Eighteen: In Which Klaus Trains His Adorable Gaggle Of Children To Be Ruthless Hunters

[myblimpisbigger]

[Later in the afternoon on Easter Sunday, after family time is over (whether that's church or just loafing around with chocolate bunnies), residents may notice a group of very tiny people scuttling frantically around Mayfield's park (which is where everything seems to happen, I mean, really). This is Klaus's kindergarten class, or at least, the members of said class whose parents said they could participate in this afternoon's egg hunt.

What. Don't look at him like that. These are tiny, adorable children, even if they are drones. Do you know how difficult it is to resist that many puppy dog stares? It is very very difficult. Which is why he and Hiccup have already been out here for about half an hour, hiding chocolate eggs all over a specific perimeter. And now those eggs are falling prey to the pack of mighty hunters that is Klaus's gaggle of tiny adorable children. He is so proud of them.

Are you one of these tiny adorable children (come on, we must have some kids between three and six out there)? Are you a parent of one of said children? Do you just want to stop by to see what all the fuss is about? Feel free! There may even be left over chocolate and candy for those of you that haven't already gotten your Easter fix at home.]

{ooc: This post is open to everyone, not just any characters who happen to be Kindergarten age (though characters that are are strongly encouraged to tag in because a class of all drones would just be sad)! Feel free to stop by, watch the fun, play with the kids, or just converse with Klaus and/or Hiccup.}

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[worstvikingever]

[He has just finished hiding the eggs and now he's standing, watching the kids, a couple of them hanging onto his legs. He's trying to stay balanced with his one fake leg.]

I can't believe I'm doing this.

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[Aw, but Hiccup, the kids love you so! You're so ~cool~ and ~mature~ and easy to beat at tag! Also, unlike your dad, your legs are skinny enough that they can get a really good grip on them.]

Oh? And what do you find so unbelievable about it?

[worstvikingever]

[He'd be constantly humiliated by the fact that he can't win at tag except the kids are just so darn cute he can't possibly be angry. Hiccup shrugs.]

I dunno, I just... hiding chocolate eggs? How is that a tradition?

[hontobakabaka.livejournal.com]

[Ruri stands near the edge of the perimeter, peering around a bit]

"Hrm...."

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[Hey, Ruri! Have a little drone girl with pigtails and freckles scampering up to you, apparently intent on showing you the eggs she has thus far collected.]



[There is all of one tiny foil-wrapped egg in her basket. SHE IS SO PROUD. Wat do?]

[hontobakabaka.livejournal.com]

[She nods]

"Try looking under that bush there, and given the ambient light, at the base of the tree over there."

[She tilts her head and peers over the field again]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[Shana watches this with wry amusement.]

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[Oh! It's the girl he met the night before. Clearly she has come to be impressed by his mighty hunters.]

Hello. Shana, was it?

[One of the younger, shyer children is hiding behind his leg and peering at Shana curiously. This is new person and therefore intriguing!]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

That's me, yeah.

[She looks at the drone kid curiously]

Who are these kids?

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

[This is something different, so Kira's found her way down to sketch. She hasn't noticed Hiccup yet, though she knows him, and is just sitting at a bench drawing the kids egg-hunt. Either is more than welcome to bother her.]

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[It may be difficult to sketch the kids' egg-hunt, considering they are all tiny children hopped up on sugar and the promise of even more later. It's hard to draw what you can probably barely see.]

Very impressive. Do you take lessons?

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

[Yet she's managing. She's drawn motorcycles at full racing speeds, too. It's one of her strange knacks. She blinks and looks at Klaus before smiling.]

Mostly self-trained, though my Father-in-law is paying for my college.

[ooeeooahah]

[ Taking the long way home from church, Ilsa stops to watch the children in the park, and is only slightly suspicious of the HULKING HUGE MAN LOOMING OVER THEM... ]

[ Oh, hey - the kid she met from the other day is there, and seems to be okay with the Very Intimidating Gentleman who is... benevolently smiling over the children's activity? ]

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[Oh, come on now. Not every big scary man looming over tiny children has Terrible Intentions. This one is perfectly benevolent, okay?]



May I point out that that one was already in your basket, Janice, and cannot be 're-found'.

[The tiny drone girl seems utterly unfazed.]



Unfortunately, yes, it is. Might I suggest you look under that bench over there instead?

[See? TOTALLY BENEVOLENT. TOTALLY.]

[ooeeooahah]

[ The interaction is noted and filed away, and her alarm signals regarding him fade marginally. ]

[ She turns her attention to tracking so many children. Her societal rules nag her as she tries to count how many adults are watching out for them. ]

[ When the little girl finally finds the egg under the bench, she coughs quietly and murmurs, ]

Look in the daffodils.

[ She's still keeping an eye on you, Mr Wulfenbach. ]

[kindlichekaiser.livejournal.com]

[What is this she doesn't even.

She stares at the basket a drone thrusted into her hands.

She looks at the drone children.

She looks to Klaus.

Her expression clearly reads 'I'm so confused' and 'halp']

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[a-awh tiniest confused Empress

He hasn't seen you in forever, young lady, where have you been?]

I assume you hadn't heard of this tradition before now either?

[kindlichekaiser.livejournal.com]

[Out making friends with serial killers and talking God with an angel, how about you?]

No. There aren't any holidays or festivals or anything like that in Fantasia. So I never really know what's going on until Tsuna or someone else tells me.

[She holds up the basket to him, as if hoping he'll offer an explanation ] Is this a 'basket and egg' festival?

[madeofstoic.livejournal.com]

[ Sir why are you watching over a gang of drone children this is not Castle Wulfenbach.

Here have a passing Airman give you a nod. ] Sir.

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[Higgs, do you really think you can just nod and walk away, simple as pie? Oh no! Have a tiny drone boy of about four years old launching himself at you and attaching himself firmly to your leg.]



[And Klaus will just stand here, being entirely too amused for his own good.]

[madeofstoic.livejournal.com]

[ OH GOD DRONE CHILDREN WHAT IS THIS. He's just going to look up at his hat awkwardly. ]

...Um. Think it's a bit big for you, kid.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

[This looks and smells like heresy chocolate. Cain is watching your odd ways or something, Klaus.]

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[There is nothing 'odd' about taking one's class of adorable drone kids to the park for an Easter egg hunt after they begged and begged for one, okay. That's just being nice.

If anything, he thinks the random dude just standing there watching the kids is the one who's being odd. Just sayin'.]

Excuse me?

[tiktoktibenoch.livejournal.com]

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[Ples. You are about to learn what happens to prey that wanders stupidly into the middle of a group of RAVENOUS MIGHTY HUNTERS. Look at them. They're sizing you up. They're slavering. THEY'RE INSAAAANE and they want blood! The delicious chocolately blood that runs through the veins of the egg you carry!

TL;DR? Enjoy being dogpiled. The last thing you see before the world becomes a mass of flailing limbs and grubby hands is Klaus, looking at you with a mix of amusement and horror.

Wat do?]