapan muttered, feeling dread crawl up his spine. They were in for a nasty time, because the yellow fluff no doubt had the energy of a million children and will still have more to spare. “Bluurrgghhhh.” The creature began, as though telling them something. His beady eyes glanced all over the room, before landing on Dayoon, his mouth beginning to salivate as his body trembled. Before either of the two men could blink, the yellow creature pushed its body back, before jumping forward like a spring and landing on Dayoon's face. Without hesitating, it bit him square in the nose. “DAYOOOOONNN!!!” “W-Well, that's new.” Dekapan stuttered, watching as his friend ran around the room, arms flailing as tears fell down his large cheeks. No doubt it hurt, but he was knocking down what little furniture was left in the room, along with a large, beautiful portrait of the two of them from one of the best christmas they've had together. After a while, the yellow creature hopped off of Dayoon's face and onto a table in the far back, running around and crashing into things without a moment's rest.
Crash!
“AHHH IT'S ALL OVER THE TEST NOTES!” Dekapan exclaimed, hands clenching onto his head. “Bluuuurrrrggghhhh!!!” The creature exclaimed, running around without stop. Bang! “DYOOOoooOOOOooOOnN!” Smash! “HWUEEH! WAIT! ST-STOP, IT'S GETTING EVERYWHERE!”The purple creature couldn't help but watch in amusement, as the yellow one slide all over the room, full of energy and covering everything in slime. They went up the walls, on the ceiling, throwing over tables, lamps and chairs, and even eating the lunch the two men had prepared for themselves, leaving nothing but chaos in his wake. “BLUURRRGGGHHHH!!!” He screeched, his small hands waving around a bit before turning to see the purple creature up on the examination table, staring down at him. “Ugghh...” The purple one began, blinking up at his brother.“Blurrrggh?” The yellow creature asked, tilking its head to the side. The creature just gave a small nod of approval, his eyes glancing at Dekapan for a second before returning to the yellow puff ball of energy. “Urgh...” “BLUURRGGGHHH!!!”Neither of the two men knew what the creatures had said to each other, but Dekapan knew it had to have been bad. “S-somehow... I get the feeling the purple one asked him to attack...”“Dayoon?” Dayoon asked, but his question was answered when the yellow creature turned to them with a bright smile on his face. Without hesitating, the yellow creature stepped back, before jumping onto Dayoon once again and proceeding to scratch the man's face with its tiny hands. “DAYOOONNN!!!”“AHHH, STOP! STOP DASU!” Dekapan called out, only to be attacked by the purple creature, who had pounced on him when he wasn't looking. It took the two men a couple of hours and a lot of sleeping gas to get the creatures off of them. Maybe they weren't the best pets for [y/n]...-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-The day with the brothers went much better than [y/n] had expected it to. Sure they had seen the six all argue and fight with one another, but all in all [y/n] had a great time. And they'd love to do it again, hopefully with less fighting and more hanging out. Currently the university student was in the Matsuno brothers' bedroom, just spending time there with one of the brothers and waiting for the others to return with some snacks. The brothers had played rock-papers-scissors to see who would go where to get what, with only one of them staying behind while the others either went out to get the snacks, rent a movie, buy the drinks or were dragged away by their mother to help out with the laundry. As the minutes ticked on by, the student found themselves reading an interesting article about idols in a magazine they had found laying around, while waiting for the others to return. The one Matsuno that had stayed behind was laying down on the floor next to them, blankly staring at the ceiling with his arms and legs spread apart, one of his arms dangerously close to [y/n]'s butt. The student tried to ignore it, trying not to let the man know that they were blushing by covering their face with the magazine, and tried to move away whenever they felt the Matsuno man inch his fingers closer and closer to the student. “Hey [y/n],” the man asked suddenly, startling the poor student before receiving a soft, nervous hum in response. “You don't have anyone, right? No lovers or anything like that?” Had [y/n] been drinking anything, they'd most likely be chocking on it by now.[Y/n] slowly lowered the magazine in their hands, a blush coating their cheeks as they turned to face the Matsuno son, trying to avoid their hand so as not to have any ass-to-hand contact. “W-Why do you ask, Karamatsu-” “I'm Osomatsu.”“Sorry... Osomatsu san, why do you ask?” [Y/n] apologized, waiting for a response. “...”“...”“...Wanna go on a date with me?” Osomatsu suddenly asked, turning his body to lay down on his side, his cheek resting on his open palm while sending [y/n] a blank look. The magazine in [y/n]'s hand dropped to the floor with a soft 'thud.' “Wh-What?” They asked, blinking in confusion as they tried to process what it was the elder Matsuno had asked. It wasn't that [y/n] was shocked Osomatsu had asked them out on a date, it was the fact that Osomatsu was actually the first to ask. They weren't the ugliest person in the world, but they didn't exactly have a line of men and women waiting to go on a date. It was actually a surprise that someone wanted to date the student, especially with how shy they were. A chuckle escaped Osomatsu's lips, and just as he was about to repeat himself, the door to the bedroom was thrown open.
SLAM!
