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[tosshi.livejournal.com]

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FUCKIN NAKED PAPER UGUUUU

[physicalkontact.livejournal.com]

I told you the soup wasn't ready yet.

Your mom is a naked paper

[paperoptics.livejournal.com]

[HE KNOWS but he'd stuck his finger in it anyway AND NOW IT'S BURNT. Don't you feel bad for him Kon?]

It smelled ready.

[Just gonna stick his finger in his mouth and sulk now...]

NO

[physicalkontact.livejournal.com]

You're an idiot, you know that? [YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE]

Give me that. [he holds out his hand stop sucking on your finger toki are you three give him your hand]

<3

[paperoptics.livejournal.com]

[He is totally not three, thanks. But he does give Kon his hand.]

I just had a temporary lapse of judgement.

Bc

[physicalkontact.livejournal.com]

You're hopeless. [he shakes his head and upends a jar of vinegar on the burned digit.] Stupid. [Shut up he's not smiling and it's not a little bit fond.]

hnnnnngh dat ass B[

[draping.livejournal.com]

[ look he bought you a present! it's a REALLY REALLY REALLY big box, there's probably a giant robot in it or something, sitting innocently in the middle of the room. OPEN IT!!! X(

also the giver of the gift is mysteriously absent. but the tag says "open me I M M E D I A T E L Y" so you probably don't have to wait. probably. ]

why do you think I used that icon

[weeabot.livejournal.com]

[That is an old trick and if Spanner was a mean person he would do something that could potentially harm the contents of the box.

Oh who are we kidding, he's going to try to push it over.]

to attract me like one of those dancing birds with the feathers

[draping.livejournal.com]

[ it's pretty heavy. but it does wobble. the contents kinda bang around noisily, it's OBVIOUSLY not packed very well. and it seems to have pretty good weight balance because it tips back right-side-up before it can fall. ]

yeah pretty much

[weeabot.livejournal.com]

[...Righto. He'll open it, but he's going to peek slowly over the edge of the box just in case the "gift" tries to jump out at him.]

[draping.livejournal.com]

[ SURPRISE

the "gift" tries to jump out at him. ]

Boo!

I'll give you three guesses.

[fattytunaftw.livejournal.com]

[Knock, knock, who's there? It's black George Washington! Orihara-san! Yaaay!]

oh noes

[gotmilkbro.livejournal.com]

[He wasn't expecting any visitors today. So he kind of assumes it's an overeager fan or something. Though he does wonder how this person made it into his building and figured out which apartment he's actually using this evening. That vague curiosity is why he opens the door, to see... a face he hasn't seen since high school.

It isn't like they haven't met. Kasuka's an obvious way to get at Shizuo, so until the "younger siblings are off-limits" rule went up Izaya probably bothered him a few times. But he isn't a middle-schooler anymore, and he knows Izaya is breaking a big rule by showing up at all, so his emotionless stare is tinted just sliiiightly with concern.

Also it's 11pm and Izaya woke him up, so he's sort of got a bit of bed head an is wearing pajamas.]

...Why are you here?

IDK JOSHUUUAAA?

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[he is just... chillin' around like the badass he is, drinking a coca-cola.]

I FEEL LIKE THE OTHER WOMAN DOING THIS. Also I'm rusty, forgive me

[willloli4stats.livejournal.com]

[I have no idea why they would even be talking to each other but fuck that. They both do what they want. So he's going to plop down on the arm of your couch with a canned BOSS coffee and cross his legs casually.]

What an exciting day we're having.

NO NEVER. )': I would forgive you forever. <3

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[why the heck not. they are two cool people. doing cool things. he doesn't even bother looking over when he plops down.]

Oh, yes. Riveting. [and a bit less sarcastically:] The view's been nice.

aaaaaa my nervousness it has no limits

[willloli4stats.livejournal.com]

[The coolest, though Joshua is pretty sure he's the cooler of the two. Pun intended, of course.]

Oh? I have to admit, I'm curious. What have you been up to?

/scoops up 8)

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

Taking advantage of widespread chaos, mostly. It's been a pleasant change of pace from the usual.

[sips soda. :>]

BOOBS i mean hi :'D

[rainflames]

[well, someone sure is derping along, murdering the hell out of the Namimori Middle anthem.

So Yamamoto couldn't carry a tune in a bucket and only knows half the words, but he's hum-singing it cheerfully and adlibbing the parts he has no clue about.]

Oh hi ///

[antirrhinums.livejournal.com]

[Jeez Yamamoto, that is so offensive you don't even have a clue. Hibari (who is a girl here and has always been) just happens to be crossing the street he is walking along right now, and she stops dead in her tracks when she hears her beloved school anthem being butchered. They may or may not even be in middle school anymore, it's up to you. But even if they're a smidge older, it isn't going to stop her from coming over and hitting him hard in the back of the head.]

You. Shut up.

[rainflames]

[If Yamamoto had either 1) a sense of self preservation or 2) a single not tone-deaf cell in his body, he would be so intensely alarmed right now. Luckily(?) he has neither, though he does have to stop humming when she smacks him.]

Haha, ow! Thought you'd like hearing it. Kind of nostalgic, right?

[antirrhinums.livejournal.com]

[Oh, it's that voice. It makes her pause, and narrow her eyes. So it's high school now, I guess. And high school is't like middle school. Not everyone ends up together, in the end. Rich girls destined for some sort of societal or even political significance don't take the same entrance exams as silly baseball jocks with terrible grades. So outside of the mafia business that keeps interrupting everyone's lives off and on, she hasn't seem Yamamoto much in awhile.

It's a little strange, the way hearing that stupid, familiar laugh makes something inside her feel warm. As if she missed it but hadn't noticed up til now. But that's an herbivore's thought, so she banishes it in favor of making a stern face at him.]

You were ruining it.

[And then another pause.]

What were you doing singing that in my neighborhood? Looking for a beating?

OK I HAVE no idea... improvises I guess.

[notbymozilla.livejournal.com]

[ Standing around with a box under one arm and a wallet in the opposite hand, eyeing chocolate puff aisles!! ]

[encompassing]

[ being bullied into going out and buying coffee for a baby. What is his life. Walking down this aisle, trying to find the coffee section and--]

...Chrome?

[69pineapples.livejournal.com]

[Oh, groceries. Well, let's just say you might hear a familiar laugh and some familiar childish screeching in the next aisle, followed by a BOOM which is also probably familiar by now.

The shelf a few feet away gets knocked over by the explosion, and though Lambo has run off screaming, there's a tall, long-haired pineapple head standing in the smoke, looking confused and holding a pint of chocolate ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other.]

Oya? How strange.

[notbymozilla.livejournal.com]

[ FAINTS. Turns around and starts picking up the scattered groceries, okok. Because that is polite. ]

Hello, Boss. [ eyes each in turn. ] Mukuro-sama. Are you all right? It sounded very loud.