Me: Okay, you know the drill, who is up~?

Tsu-kun: I will pass

Kyoya: Hn. I'll bite you to death. I won't do it.

Me: Hayato? Takeshi? Reborn? ANYONE?!

Reborn: Shut up! *click* Or I'll shoot you!

Me: ...

Takeshi: Author-chan doesn't own KHR/Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Akira Amano does!

Me: THANK YOU~~ STORY~ START!!
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"Dame-Tsuna, wake up." Reborn said as he readied his Leon hammer ready for a Vongola Style Wake Up. Poor Tuna- I mean Tsuna having a sadistic spartan hitman as your tor-tutor. Before the hammer made contact, a hand stopped it and pushed it away.

"I would appreciate it if you didn't wake me up with a hundred-ton hammer (the weight increased) every morning. And that does not mean that you switch to a ninety-nine-ton or a hundred-and-one-ton hammer." Tsuna sighed as he looked at the time. 6:00am. Tsuna sighed and got dressed into his dress and this time put make-up because Reborn recommended (forced) him for the school fest. He made sure that Nana was asleep since he didn't want to be embarrassed and snuck downstairs. He wrote a note and took a piece of bread before leaving the house. Like usual, he was greeted by his rain and storm but in costume. Hayato added a few SFX makeup. He had a tornado on his neck. Takeshi did the same and added SFX makeup . Instead, he had a cut on his left cheek and more on his arms. They greeted each other, which of course started a one-sided argument, and made their way to school. The three were one of the first seven their. Can you guess the others? Chrome, Kyoko, Haru and Hana. The rest were on their way there. Just then, the door open revealing a girl with long wavy red hair and red compass eyes. She walked to the brunette and then talked a bit before the door opened again revealing the other student. The two girls walked back to their seats and either sat down or rested their head on the table to sleep. Of course they did the second one but was interrupted when the door slammed open. The one who did it was our favorite self proclaimed elite,... Nezu! Yay. Note the sarcasm people. Note it. Behind Nezu was the reincarnation of Satan himself,... Reborn! I bet you knew it when I typed the Satan part. EVERYONE DID! Sorry. Let carry on shall we? They walked to the front and Nezu was about to announce something.

"Okay. We have decided that we will do the cosplay cafe tomorrow and the Snow White play today. So change into the costumes." After that, Reborn smirked and said something.

"We had some professional prop makers for this play. So can the following people come to the front and collect them: Sawada Tsunayoshi; Chrome Dukuro; Yamamoto Takeshi and Enma Kozato. Thank you." The said people got up to the front and took their props out. Chrome had an actual poison apple from Bianchi. Takeshi got a hunters knife from Bel. Enma got a mirror that is see through in the head part from Shoichi and Spanner. And Tsuna got a voice manipulator from Shoichi and Spanner. They all tested it out (of course Chrome didn't since it wasn't a prop but real) and it looked awesome. Takeshi held the knife in position and sliced the air causing a little cut on the curtain. Then Enma put the mirror in front of him and only his head was visible. He even said some lines from the play. Tsuna put the voice manipulator around his neck like a choker necklace and spoke. His voice was heavenly and some guys almost fainted from blood loss. They said it was perfect and then they all went to get changed into costume.

Time Skip (wow been ages since I done one of these)

They were now back stage, getting ready for the play. They were practicing their lines, sorting out their costumes more, practicing their voice, acting and actions. All of them were doing something. Apart from our favorite group. They were relaxed and just taking about it. They had no nerves whatsoever. The class was jealous because they were still nervous and rehearsing. They decided that since they were okay, they were too. And so, no one was nervous anymore. They practiced one more just to be sure and they took deep breaths. The curtains rises. So,... let's get to the play then...