“Osomatsu nii-san! You should leave [y/n] alone.” Todomatsu grumbled, standing at the door with an irritated expression on his face. His other hand gripping the plastic bag, to the point where his knuckles turned white. He should have know the elder brother was planing on something. When he had suggested the whole rock-papers-scissors game, he had something in mind. Todomatsu was just thankful that he had ran to the store and back in case the eldest tried anything with [y/n]. Sitting up, the elder Matsuno sent his brother a smile. He wasn't planning anything, no, not at all. What could ever make Todomatsu believe this. “Oh, Totty-” “Besides, why would [y/n] want to date the childish one?” Todomatsu interrupted, shrugging his shoulders like the little shit he was. Walking into the room, he closed the door with his foot before moving closer towards the two with that regular cute smile of his. Osomatsu raised a hand and placed it on his chest where his heart was, sending his brother a pout and a fake expression of pain. “You wound me Totty.” “Er...” [Y/n] muttered, their hand scratching the back of their head nervously. “I-I'm not good at dating so-”“Ah! So you'll go on a date with me?!” Osomatsu immediately interrupted, turning his head towards [y/n], bright and hopeful smile on his face. Before [y/n] even had time to react, the door to the bedroom slammed open, causing the university student to jump in surprise. “WHAT?!” Chromatsu exclaimed, looking rather flabbergasted as he walked in. Just like Todomatsu, he closed the door behind him and walked towards the student, concern look gracing his features. “[Y/n] san, you don't have to go on a date with Osomatsu if you don't want to. Don't let him pressure you into it.”“Aw come on Risingfappyski,” Osomatsu whined, sending his brother a fake pout. “You don't have to be so jealous-”“OSOMATSU, YOU CALL ME THAT ONE MORE TIME I'LL KICK YOUR ASS!” Choromatsu roared, causing the student and Todomatsu to both tense up. Choromatsu had gotten angry before, yes, but this time he sounded just about ready to murder the eldest brother. Then again no one could blame him, the brothers all kept calling him names without mercy around [y/n], and after a while it starts getting both old and infuriating. The room was silent, the four of them keeping to themselves, waiting for one of them to speak. Who will say what, and who will make the first move, was a question that crossed [y/n]'s mind. The two brother seemed as though they fought the most, with Choromatsu often scolding Osomatsu for whatever it was the eldest Matsuno had done. Choromatsu and Osomatsu were having a stare-down, neither blinking nor tearing their gaze away, waiting until one of them says something. Todomatsu and [y/n] both watched the two intensely, as though this were nothing but a show, and anticipating one of the two men to make the first move.“...”“...”“...”“...Rising-pervert-fappyski who steals their older brother's porn and can't admit to it.” Osomatsu announced like the asshole he was, not caring that the other two males in the room had gasped at his actions. Turning towards Choromatsu, they knew that this was the pin that was pulled from the grenade. “I'LL KILL YOU!”In the blink of an eye, Choromatsu jumped on his brother and began to hold him down in a headlock as best he could. Of course, this resulted in Osomatsu fighting back, trying to beat up his younger brother with little to no mercy. “U-Uh, guys?” [Y/n] stuttered, standing up and taking a step back. Todomatsu followed their lead, knowing that when his elder brothers fought, he wanted nothing to do with them. His skin did not look cute when bruised, so he'd prefer to not get involved. The two fought roughly, rolling on the floor and throwing punches, pulling at each others faces and hair. It was actually rather childish, but then again this was a fight between two angry siblings. [Y/n] and Todomatsu hopped onto the green couch the moment the two rolled by, Choromatsu grunting as his elder brother pushed his face onto the ground and pulled at his arm, a large smirk on his face as though he had won. He kept taunting Choromatsu, calling him 'fappymatsu' over and over again with a laugh like the asshole he was. It didn't take long until the other brothers returned, opening the door in time to see Choromatsu land a kick to his elder brother's face, while [y/n] and Todomatsu watched without doing much to stop it. “UWAH! WRESTLING!” Jyushimatsu exclaimed, his hands flailing up and down, the ends of his large yellow sweater flapping rather loudly in his excitement. Choromatsu grunted in pain, Osomatsu holding him in a tight headlock, not letting up for a second. Trying as hard as he could, the green lima bean lifted his head and turned to his younger brother with a scowl. “JYUSHIMATSU! WE'RE NOT WRESTLING!” But of course, Jyushimatsu didn't listen and took this opportunity to jump on top of the two of them. “CANNON BALL!”“OW! DON'T BITE ME FAPPY MCFAPPERSON!!!”“SHITTY OLDER BROTHER!”By now, the three were fighting in a group, each one trying to defend themselves while fighting the other two, only to get themselves bruised. “G-Guys?” [Y/n] asked, lifting their hands up to try and get the brother's attention. But then again, the brothers were too busy fighting to really pay much attention to the student. Somehow [y/n] got the feeling that this was normal, and they'll be hearing them fight on a daily bases. Karamatsu just let out a soft 'heh,' leaning against the doorframe and placing a hand under his chin. “My burazas! Let's not-ACK!”
KICK!
CRASH!
