[b]"Come ooonnnn-"[/b] Daisuke pretended to get on his knees and beg to Cyril, theatrically tugging on his wrist. It was probably a [i]little too late[/i] to wonder if the school nearby had a dramatic arts club; he absolutely [i]loved[/i] being on stage and acting, especially for comedic and satirical plays. It was perhaps the only hobby out of everything that he was good at; he enjoyed entertaining people and making them laugh, and he himself was a very expressive person. He was never the type of person to shy away from company, at least, he wasn't from what he could remember.

When Cyril finally agreed to go to his house rather annoyingly, Daisuke jumped to his feet and boomed in excitement. [i]Boy, Miss Ottavio's gonna be happy I've already made a friend! And it hasn't even been over five minutes![/i] [b]"Yay!"[/b] he cheered! only to remember being clothed in aquarium-styled pajamas. He beckoned for Cyril to follow him as he sprinted down the street, calling back. [b]"You saw nothing!"[/b]

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So, this was Fionn Breckenridge, one of the two chosen candidates for the eleventh generation Vongola Sun Guardian, the one that Vector had picked which contested Decimo's selection of the newly arrived Abigail de Luca. He mumbled a thoughtful "hmm" to himself as they shook hands, attempting to see if he could manually detect the boy's type of wave energy. [i]Still unawakened, I see.[/i]

[b]"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Fionn,"[/b] Vector replied full of respect, smiling down at the boy. He nodded to his offer of helping him get to the marketplace, digging a hand back into his pocket and pulling out his cell phone to check the time. [i]Things are falling into place, let's see if these kids can really pull it off.[/i] [b]"Please lead the way, if you may."[/b]