[ All of ye fortunate manorites can enjoy a screenful of black leather and blonde bob as Mello, half his face covered in a black handkerchief (so much easier to wear than a gas mask- and more agreeable to eating chocolate), sits triumphantly in a large armchair in front of room Ninety-Nine.
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[Burter wastes no time in heading over to room 99. He's eager to prove this "L" wrong and sees no reason to wait in doing so. He's at the door not long after the challenge is issued. So, L thinks he's faster than the 'fastest in the universe'? Well, he won't be thinking that when--
...There is a man in the hallway, Burter realizes. A man in an armchair. Is this L, perhaps, waiting for him?]
Are you L?
[He folds his arms across his chest.]
I'm looking for "L".
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[He's not going to say that he is, he's not a pretender to the throne after all, but he can yank your chain if he wants.
Besides, what would a large blue person want with L? He has to be suspicious.]
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[It's a mix of excitement and viciousness you hear in his snake-like voice.]
I hope you're ready to lose!
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[Mello mumbles in annoyance]
But set your terms anyway. [Might as well see what this is all about]
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[Evil smile.]
You say you're faster than me? Impossible! I'll race you to that store in the desert!
[Burter's smile widens.]
The loser owes the winner a space soda!
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[Mello bites his chocolate lazily.]
So who shall start the countdown then?
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[Burter folds his arms.]
I was thinking we'd both go now and see who got there first. There's no way you're going to get there before I do!
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I am beginning to wonder if perhaps you are too inexperienced to race me.
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[Burter growls and holds up a fist menacingly.]
I'M NOT THE INEXPERIENCED ONE! I ALREADY TOLD YOU, I'M THE FASTEST IN THE UNIVERSE! IF ANYONE IS INEXPERIENCED, IT'S YOU!
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Why don't you go study up on the protocol and we can reschedule this race for when you are properly prepared.
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[He frowns.]
What further protocol could there be?
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But fine. If you must insist. Then we'll race when I snap my fingers.
[And he lifts his hand, snapping them in Burter's face]
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...he'll probably come back in a few minutes when Mello doesn't show up at the store himself.]
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