“Shut up, shittymatsu! I'll kill you, I swear!” Ichimatsu growled, walking over to the green couch with an annoyed expression. “PILE-DRIVER!!!” “GET OFF OF ME JYUSHIMATSU NII-SAN!”The fighting continued, this time with Karamatsu getting angry and jumping onto his pile of fighting brothers, somehow dragging Todomatsu into the fight and causing [y/n] to jump back. [Y/n] knew they couldn't stay there, the last thing they wanted was to get dragged into their battle. It was getting late anyways, and [y/n] wanted to get up early to explore some more, maybe even go see his godfather before they start University. “I-I think I'll just... Leave...” They mumbled, stepping off of the couch and walking around the fighting brothers. The student couldn't believe how lucky they got at getting away from them, but then again they were rolling towards the window, before bouncing around in a comical fashion. With a soft goodbye, [y/n] closed the door behind them and walked away, hearing their fighting echoing throughout the thin walls of the house. “GAH! KARAMATSU WHAT THE HELL?!?!”“I'LL KILL YOU!!!”“C-CALM DOWN ICHIMATSUUUU!!!”-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- A soft sound escaped the purple creature's mouth, as he began to make his way towards the other pods. If another one came out, maybe they could escape the place, having all those tests done to you is no fun. “Ah! No no, not again.” Dekapan panted, picking up the purple creature and carrying him away from the examination table and placing him onto his work desk. He ignored the creatures hissing and growls, and lifted a hand to wipe away the sweat off of his face, wincing when he touched the many scratches he had gotten from the yellow creature. Dayoon walked over, a tired yellow puff ball in hand and multiple scratches and bite marks on his face and hands. “D-Dayoon...” Dayoon muttered, placing the yellow creature onto the wooden table and heaving an exhausted sigh. It had taken the two of them hours to calm the yellow creature down, the room being an even bigger mess than it had been before. “Hweeh... L-Let's stop for now...” Dekapan stuttered, as Dayoon turned to him and sent him a nod in agreement. While they chatted, the purple creature spared a glance towards his yellow brother, who was panting heavily with his tongue out, slime and slobber dripping onto the table in a small, ever-growing puddle. “Ugh.” The purple creature muttered, before turning his head to glance around the table. That was until he spotted it. The shiny silver picture frame that hadn't been touched, gleaming in the dim light of the room. “Ehhghh?” He whispered, intrigued by the shiny frame and slowly sliming his way towards it. His yellow brother watched as he hobbled and tried his best to head towards a shiny, large object. Curious, the yellow puff ball began to move forward, wanting to know what it was that his purple brother was going to see. Stopping before the large frame, the purple creature tilted his head to the side, gazing up at the picture. He recognized Dekapan, who held a large smile on his face with his arm around another person, wearing a high school uniform and holding a diploma in both hands, large smile dancing on their lips. “Hweeh, that's my godchild [y/n],” Dekapan began, startling the purple creature as he stood near the picture frame. “You both were created for the sole purpose of being loved and taken care of by my godchild. [Y/n] loves animal, and I know that they will adore you.” “Blurrgh?” The yellow creature asked, making his way next to his purple puff brother. “That's right!” Dekapan exclaimed, proud smile on his face as he pointed to his godchild. “This is [y/n], your owner. You'll meet them soon, and you'll be living with them instead of with me.” The two creatures glanced at one another, as though their minds were processing what the man had told them. Someone will love them. Someone will care for them. Someone was waiting for them. Dayoon had called Dekapan, waving a beer at his friend with a large smile on his face and inviting him for a drink without uttering much of a word. Without another word to the two creatures, the underpants wearing man was gone, leaving the two on their own with the picture frame. The two creatures gazed up at the picture, their eyes on the high school student's face and thinking about what they had just been told. This was the person who will be their owner, who will love them and take care of them, and not run stupid tests on them like Dekapan did. “Ugh!” The purple puff ball grunted. “Blurgh!” The yellow puff ball exclaimed, watching as his brother moved towards the picture frame. The purple puff purred and rubbed his puffy little body against the glass, glancing up at the smiling high school graduate. He wanted to meet them, he wanted to be loved like Dekapan said he'd be, and be taken care of. But he guessed he had to wait until then. A weight was felt on him, as he turned his head to see his yellow brother sleeping on top of him, letting out soft sounds and cuddling his face closer to the purple one's fur. The purple one didn't mind, it was cozy and comfortable with him there. With one last glance up at the picture of the high school student, he nuzzled his cheek against the cold frame before lowering his head, closing his eyes and falling asleep. He couldn't wait to meet his owner.
