Reindeer House pt.10
“Alright!! Enough is enough!! WHO keeps ordering all this stuff online?!!” Rudorufu thundered into the lounge room, hoisting yet another enormous box. “It only says ‘Santa’s Reindeer Stables Boarding House’!!”
“Oh!! That one’s mine this time, sweetheart!!” Bikkusen sang. “I ordered, um, some… educational materials.”
Rudorufu squinted. “It’s from Sugarplum Beauty and Cosmetics.”
“As I said,” Bikkusen fluttered his lashes, “educational.”
With a long-suffering sigh, Rudorufu tossed the package to him.
The doorbell rang again for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. “CURSE IT ALL, WHO IS IT NOW?!!”
“U-um!! Rufu!! It’s mine— I’ll get it!!” Kyuupiddo yelped, clinging desperately to Rudorufu’s arm like a koala.
“No, it’s fine. I’ll carry it for you—”
“NO, NOOO PLEASE DON’T—!!” Rudorufu’s eyes narrowed and he stalked to the front door, pleading Kyuupiddo still dangling from his arm like a very panicked accessory.
“Morning! Just sign here, please!” the courier chirped. Three gigantic, pastel-coloured boxes towered on the doorstep. Rudorufu stared at the all too familiar logo. Christmas Sweets & Treats. One box used to last the whole year… before Kyuupiddo moved in.
“I’m parental-restricting your internet access.” Rudorufu said flatly.
The doorbell rang again. Rudorufu’s eye twitched.
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Later, after a hearty lunch, Kometto randomly chirped, “I want to try lots of different kinds of rice!!”
“Ooh!! Let’s make a rice paddy!!” Buritsen suggested brightly.
“And where,” Rudorufu asked carefully, “are you planning to do that? It’s freezing outside, and there is absolutely NO room inside.”
“I’m sure we could bulldoze one of the rooms!!” Buritsen said, beaming.
“W—JUST—WAIT—A MINUTE!! DON’T BULLDOZE A ROOM!!”
“Well then, where do you suggest we put it?” Buritsen asked innocently.
The room fell silent.
Rudorufu’s eye twitched again.
…Then, very quietly, he sighed the sigh of someone who has accepted defeat.
“You… you could just order the rice online.”
And so the delivery problem remained absolutely unresolved. If anything, it doubled. But Rudorufu declared he was no longer answering the door — and therefore, in his mind, the problem no longer existed.
To be continued...