Suns up pants down
“Where the fuck is it?” Miu frantically throws clothes all over her floor in search of something very essential to her wardrobe. This piece was critical to complete her outfit for her date night with Kaede, with any luck she’d get to see it later on in the night.
In a frustrated huff, she decided to just join the others in the dining room as they do every morning, but today, she wasn’t messing around.
“Which one of you perverts took my panties?” Miu burst into the room, everyone there immediately stopped to look over at her.
Shuichi spit out his off brand ginger ale right into Kiibo’s face, causing him to short circuit for a second.
Upon the announcement, Tenko immediately stood up and grabbed Gonta, holding him up above her head with one hand, “Admit it, or this man gets it!”
Gonta yelled out in terror, “Let me down, Gonta didn’t do it! I don’t even know what you’re talking about!”
“Everyone, let’s please try and calm down,” Kirumi attempted to convince Tenko to let the man down from the air, “We shouldn’t be so quick to act out.”
“So what exactly happened, Miu?” Shuichi finally asked, hoping he could help her solve her…situation. “Maybe you can start by putting on some more clothes.”
He pointed out the fact that she walked in only wearing a long shirt and no shoes, “We might be able to think more rationally when you’re fully dressed.”
“What a man thing to say!” Tenko snapped at him, “Don’t you realize the stakes we’re in? Leave Miu alone.”
“Seriously, Shuichi, you act like Miu ever gets fully clothed,” Rantaro chuckles to himself, “But I only hear you complaining about that. What are you, gay?”
“Did someone mention gay men?” Tsumugi pops her head up from her journal that she had been frantically writing in just moments prior.
Shuichi scoffed, “I’m not gay, I just think not everyone needs to see…everything.”
“Weewoo weewoo who called the modesty police? Take it down a notch, Shuichi, we women worked too damn hard to be able to dress as slutty as we want!” Miu rolled her eyes at the wannabe detective, “Now I’m not gonna ask again, which one of you fuckers took my panties?”
Ryoma tilted his head to the side, “Now what makes you think someone took them? How do you know you didn’t just…misplace them?”
“Well if you MUST know, they’re a part of a new invention I’m working on, something that’ll make shooting porn so much easier!” Miu started to drool a bit at the idea before shaking her head and snapping back to reality, “So then, if the culprit won’t fess up it seems you all will need to prove to me you don’t have them.”
“And how exactly do you plan on doing that?” Kiibo spoke up.
Miu smirked, a dastardly look in her eye, “Every one of you men line up in front of me. Then one by one,” She giggled, “Drop trou!”
“What kind of a stupid plan is that?” Kokichi laughed to himself, “Plus Miu, have you even noticed that two of the boys are missing? Seems to me like they must be the most suspicious.”
“Shit, whatever, I’ll track them down later if it’s none of you bitches.”
Kaito pulls a strand of hair out of his mouth as he continues to kiss Maki. Placing a hand on her boob and moving the other one closer to her skirt.
Maki pulls away for a minute, “I’m sorry, I’m…on my period.”
“Ok,” he rolls his eyes back and leans in for another kiss, his mouth hanging open.
“I’m cramping too hard today, and it’s day two, so it’s a no go.”
“I thought today was Wednesday, but ok.”
Maki groans at his responses, “Just, get me some Ghirardelli dark chocolate with raspberry.”
“Yes ma’am,” Kaito gets up, scratching his ass and pulling up his drawers, “Do you wanna come?” He laughed to himself, “Not like I have a problem with helping you-”
“Shut up,” Maki slowly got up after him, smacking his ass as they walked out the door.
They joined everyone else in the dining room to find Shuichi with his pants pulled down in front of Miu.
“Woah dude! I thought you were gay!” Kaito remarks.
Shuichi’s face turns bright red and quickly pulls his pants back up, “It’s not what it looks like, I swear!”
“Fuck this,” Maki started to turn back around before Kaito stopped her.
“What’s her problem?” Kokichi snarkily responded to her actions.
“I’m on my period, wouldn’t you like to know? And frankly, I don’t have the energy to deal with this.”
“Um I think she means, WE’RE on OUR period,” Kaito proudly states, “Whatever she does, I do.” He turns to Maki and winks.
Maki rolls her eyes, “Babe, that’s a little unnecessary but thank you.”
“Gonta’s turn now?” Gonta says as he lets his pants fall to the ground.
“Dude what the fuck? Where’s your underwear?” Kiibo asks in shock as he stares at the monster staring back at him.
“Holy fuck he’s bigger than me,” Rantaro said under his breath, looking down at Gonta’s hog.
“Gonta doesn’t get it, did Gonta do something wrong?”
Tsumugi pulls her journal down, it now showing her eyes as she glanced down to take in the view, “Oh no you did something VERY right…”
Miu closed her jaw dropped mouth, “That’s gotta be like 12 inches holy fuck! How do you even walk with that thing?”
“Do you use two hands when you jerk off?” Kaito asked in amazement, using his hands to try and visualize it.
“Duh,” Gonta pulled up his pants, “Do you only have to use one?” He laughed to himself.
Suddenly the stench of bad pot wafted into the room as everyone knew Kiyo and Angie would be arriving shortly.
They slowly walk into the room, trying to hide the fact that they were already high by 10 in the morning. “What’s going on?” Angie looked around the room at everyone.
“Apparently we’re dropping our pants,” Kaito undoes his belt, his pants falling to the floor.
“Pull those up!” Maki yells at him, embarrassed at her boyfriend’s actions.
“What? I think my ass looks good today,”
“Not everyone needs to see your galaxy print boxers, baby.” Under her breath she adds, “Only I should be able to see them.”
“No I think they look good, Kaito,” Shuichi chimed in, trying to compliment his friend.
“See! I knew you were gay!” He pulls up his pants.
“No one told me there was going to be a group orgy today!” Angie clapped her hands together.
“Where were you guys last night, we had a blast,” Korekiyo chimed in.
Rantaro stepped up to Miu, “Alright, I guess I’m next in line.” He began to undo his belt, struggling to grasp the buckle with all the rings on his fingers. “God it’s so hard to be in touch with my feminine side,” he muttered under his breath.
Finally undoing it, his pants fell in a heap around his legs.
“You motherfucker!” Miu lashed out at him. “That’s my thong!”