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There they sat, in a circle upon their futon, each brother glancing at the other with a look in their eyes, letting each other know that they were ready to fight whoever decided to pounce first. It was morning already, and [y/n] had been taken by their mother to go somewhere. Probably to be flaunted around, since [y/n] was like the child their mother has always wanted. They should feel hurt by this, but this was good, their mother did them all a favour by taking the university student out of the house. Now they can talk business. “Okay!” Osomatsu exclaimed, clapping his hands together. The others turned to him with determined expressions, ready to hear what the eldest had to say. Osomatsu glanced at each of his brothers, making sure they were paying attention before he continued. “As the eldest, I call dibs, that's the rule.” Choromatsu slammed his open palms onto the floor, leaning in to send his brother a glare. “THAT'S A STUPID RULE! YOU CAN'T CALL DIBS ON PERSON YOU IDIOT!” He screeched, the others all nodding in agreement. “Yeah Osomatsu nii-san,” Todomatsu added. “Why do you get first dibs?” He asked, the others all nodding with him in agreement. “[Y/N] IS NOT AN OBJECT, TODOMATSU-” “Because, I was born first. The eldest always gets first dibs, that's the rule.” Osomatsu interrupted, determined expression on his face. WHACK! “AGAIN, [Y/N] ISN'T AN OBJECT TO CALL DIBS ON!” Choromatsu roared, his fist stinging a bit from hitting his brother's thick skull. Sometimes he wonders why he was related to the idiot. “ARE YOU AN IDIOT CHOROMATSU?!?!” Osomatsu growled, sending his younger brother a glare. His hands were rubbing his throbbing head, teeth gritted and body just about ready to pounce and beat the shit out of his brother. But Choromatsu was ready, he would fight his brother should the elder try to pounce. “YOU'RE THE IDIOT!” “I think I should get to spend alone time with [y/n] first, because they like me best.” Todomatsu announced, tilting his head to the side and winking, hands on his cheeks to look adorable. The others all turned to him, blank expression on their faces. “Che,” Ichimatsu tsk'ed, sending his youngest brother an annoyed expression. “You're trying to act cute when in reality, [y/n] can't stand your cute act.” Todomatsu just huffed and crossed his arms, sending his brother a scowl. “At least I'm not depressed or smell like cat piss, [y/n] could be allergic to cats you know!” “HAAAAHH?!?!” Ichimatsu growled, eyes bulging and teeth sharpened, looking just about ready to hit his youngest brother. “Heh, my brothers, I think I should-” “EH?! ARE WE GANNA WRESTLE AGAIN!” Jyushimatsu interrupted, arms up into the air. Before anyone could blink, the yellow jellybean was wearing a wrestling mask and had gone shirtless. “Come at me!” “Okay! Stop!” Choromatsu exclaimed, getting his brother's attention as they quieted down. “We're adults already, we need to stop fighting and come up with a way to settle our differences!” “Fappy McFapperson is right,” Osomatsu seconded, nodding at his brothers as though he had been the one to suggest it. “We need to stop and figure out who gets [y/n] first.” “OSOMATSU I SWEAR TO GOD-” “I wanna go first, I'm the youngest and the cutest, so I get first dibs.” Todomatsu announced. “Besides, [y/n] had fun with me yesterday before you guys ruined it.” Ichimatsu just grunted and lifted his hand. “I think Todomatsu should go last, because yesterday he had [y/n] to himself.” “I agree with Ichimatsu.” Osomatsu agreed without a second thought. “Eh?!” “I second that agreement.” Choromatsu agreed, lifting his hand up. “EH?! CHOROMATSU NII SAN?!” Todomatsu exclaimed, feeling betrayed. “Ha ha! Totty!” Jyushimatsu laughed, lifting his hand. Next to him, Karamatsu lifted his hand and nodded. “YOU TOO, JYUSHIMATSU AND KARAMATSU NII-SAN!” They were all bastards, going up against him because they knew he had the best chance of getting [y/n] to like him. The eldest out of all of them just shrug, before extending his hand. He had an idea, and he knew it'd work in his favour. “Why not just play rock-paper-sciss-” “NO!” Well, it was worth a try. “Ow, you didn't have to scream.” The red bean bastard grumbled, rubbing his ears in pain. Choromatsu seriously needed to learn that his voice was louder than that of Jyushimatsu, and it could burst eardrums. Stupid masturbating-rising bastard. “You always win at Roc-Paper-Scissors because you know who will play what, Osomatsu nii-san.” Todomatsu explained, arms crossed over his chest with a pout on his lips. Osomatsu was the best at Rock-Paper-Scissors, and he had the highest chances of winning. Memories of yesterday rushed to his mind, when the eldest Matsuno “Fine, we'll do this!” Choromatsu began, standing and making his way towards their bedroom closet. He rummaged around for a bit, tossing a couple of things out before finding what he was looking for. Standing, he ran back to his brothers with a pair of scissors in one hand, and straws in the other. “Whoever draws the shortest straw is last, the one with the longest straw is first.” “I go first, because-” “WE GET IT, YOU'RE THE FIRST BORN!” Choromatsu hissed, inhaling a deep breath to calm himself down, and extending his hand. “Just pick a straw already.'' The brothers wordlessly plucked a straw from Choromatsu's hand and held it within their own, leaving the green bean with one for himself. None of them said a word, just glancing at one another, acting suspicious as though the others had the worst straw. Placing the scissors down, Choromatsu and the others all closed in on the circle they sat in. “Ready?” Osomatsu asked, receiving a nod from each of the brothers. “One, two... Three!” They all opened their palms at the same time, with a few of them groaning and the victor jumping up and down on his spot, clenching the winning straw in his hand. