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[ Xanxus has already found himself a throne. He's been going through the hospital, making splinters out of locked doors and more locked doors, invading rooms and smashing all the pots for ruppees and hearts breaking glass on vending machines. So he's perched on what might have been someone's cushy leather office chair, bare feet kicked up on the desk, dressed in some dull scrubs while munching on a packet of pretzels. ]
Varia, if any of you useless sacks of crap are running around here, report now. I'm in a fucking shitty mood, so last one in gets my foot through their empty skull.
[ Mmm, pretzels, munchmunchmunch while he ponders what else to say. ]
To all you other whiny, lost little shits, the upper floors of the hospital now belong to the Vongola. You wanna fight me for it, you're welcome to try. Otherwise, find your own place to squat.
[ And mmkay, he's done. Feed end. ]
Varia, if any of you useless sacks of crap are running around here, report now. I'm in a fucking shitty mood, so last one in gets my foot through their empty skull.
[ Mmm, pretzels, munchmunchmunch while he ponders what else to say. ]
To all you other whiny, lost little shits, the upper floors of the hospital now belong to the Vongola. You wanna fight me for it, you're welcome to try. Otherwise, find your own place to squat.
[ And mmkay, he's done. Feed end. ]