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the thuds made by the boisterous rocket could be heard from the front porch. he had just gotten home from running around and was excited to tell zuka all that he had done. from blasting missiles to the other playgrounders to the havoc he had wreaked in the park, he couldn’t stop himself from giggling at the thought of his dad’s expressions.
the front door bursted open, where he would soon enter the living room. his eyes lit up upon seeing not just his dad, but his best friend as well. sword stood next to zuka in the kitchen, the two seemingly doing a task. rocket took a peek at the gap between them and saw the sandwich at the counter.
he grinned at the thought of another person to share his stories with. they even made sandwiches! the afternoon couldn’t get any better than this. the young demon immediately made a beeline towards them, tapping on their shoulders with his index finger. when they didn’t move a single inch, he poked on their shoulders for a second time.
“do you feel that?” zuka grunted, and sword merely shrugs.
“dunno. i did hear a bit of thumping though…”
at this point, rocket was a bit confused. whenever he came home, he would always get scolded for his unruly behavior. he refused to open and close the doors gently, something he would always get a lecture for. why are they acting as if they never heard him? wasn’t he his usual, loud self? he watches them for a bit, before pushing himself in between them.
“w-woah!” zuka and sword simultaneously stumbled to their sides. they both wore a look of shock, their eyes puzzled. zuka held on the counter with one of his hands. his eyebrows were pinched and he wore a frown. sword was completely baffled. his jaw was slack.
“w-what was that!?” sword stuttered as he hurriedly looked around the room. he stumbled once more trying to gain his balance before zuka grabbed a hold of his arm.
“i don’t know either, kid.” zuka helped lift sword up. “something’s with us, but i don’t know what.”
rocket couldn’t help but let out a big laugh at the scene in front of him. whatever they were up to, he was joining in! he waved his hands all over their face, expecting a reaction. instead, the pair just looked at each other before going back to the sandwich on the counter.
“when do you think rocket will be back?” sword muttered under his breath. although soft, zuka managed to catch it. he then replied to the smaller demon.
“he told me he’s going to the playground earlier this morning.” zuka took the nearby slice of bread. “he’s usually back around this hour. don’t know why he isn’t yet.”
“bet he’s terrorizing the place!” rocket rolled his eyes at that. “watch him talk and talk about aaalllll the explosions he made…”
sword chuckled, imagining his best friend rambling his ear off to no end. rocket sighed, tired of the act, and began clapping his hands. it was a sign for them to wrap everything up, but as expected, they didn’t budge. the blue demon was starting to slowly lose his patience.
“alright, show’s over! you guys can stop now.” rocket tries pushing them again. the only difference this time was that they didn’t move an inch, compared to earlier when they had stumbled. he tries pushing them one more time, but to no avail. he huffed, resorting to waving at their faces once more.
“guys!” rocket couldn’t stop the scowl from forming on his face. zuka and sword continued making their third sandwich. soon, they took the plates and went to the living room, sitting on the sofa all while rocket stared at them from the kitchen. with a mouthful of food, sword spoke.
“rocket would like this,” sword took another bite of the bread. “he loves sandwiches like these!”
“if only he was here.” zuka muttered. “if he isn’t home by 6, im locking the doors.”
rocket bursts into tears and both sword and zuka immediately snapped their heads to where the blue demon stood. zuka placed his sandwich down and sighed, walking towards his bawling son. sword couldn’t help but start roaring with laughter at the scene. the moment he meet’s rocket’s eyes though, he gets hit with a piercing glare.
“sorry, kid.” zuka envelops rocket in his arms, caressing his horns. “sword came up with the idea.”
“hey!” sword stomped his feet. a small display of a tantrum. “you promised me you wouldn’t tell him!”
“sword…” rocket grumbled from zuka’s chest before rising his head to look at the red demon. “YOU’LL PAY FOR THIS!!!!!”
sword just chuckled as he joined in the hug, zuka making a few arrangements so that sword was huddled up with rocket. there was an angry sniffle and a “hmph!” but rocket eventually takes sword in his arms too.