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- “Matsuno san? A-Are you sure you need all of this?” [Y/n] asked nervously, grabbing onto all of the grocery bags while the elder woman dragged them along, holding onto their arm with a bright smile on her face. “Yes yes, I do live with 7 men including myself, and now we have you as a guest so we need more food.” Matsuyo responded, sending the university student a smile before turning back to stare straight ahead, bright smile upon her face. When [y/n] had woken up this morning, things had been rather... Tense, for lack of better words, between the brothers. [Y/n] didn't sit with the brothers in the living room, no room for them around the small table and all, but even from where they sat with both Matsuyo and Matsuzo, they could feel the rivalry between the brothers. None of them said a word to each other, each one just eating their own meal and sparing the other a quick glance, before minding their own business. [Y/n] had taken notice of the small, not too noticeable bruises on each of the brothers' cheeks and face, so it must be that they were still fighting with one another, that is why they didn't say a single word. The brothers had greeted the student in the morning, each one with their own smile and all, excluding Ichimatsu, who just grunted at him and glanced away when he had the chance, so [y/n] knew that at the very least the brothers didn't hate them or any of that. After breakfast was over, and [y/n] had gotten dressed for the day, Matsuyo had asked if they'd accompany her to the grocery store for a couple of things they might need for both lunch and dinner. [Y/n], of course, gave her a bright smile and agreed without much of a thought. What the student least expected of the day was to be dragged around from store to store, bumping into some of Matsuyo's friends and having her brag about the student staying there and spending a lot of time with her six sons. Maybe it was because she didn't spend much time with her own sons, since they were adults now and all, but [y/n] couldn't help but feel as though they were being showed off as though they were nothing but a trophy. Ah, but Matsuyo Matsuno wasn't that kind of person... Right? “Oh Matsuyo chan, who is this?” At the sound of the sudden voice, the two stopped in their tracks and turned to glance over their shoulders. An elderly woman walked up to them, small shopping bag in one hand and coin purse in the other, her grey hair up in a bun with a gentle, polite smile gracing her features. “Oh, this is [y/n], Dekapan's godchild. They're living with us for the time being until Dekapan's home is rebuilt.” Matsuyo explained, smiling at the elderly woman with a proud smile on her face. By now, everyone in the surrounding area knew about the explosion at Dekapan's place, no one knew the cause of it but no one questioned it. Dekapan was a scientist, he should know what he was doing and what he was getting into, and it really was no one else's business as to what he did with his time. Turning their attention to the woman, [y/n] gave a small bow in greeting, their cheeks lighting up slightly in embarrassment. “H-Hello ma'am, how are you?” They asked, practically feeling the way Matsuyo beamed while standing next to them. “Oh my,” The woman said with a soft giggle. A hand lifted to be placed on her cheek, her eyes gazing at the student for a moment, taking their appearance in before stepping closer. “You know, I have a child who is single, I'm sure you're-” “I'm sorry Yuki chan, but [y/n] won't be able to meet your child.” Matsuyo immediately interrupted, standing in between the two, her smile looking rather forced and her eyes hidden by the shadow her glasses gave off. The kind expression on the woman changed, she now looked more devious than before with a glint in her eye that sent an uneasy chill down [y/n]'s spine. “I don't see why not, [y/n] kun are you single?” She asked, turning to the student with a serious expression. “Y-Yes ma'am?” The student stuttered, tensing up when Matsuyo stepped forward, standing in front of [y/n] as though to protect them from the woman. “Then my child will-” “Yuki chan, [y/n] already has someone of interest.” Matsuyo interrupted once more, the smile on her face now long gone, and she looked just about ready to battle it out. “Oh, and who? Your sons?” Yuki san asked in a mocking tone, her hands places on her hips. Her eyes held a challenging look, just as ready to battle it out with Matsuyo tooth and nail if she had too. Somehow [y/n] couldn't help get the feeling that these ld ladies were more than they seemed... “Yes, one of them.” Matsuyo told Yuki san, puffing her chest out proudly. To her, [y/n] would pick one of her children, and no one would convince her otherwise. This woman was full of determination, and anyone who got in her way will only get dusted. She will fight to the death if she had to, just to marry off one of her neets and become a grandmother at last. “M-M-Matsuno san.” [Y/n] stuttered, trying to defuse the situation. There was a sort of electricity in the air, it sort of unnerved them. What will they do if the two old ladies started a brawl out here in the middle of a semi-empty street? [Y/n] wasn't strong enough to try and stop it, then again they didn't know if they wanted to step in and stop it. Their hands were meant to help babies and mothers at a hospital, not pull to angry ladies apart and stop them from ripping each others dentures out. “Oh hon, I doubt [y/n] would be able to date any one of your neet sons.” Yuki san said with a scoff, rolling her eyes at Matsuyo. These two had history, it might have been bad history considering that they looked like they were about to pull out weapons from thin air. “Yuki chan, are you starting a fight with me again?” Matsuyo growled in a low tone, stepping closer to the woman and placing her forehead against Yuki san. “A-Again?!” The student squeaked, their face paling when they noticed that this was not the first fight Matsuyo has gotten into, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. “Matsuyo, you won't win against me.” Yuki san threatened in a low tone, sounding almost demonic. The two women stood there staring at one another, not bothering to look away. Those in the street who saw them immediately turned tail and ran off, almost as though they knew what was going to happen. [Y/n] felt at a loss, arms full of grocery and shopping bags, and with little to no strength could do nothing but watch from the sidelines. For a moment, it looked like nothing was going to happen, and relief washed over the student for a moment.That is, until the two women pounced. “M-MATSUNO SAN?!” The student exclaimed, jumping away from the brawling women and narrowly avoiding getting dragged into. Much like her sons, Matsuyo knew how to fight. She had that roar that Choromatsu had, that high spirit that Jyushimatsu held, Osomatsu and Karamatsu's punches and kicks, Ichimatsu's