fandomhigh | Fandom High School Host Club, Sunday Afternoon, March 09

When the various hosts arrived for Host Club today, they might notice that Reno was pacing around the music room, his arms crossed, an eyebrow raised. Tamaki was nowhere in sight.

This proved problematic, so far as princely duties were concerned.

"I'm sure as heck not callin' myself the Host Club King," Reno mumbled, looking around the room. He'd pulled out a couple of tables, some chairs, and made a halfhearted attempt at making the flowers that had been out two weeks ago look... semi-presentable. Reno wasn't so great with flowers, really.

There was no tea in sight. What Reno had smuggled into the room in a coke bottle, there, may or may not be alcoholic. It was difficult to say, really.

What was important to note, here, was that he was making at least a bit of an attempt to do Tamaki's club at least a little justice, here.

[OOC: I seem to have inherited a Host Club! Sorry this is up semi-late, DST and a Sweeney Todd poster managed to break my schedule. As usual, the Host Club is open for anyone to drop in and enjoy!]

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"Shiva knows they gotta be taught," Reno agreed, looking out over the room, clearly bemused. "So much more to bein' a man than sittin' pretty, sippin' tea, and talkin', after all."

"Damn straight," Barney nodded. "Let's introduce these boys to scotch and cigars and really good pornography!"

"Hell yeah," Reno grinned. "And never hurts to have a group of men at your disposal for things like comin' up with ways of tormentin' Princess Ron, neither."

"You mean tiny Princess Ron," Barney said, laughing. "He'd make such a good mate for a hamster."

"You know, I was tellin' him how disappointed I was that I forgot the hamster ball. He didn't seem to like that idea. Guy's a real bad sport, yo."

Reno didn't seem terribly disappointed, really.

"It could be a benefit to be that small for a limited period of time," Barney said thoughtfully. "He just wasn't thinking of the positive side of his situation."

"Tiny Princess Ron. Eternal pessimist." Reno laughed and smirked at Barney. "Sold my last four of those items to Tink. Figured she could come up with some kinda creative use for 'em."

"Ms. Bell, eh?" Barney quirked a dirty grin. "Good sell." It seemed Tink had been thinking along similar lines to the Barnacle.

"Let me know when you need more, yo." Note, not 'if.' 'When.' "I got connections back home. One of the perks of the job."

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