[Don't they know it. They all share the same father, after all...
But this seems like such an easy fix to a tricky problem: a Hiyori for every Yato. Hmm. Sounds like a children's book almost. Maybe they could make it into one and earn some money on the side--
Nope, gotta deal with the issue at hand - i.e. the gaggle of Yatos hoisting their beloved human above their heads, tossing her lightly and cheering her name as they start to carry her to the bathroom. The only hesitant one of the group being Mr. Military, though his protests fall on deaf ears; they're too full of excitement (and love) to heed his warnings.
Meanwhile Yato himself struggles to extricate himself from the grasp of... well, himself. Selves. Whatever! Point is, he's fighting like hell, but it's two against one. Suddenly this really sucks major ass.]
Lemme go, you halfwit fakes! And let Hiyori go, too! You can't just do what you want with her, damn it! She's her own person!
[The chants of "Hiyori! Hiyori!" only get louder to drown him out as they turn to march her towards the mirror.
Except their path is abruptly blocked by the blond Yato emerging from the bathroom, who whips a slipper across the faces of the first two holding Hiyori, flooring them instantly.]
Would you guys knock it off?! Put Hiyori down right now! And stop yelling! You're too loud!
[Blond!Yato catches Hiyori in his arms as she slides forward out of the other two Yatos' grips when they gently set her down. Back in her bedroom, the final two Yato clones release their hold on the original, who, after smacking the pair on the back of their heads, stomps forward. The Yatos on the floor get unceremoniously stepped on, then he's there beside Hiyori again, holding her around the shoulders protectively.]
New rule! Anyone who badgers Hiyori gets chucked back in the mirror, got it?!
YUMMY MALLOW [ O3O]
But this seems like such an easy fix to a tricky problem: a Hiyori for every Yato. Hmm. Sounds like a children's book almost. Maybe they could make it into one and earn some money on the side--
Nope, gotta deal with the issue at hand - i.e. the gaggle of Yatos hoisting their beloved human above their heads, tossing her lightly and cheering her name as they start to carry her to the bathroom. The only hesitant one of the group being Mr. Military, though his protests fall on deaf ears; they're too full of excitement (and love) to heed his warnings.
Meanwhile Yato himself struggles to extricate himself from the grasp of... well, himself. Selves. Whatever! Point is, he's fighting like hell, but it's two against one. Suddenly this really sucks major ass.]
Lemme go, you halfwit fakes! And let Hiyori go, too! You can't just do what you want with her, damn it! She's her own person!
[The chants of "Hiyori! Hiyori!" only get louder to drown him out as they turn to march her towards the mirror.
Except their path is abruptly blocked by the blond Yato emerging from the bathroom, who whips a slipper across the faces of the first two holding Hiyori, flooring them instantly.]
Would you guys knock it off?! Put Hiyori down right now! And stop yelling! You're too loud!
[Blond!Yato catches Hiyori in his arms as she slides forward out of the other two Yatos' grips when they gently set her down. Back in her bedroom, the final two Yato clones release their hold on the original, who, after smacking the pair on the back of their heads, stomps forward. The Yatos on the floor get unceremoniously stepped on, then he's there beside Hiyori again, holding her around the shoulders protectively.]
New rule! Anyone who badgers Hiyori gets chucked back in the mirror, got it?!