deadly aura and Todomatsu's sly ways of fighting such as pulling hair and biting. The women grunted, cursed and screamed, yelping out in pain every once in a while and making sure to inflict as much damage to the other as possible. Matsuyo never gave up, landing a few good punches to Yuki san's face and most likely giving her a black eye in the process. Yuki pulled at Matsuyo's hair, the ripping sound of it made [y/n] flinch, feeling the very pain as though it were done to them. But Matsuyo was a warrior, and didn't bother much with the pain, pulling and biting as best she could. Now normally, a person would drop what they held and stop the fight, but it was such a mesmerizing and horrible sight that [y/n] just couldn't bring themselves to stop it. It's not every day two old ladies fight with one another like pro-wrestlers. At some point, the student could have sworn they heard the John Cina music playing in the background, as Matsuyo grabbed Yuki san, picking the women up over her head and dropping her onto the ground as though she weighed less than a pebble. Within seconds, Matsuyo jumped and did a pile driver, much like the one Jyushimatsu had done yesterday. Those six really were her kids... “YEAH YOU BETTER RUN YUKI CHAN, I CALLED FIRST DIBS!” Matsuyo roared, panting heavily as Yuki san wobbled away, hissing at Matsuyo with injuries and all. Panting for a couple more minutes, Matsuyo stood up with her back straight and began to fix both her clothes and hair. Once she felt she was presentable, she reached out and wrapped her arm around [y/n]'s sending him a small smile as though that whole fight didn't happen. “Well then, let's go home, [y/n] chan?” She asked, pulling the stunned student along. Those who had been avoiding that side of the street returned, walking by without a care in the world. Was this a normal occurrence?! “... U-Um-” [Y/n] tried to ask, only to be silenced by a straight faced Matsuyo. “Don't question it.” “Y-Yes ma'am!” -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- Upon returning home, [y/n] had gotten bombarded by the brothers, each one pushing the other and trying to grab the student's attention. This was a shock to them, for they didn't expect to be asked a multitude of questions by the sextuplets as soon as they set foot indoors. Of course, mama Matsuno was there to help extinguish the situation, and with a few good smacks from her slipper, the brothers retreated like hurt puppies. The sight would have actually been hilarious, if [y/n] wasn't really all that concerned with what it was that the brothers wanted with them. In the middle of helping Matsuyo unpack the groceries and place them where they should go, the student got a surprise call from Dekapan. Matsuyo allowed the student to take the call, and yelled for one of the brothers to come down and help, only receiving groans in return. The last thing [y/n] heard was Matsuyo storming her way up the stairs and the brothers trying hard to get away from the woman before they closed the door behind them. A shiver ran down [y/n]'s spine as they remember the brawl Matsuyo got into mere hours ago, those boys had some serious balls to go against their mother like it's nothing. “Hello?” [Y/n] answered, stepping out to the front of the house. The streets seemed to be empty, and no one but a couple of cats could be seen roaming the place. Not many people seemed to come out during this time of day, then again that area wasn't really like a shopping district, so [y/n] shouldn't really expect a million people to be walking back and forth. “A-Ah, [y/n] kun.” Dekapan greeted, panting slightly as his friend began to screech in the background. This was the first time in three days that he's called, much to [y/n]'s relief. “Uncle Dekapan, are you okay?” The student asked, concern leaking through their voice. They hadn't really had the chance to spend much time with the man since they arrived in Japan, so finally hearing him since they were left at the Matsuno residence and hearing all of that commotion in the background worried him.
“Y-Yes I'm fine, I wanted to check up on you and- A-AH! Get away from that Dasu!”
Crash!
The student flinched at the sound, pulling their cellphone away from their ear. The sounds were growing, and so were the curses, hisses and growls from his uncle and whoever it was that his uncle was with. “Uncle Dekapan?” The student asked once again, eyebrows furrowed in concern as the noises in the background grew in volume. The man couldn't have been at his lab, his house had exploded and all that jazz. “I-I'm fine, just having some trouble with a... Few pets...” He answered, heaving a deep sigh. Dekapan sounded exhausted, as though he hadn't slept for hours. [Y/n] wanted to know what their Godfather was up to, what it was that had kept the man up so late, and what it was that had caused his house to blow up. When they had arrived to Japan, they had heard about the explosion. No one told them the details, and even if they asked their Godfather, they doubt the man would give them any answers.
“Anyways, t-the construction workers say that the house won't be done for another couple of months so-”
Hissss
“S-So you'll have to stay a little longer with the Matsunos.”
The hissing sound caused the student to feel alarmed, their uncle wasn't experimenting with dangerous animals, was he? Now that [y/n] thought about it, their Godfather never told them where he would be staying or where he'd be working on his science experiment. “Uncle, where are you?” The line was silent, with nothing but the sounds of banging, crashes and slight curses, until their uncle finally spoke up. “I'm at a friend's house, h-he's helping me with some... Pets...” [Y/n] was skeptical at first, but decided not to question the man. He knew what he was doing, [y/n] just hoped that the man didn't do something stupid. “O-Okay uncle, about school-” “Y-You don't have to worry about that dasu, I took care of it and they should be giving you a call soon to to let you know when you start-” The line was cut off for a moment, with nothing but soft hisses and growls being heard, until someone, or something, began to speak up. “Ugh?” A voice began, catching the student off guard. “Uh, hello?” [Y/n] asked, raising a brow in confusion. They could hear the sound of whoever or whatever was on the other line, grunting for a bit, before continuing that strange way of speaking.
“Urgh, ugh!”
