Fresh off the drawing board, a belated birthday present to Ryosuke Forever, 'cause his account turned one year old on the seventeenth. Four-and-a-half year old me is having cake with him in theO Day Care... because that's what this is. Day Care.
Chibi Nez: Mr. Adam! Ryosuke smells funny again!
Mr. Adam: Not again! *tries to prevent a cupcake fight between other otakuite toddlers* SomeGuy, it's your turn!
Mr. SomeGuy: I'm in a bit of a crisis here myself... *pelted with crayons*
Chibi Ryosuke: Heehee! *gurgles*
...and you know, I probably had that exact get-up when I was four. Being a small child in the early 90's was not exactly a fashionista's dream... not that I am one now or anything. Just watch an episode of Full House and you'll catch my drift.