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[The PCD turns on as it finishes clattering to the cement floor of Kakashi's bedroom. It wobbles a little and lands facing up at the ceiling, the edge of Kakashi's bed in view. A moment later, a small face, pudgy, roundish, rosy-cheeks, unblemished skin, and a pair of matching dark eyes peer over the edge of the bed. His nose and mouth are hidden by the edge of the bed, but the gray hair is a pretty good indicator of who it is, despite the sudden differences in appearances. Kakashi is mentally and physically three years old.]
Oopsie.
I broke it?
Dadda's gonna be not happy. [There's a certain familiar playful smile in those eyes, like someone knows he's in trouble and yet isn't~]
Oopsie.
I broke it?
Dadda's gonna be not happy. [There's a certain familiar playful smile in those eyes, like someone knows he's in trouble and yet isn't~]