The student didn't really know what to say or how to react, just who was it that was calling? With a shrug, [y/n] just thought the best thing to do was to just talk. “Er, hello. I'm [y/n]...?” The person on the other line did not say a word for a while, his uncle could be heard telling something or someone to stop, that the slime was getting everywhere. 'Slime?' The student thought, face scrunching up in confusion. There was another man's voice screaming in a rather annoying way, along with other hisses and growls, until finally the person spoke up again. “Urgh... Ugh uhhgh...” They said, before another sound followed. The receiver began to sound as though someone was rubbing something against it. Sort of like when a cat rubbed up against a microphone, their fur brushing up and down against it. 'Is something... Purring?' [Y/n] thought, finding it kind of cute as the person, or creature, continued to purr and coo into the phone. [Y/n], being an animal lover, let out a soft chuckle, talking to whatever little creature was on the other line for a couple more minutes. This seemed to please said creature, for it began to rub itself more against the phone and let out its small grunt. Their chat, however, did not last for long, for the phone was taken away from the creature as their Godfather spoke again. “[Y-Y/n] kun, I-I'll call you back!” He said frantically, letting out a soft yelp of pain as though he were hurt by something. “But, uncle-”
“I'LL CALL YOU BACK! DAYOON STOP THE-”
With that, the call ended with a soft click, leaving the student standing there with a confused expression on their face. Just what was theri uncle doing? Was he experimenting with some sort of cat? Was that why the student heard the small creature purring into the phone? Whatever animal it was, they wanted to meet it. Heaving a sigh, the [h/c] haired student pocketed their phone and lifted their head, gazing up at the beautiful, light pink sky above them. How did things turn out this way? One minute they were in high school with all of their friends, enjoying teenagehood, and the next they grew up and got accepted into a university in Japan. When [y/n]'s friends had heard the news, they went absolutely ballistic, wanting to be in their shoes and go study abroad in Japan. [Y/n] didn't realize they had a lot of Otaku friends, then again they themselves liked a couple of the Animes and the Mangas, but they were in no way as big of a fan as their friends. A soft hum escaped their lips, as the ends of it curled up into a smile. Japan wasn't so bad, it wasn't a dream but it wasn't as bad as they had first assumed it to be. They were sure they'd be stuck indoors until they started school, and would have little to no friends excluding their uncle. And yet here they were, living in a house with 8 other people, 6 of them being around the same age and never making it a dull moment. With one last glance at the passing clouds, [y/n] turned on their heels and began to make their way into the house, soft smile gracing their features. They wondered what will happen tomorrow, or even the rest of the day. Would it be as exciting as it had been these past three days? They sort of hoped so, they wanted to get to know the brothers a little more, maybe even hang out and go places and whatnot. Although, they could do without the brothers fighting all the time. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- The tension in the air grew, as the brother sent each other a glare. The straw trick... That did not work. The winner had been Karamatsu, but Ichimatsu wasn't having any of it. Of course, the other bothers had to do something to stop the fourth brother from killing Karamatsu. Choromatsu tried to get them all to calm down, but of course they were having none of it. The rivalry, the desperation to be the first out of all of them to get a lover, to lose their virginity, was strong. “Okay, new deal,” Osomatsu began, as he and his brothers at in a circle upon their futon, each one dressed in their pajamas. “It's every man for himself!” “Yeah!” The others cheered, an expression of determination on their faces. “No!” Choromatsu screeched, slamming his open palms onto the futon. “You'll all make [y/n] uncomfortable. We need to give them some time, if we all gathered around them like panting dogs, it'll make them wanna leave and never come back!” The others just stared at Choromatsu, until Osomatsu heaved a sigh. Crossing his arms over his chest, the elder Matsuno just shook his head and gave his brother a disappointed look. “I'm serious, you saw how nervouse [y/n] was around us after they came back from shopping with mom, we need to handle this like adults and not some horny teenage-” “Choromatsu nii-san just wants to be with [y/n] and is trying to get rid of us!” Todomatsu exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at his brother. The others turned to Choromatsu with a look of deep hatred in their eyes. There Todomatsu went again, trying to lay the blame on someone else. But Choromatsu wasn't having any of it. “That's not true Todomatsu and you know it!” The green lima bean exclaimed, sending the youngest a glare. Not today Todomatsu, not today. Todomatsu just huffed and crossed his arms, pouting like a child as he looked away from his brother. They couldn't use the whole name-calling trick again, Choromatsu was becoming immune to it and it wasn't funny any more. “Then what should we do?” He asked, genuinely curious as to what his brother had to say. A sigh escaped Choromatsu, as he lifted a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. He understood their desperation, especially since [y/n] was a kind, amazing person. But they shouldn't act so rash, especially since the student didn't seem to want to push them away or hate them, if they did anything to offend or annoy the student, they'll want to leave. “Give [y/n] some time, I mean, there's no reason to be around them all the time-” Choromatsu was once again interrupted by his brother, causing a vein to throb in his forehead in annoyance. “I'll invite them to Pachinko!” Osomatsu exclaimed, nodding to himself in determination. He had a feeling that gambling together, they'd grow closer. And the closer the two grew, no doubt will they start to date. As the eldest, he needed to show his younger brothers how to woo someone, and that he was capable of getting a lover before any of them, Todomatsu just rolled his eyes at his eldest brother. “Osomatsu nii-san, we've been through this, [y/n] isn't like you.” He grumbled, knowing that [y/n] wouldn't want to go gambling. [Y/n] was classy, and they liked better things like coffee, studying, and good fashion, that's what made Todomatsu like the student. “Heh, I can take my Karamatsu angel to-” Karamatsu began, only to be interrupted by Jyushimatsu. “Whoo1 We can play baseball!” The yellow jellybean exclaimed, hopping up from his spot and waving his arms around. The others watched him silently as he began to wave his arms in a whooshing motion, as though he were swinging a baseball bat. Ichimatsu let out a soft grunt, before glancing down at his lap. “...