[h2][color=ed1c24]Fuma[/color] - Home's Streets[/h2]

The young man had stepped onto the pavement and began making his way towards the smell of beef. It spoke leaps and bounds to him, the lonely nights on the devil's road slicing away yuurei and other demons had yielded trials but had also yielded delicious food. Many of them had stolen from the good people of Japan and Fuma felt that it would be just if he ate what they had stolen, as a symbolic way of revenge. Of course, there wasn't any real reason to do this except feel the satisfaction of serving justice and eating but it made Fuma feel slightly happier. As he rounded the front gate of Hanawa and began walking along he heard something call out his name. Turning around and seeing the little youkai run up to him Fuma smiled gently and knelt down to see the cat run up to him. He liked the little one as he was unknowingly setting an example for all other youkai that human and youkai alike could exist in peace. It was what the Getsu clan's true goal was however on the outside they never showed it. 

[color=ed1c24]"Good morning to you, Jibanyan-kun. You're awful happy today!"[/color] The man said gently as the cat youkai rummaged around in his bag. Fuma was legitimately surprised to see him procure a handful of seeds, he had been searching for some near the forest's edge but had never really had any success finding any. Fuma analyzed them for a bit, looking intently at their color, size and then it hit him. The pure nostalgia of this fruit made him smile, it wasn't a normal smile however it was a smile of pure gratitude. If his hunch was right the cat had found Fuma's favorite childhood food! [color=ed1c24]"Ah! What a wonderful find! I believe these are melon seeds, and they're in great quality too!"[/color] Fuma was to say the least very impressed, and with a glint in his eye took another glance at the seeds. His hunch was indeed correct.

[color=ed1c24]"Ah these'd go wonderful in my garden. As a bonus as well all the people in Home could have acsess to such a tasty and nutiritous fruit! You mind if I take some and plant them?"[/color] He closed his eyes getting caught up in the moment when his thoughts came back to him. [color=ed1c24]"Say Jinbanyan-kun, do you smell any beef? That's what got me out of bed this morning and I was wondering if you knew anything about it?"[/color] The smell of beef still hung strong in the air.

[h2][color=f26522]Gutsman[/color] - The Taco Stand and the Fallen Pridemoore[/h2]

Quickening his walk to a jog Gutsman's feet made small quakes as he ran down to the Taco Stand. He jumped over a fence and as he landed he made a small quake. Quickly he looked around and spotted the Sheriff staring at something on the ground. As he was about to make his way over to the Sheriff he noticed that the fence he had jumped over had been cracked and broken. Embarrassed he quickly [b][i]smashed the rest of the fence into pieces[/i][/b] and began collecting them together. Finally he opened his mouth with a little creak and [b]devoured[/b] the rest of the fence pieces they hit his compactor with a [b][i]CLUNK![/i][/b] He then patted his stomach, [color=f26522]"I love the taste of plywood in the morning."[/color] He walked on over to the Taco Stand and noticed the Sheriff was staring at something, he tipped his helmet and said, [color=f26522]"Well howdy there sheriff, I'll fix the fence later, great weather we're having aren't we and-"[/color]

Gutsman looked down and saw the King who had nailed such a great invitation to his door earlier that same day in a pool of red liquid, [b][color=f26522]"-HOLY SMOKES!"[/color][/b] Gutsman quickly knelt down next to the poor king and ripped his cape off the nail. He shook the king powerfully, making his arm clink and clang as he did. No response, Gutsman then laid the King down and opened his mouth wide and began doing CPR. He blew in and out and the King's chest never rose up, but why? This should've been working, Pridemoore should've been up and running all hunky dory and king like. But then Gutsman came to the terrifying realization, in order for CPR to work their needed to be air breathed into the lungs via lungs. Gutsman, was a robot- [i]He didn't have lungs.[/i]

Gutsman had been bested and slowly went over to the Taco Stand, grabbed a Taco and began to eat it. [b][i]Man what a bad day.[/i][/b]