Dango started off his day on the wrong side of the bed.

In a literal and incredibly unfortunate way.

Dango's parent tended to be overly-enthusiastic in the mornings, usually scaring Dango witless. On this particular day, he was lying down rather close to the edge and flung himself backwards into the crevice between the bed and the wall. "Heh!?" Dango yelped as he dropped down to the floor beneath the bed. *That hurt....* He thought as he rolled out towards the old man's feet. "W-Why are you sho lo-ud i-in the m-morningsh...?" Dango asked as he rubbed his head.

"The pain is your brain tearing away the drowsiness!" Dango really didn't understand what he meant half the time when he said things like that, but he just goes with it anyways. "What-t e-ever," he said as he pulled on his clothes and helmet. After hastily grabbing a light breakfast, Dango tripped down the stairs and somehow landed on his feet as he stumbled towards the door. Finally regaining his balance, he was given a brief "Good-luck!" as he left through the front of the dango store.

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Despite having tripped over many pebbles on the way over, Dango made decent speed through the relatively clear streets. Of course, he was still quite a hazard to people walking next to him, but he tried to stay out of their way. Dango was not any more graceful than he was before he walked into the Academy(though, he did slow down), nor when he tried to enter the meeting room; he saw a girl enter the room he was supposed to go to and, suddenly excited at the prospect of meeting his squadmates, Dango sped up towards the room, eventually reaching a run. However, when he tried to go in, Dango somehow managed to trip on the doorframe....

"Hi every-- whoopsh--" Dango said in greeting, before flying right past the girl and faceplanting into a flip. After landing hard onto his back, he dizzily looked up at the girl and his new teacher before apologizing out of habit. "U-uhm, shorry." he said in a quiet voice as he sat up.