[Y/n] could like the neighbourhood cats...” He muttered, a light pink dusting his cheeks as he thought about it. He had learned about the student's love towards animals when he saw [y/n] cuddling the nearby cats outside of the Matsuno residence, and the sight of it was kind of cute to the fourth Matsuno. “ALRIGHT!” Choromatsu exclaimed, clapping his hands together and gathering his brother's attention. They all turned to him, keeping their mouths shut and waiting patiently for once, knowing that maybe Choromatsu had a good idea to help them out with [y/n]. “We'll do this, none of us spends time alone with [y/n], we each have to have someone else with us when we hang out with [y/n].” Todomatsu raised a brow at his brother. “Why?” “Because sly-matsu, if you're alone with them who knows what you'll do.” Ichimatsu responded, keeping his gaze on his younger brother. Todomatsu frowned and turned to Ichimatsu, he was really starting to get sick and tired of being called that. Maybe this was how Choromatsu felt, then again Choromatsu felt a lot of things that fapping jerk. “Stop calling me that, Ichimatsu nii-san!” The young Matsuno growled, only receiving Ichimatsu's blank look. “...” The fourth brother didn't say a word, just staring down the youngest with little effort. His face, however, changed as a smile danced on his lips, his sharp teeth poking out. Oh, Todomatsu didn't like being called sly? “...Sly-thinks-he's-cute-weak-girly-matsu.” “Stop it!” Todomatsu screeched. Before anyone could blink, the youngest Matsuno stood from his seat and pounced on his brother. The two ended up in a brawl, punching, kicking and biting one another while throwing curses every now and then. Todomatsu did everything he could to keep his brother from harming his face, and Ichimatsu was yowling like a cat ready to kill. This was new, actually, for those two brothers in specific almost never got into a fight with one another. It was almost always the elders or Jyushimatsu, but Todomatsu never attacked nor was the one to be attacked. It could be because he was the youngest, or because he was most likely the most feminine one out of the six, it made the brothers feel bad to hurt him. Ichimatsu, however, didn't seem to feel that sort of way towards the youngest. “Todomatsu! Stop it!” Choromatsu hissed, hopping out of the way just in time as the two brothers rolled towards him. They seemed to care little about those around them, too busy wanting to harm each other. The two brothers neared the eldest, and just as Osomatsu was trying to stop their brawl, Ichimatsu gave a swift kick, which was avoided by the youngest who moved just in time for the kick to land on Osomatsu's face. “Ow! Watch it!” He growled, before jumping into the fight. They rolled around and began to throw the futon to the side, ignoring their brothers' cries to stop while the three cursed and tried to hurt the other. Osomatsu did try to pull them apart, being careful not to hurt his younger brothers, but the two were intent on hurting both the eldest and one another. While they rolled, Todomatsu landed next to Jyushimatsu, pushing him to the side harshly before jumping back into the fight between Osomatsu and Ichimatsu. “Hey!” Jyushimatsu exclaimed, taking a step back before jumping into the pile of his fighting brothers. “Pile driver!” As he landed, he began to grab both Ichimatsu and Osomatsu, only to have the two struggle against his hole and try to push him off, with Todomatsu pulling their hair and biting as hard as he could. Karamatsu watched them from afar, posing and placing on his sunglasses. “My brothers, we must- Ack!” His speech was cut short when Ichimatsu made a quick grab at Karamatsu and dragged him into the fight. “You idiots! It's late! You shouldn't be-” Choromatsu roared, only to be grabbed and dragged into the fight by none other than Osomatsu himself. The fight continued, with the brothers all arguing over the tiniest things, and turning the room into a wrestling ring. The futon was thrown to the side, their pillows were everywhere and everything is was flung around.
Crash!
Bang!
“You little!-” “Sly matsu sly matsu sly matsu!” “Shut up! Ichimatsu nii-san!” It didn't take long until the lights downstairs turned on, and a pair of angry footsteps began to storm their way up the stairs.“NEETS! GO TO SLEEP ALREADY!” Matsuyo roared, only to be ignored and told to go away. This of course, didn't sit well with the elder woman, as she opened the bedroom door with a slam and stormed inside. The last thing that was heard was her scolding, with the brothers all whining and cursing in pain, no doubt getting hit by the elder woman with her slipper of death. “...Must be nice to be that close with your brothers...” [Y/n] muttered from their bed, glancing up at the ceiling with a small smile. The brothers seemed to always find something to fight about, yet it never sounded vicious. Memories of [y/n] with their own younger brother flooded into their mind, making them feel a little lonely the more they thought about them. Heaving a soft sigh as the noises began to die down, [y/n] turned to their side and nuzzled their cheek into their soft pillow. Whatever it was that the brothers were fighting about, [y/n] hoped they would figure some sort of compromise soon.