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[not_mafia]

[So Tsuna ended up getting his Motorbike for Christmas. However, as he had nowhere he really particularly needed to go with it, it just sat in front of the house, unused.

Until today.

Today?

Tsuna was tearing through the town on his motorbike, going at ridiculous speeds and caring nothing for the townspeople in his way. They cried in alarm as he came barreling towards them and moved out of the way, some people having to go so far as to leap to get away in the nick of time. And once he was done making a playground of the city, he went at full speed up to the castle, throwing his bike up into a wheelie once he got close enough, throwing waves of snow up into the air everywhere he goes.

And then, a flame ignites on his head as he takes a hand off the handlebars, letting out a blast of flame on the ground as he uses the power to ride up on the side of the castle and right over the main doors. Finally, it lands hard on the ground and he does a tight turn, doing a donut before stopping, and the fire on his head dies away.

He gives a grin and wipes the snow off his face, very satisfied with his performance, and opens his journal up to dictate into it.]

Hey, Paradisa! I got a pretty sweet ride for Christmas. If you come outside, you just might get a sneak peek of what I'll be doing for the feast.

Or we could race. If any of you want to eat snow, that is!

[Soooooo.

Tsuna's having a pretty good day, apparently.]

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[pocketmage]

[ Oh, this was gonna be great!

After his little lounging-about stint in the Lobby, he had gone outside and hidden in the snow, intending to pelt someone exiting with some magic... but his victim had come to him- on a motorbike, that is.

When he finally stopped moving around and dictating, Genis quickly casted Fireball- the resulting ball o' fire heading straight for your back, Tsuna.

Wat do? ]

[not_mafia]

[He closes the book once he's done with it and puts it away when he notices a light reflecting against him. Confused, he looks up to see the fireball coming his way.]

Woah!

[He ducks low and the ball skims over his back, smashing into the wall behind him. He then sits up, waving off the little flame that had alighted on one of his spikes. He doesn't seem offended by the sudden attack. If anything, he seems amused.]

Looks like someone's having a little fun.

[pocketmage]

[ There's something about the moment of surprise that makes Genis laugh- and when Tsuna speaks, he stands from behind the little snowdrift, with an impish grin. ]

Well, you were just asking for it with all of those dumb tricks.

[ Actually he thought they were really cool, but he doesn't want to gush over anything. ]

[not_mafia]

Oh, please. They were totally awesome.

[As if to make a point, he does another wheelie, and stops in front of Genis before he hangs lazily off the handle.]

But I can understand if you're jealous. Not everyone can be as slick as me.

[pocketmage]

[ He rolls his eyes. ]

I'm not jealous of anything. I don't need a stupid loud machine to have fun, if you couldn't notice.

[ he taunts back, putting his hands on his hips. ]

[peacockherald]

<sub>[Vanyel and Yfandes were out riding, enjoying the crisp weather and the snow. It was nice, knowing that he did not HAVE to be out in it on a circuit, for once, and he could appreciate it. That is, until SOMEONE came barreling through at break neck speeds on a roaring monster.

Yfandes reared in not unwarranted panic, dodging to the side, and Vanyel glad he was not unseated. He frowned, watching who it was... and frowning harder when he saw it was Tsuna of all people.

Well... lesson, right?

Hey, Tsuna, guess what? As your making back for the castle, that would be lightning cracking down in front of you - close enough to make your hair sizzle (but not actually touch you, it's meant to scare).]</sub>

[not_mafia]

Woah!

[He jumps back, though he seems more startled than spooked.]

Man, I sure am feeling love from the magic users today.

[He looks around, and, oh! Guess that's where it came from. He gives a lazy wave, completely oblivious to Vanyel's upset.

That, or he does care.]

Yo, Vanyel!

[peacockherald]

Tsuna.

_{[The tone of his voice suggests he wanted to bend the man over his knee and spank him rather than have an actual conversation. Yfandes came up, looking just as displeased, ears canted back.]}

Do you have an explanation for yourself?

[not_mafia]

An explanation?

[He frowns, then, and folds his arms lazily behind his head, leaning back.]

Oh, come on. I was just having some fun. Try lightening up a bit.

[peacockherald]

Having fun is one thing, but you nearly hit dozens of people, least of all myself and Yfandes!

_{[He frowns, looking at the machine.]}

I have no idea what that contraption is, but I know it was going faster than a horse and carriage, which can kill a person easy enough.

[cyan_maid]

[Oh hey! Looks like someone's enjoying himself today.]

So you know about this feast too, Tsuna? What exactly is it about? I've never heard of it before.

[not_mafia]

[He scoffs.] What do you mean, "never heard of it before"? Everyone knows about the Feast, Jane!

[cyan_maid]

[Well that came off a little strangely.] Well I don't! Care to clue me in?

[not_mafia]

Find out from someone else! I'm busy.

[cyan_maid]

[Something of a choke and a huff.] Doing what??

[is_mafia]

[There is a pink-haired punk rocker leaning on the door, watching you with a smirk on his face. He takes a long drag on his cigarette, letting the smoke trail out of the corner of his mouth.]

Getting a little cocky, kid? Maybe you'll be the one to eat snow.

[not_mafia]

Hm? --oh, hey, Giotto!

[He grins and leans forward on his vehicle.]

Those are some pretty big words. Do you even have a motorbike?

[is_mafia]

No, and I don't need one. [He flicks his ash into the snow.] I'm too content with watching you spin out and fall flat on your face.

[not_mafia]

Jeez, weren't you watching me at all? I'm a pro at this! I could drive this in my sleep if I wanted to.

[is_mafia]

Yeah, I was watching you. Didn't see anything special, though. Just a kid too full of himself who's going to break his neck someday.

[peeta_bread]

[Peeta's surprised that Tsuna's not hovering over big sis. He backs up, but isn't able to avoid the waves of snow that hit him. He wipes the snow out of his face and watches Tsuna. He is definitely confused.]

What was that flame?

[not_mafia]

The dying will flame, of course.

dictated

[psych0p0mps]

uh ohhh
should we be worried haha

dictated

[not_mafia]

Worried that your skills won't be up to mine, maybe!

[psych0p0mps]

oho is that a challenge
are you sure
are you really sure you want to race the maid of time tsuna

[nevermind that he's acting totally different - she just assumes he's excited about his SWEET WHEELS.]