{ i just realized something...

[cakeandmoney]

WHY DON'T WE HAVE A FUCKING CASH REGISTER YET.

I refuse to use this to ring up customers anymore. Who ever though it would come in handy, though.

This is poor management, seriously. You could have at least picked one up over the break.

DEIDARA. THIS IS ALL YOUR DAMN FAULT.

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[bloodwithcoffee]

Aw, look at that. Karma sure is a bitch, ain't she, Kuzu-chan?

ugh html failure

[cakeandmoney]

Rounds on, hands slamming down on the counter for good measure.

SHUT THE HELL UP AND MAKE YOUR FUCKING COFFEES, PRICK.

[bloodwithcoffee]

so very pleasant Yeah, definitely a bitch. You know. Gotta cool down, old man. Your tension'll skyrocket if you keep it going like that. Your face's all red.

[cakeandmoney]

grabs child's abacus.
Sorry, Uchiha, your stick is gonna have to bear being lonely for a minute--

Chucks the thing at Hidan's head with little to no remorse.

html fail -_-

[bloodwithcoffee]

afffgh thrustshandsoutbacksoffjuggles, and miraculously manages to catch it (after it totally slams against his forehead); luckily it doesn't hurt too bad EFGWGRTHEFUCKWHATWASTHATFOR.---d'aw, look it's so cute too. Fits you perfectly. ...One step, two steps---TACKLEGLOMPS to bash with the thing!

happens to the best of us D:

[cakeandmoney]

Don't give me that bullshit "what was that for" crap. You know DAMN WELL--Oh, hey there, ex-BFF! Let's have ANOTHER FIGHT! That is, if Kakuzu is not concussed by the thing. :D

[bloodwithcoffee]

Yep, he was aiming for a good shot at the face with the thing. To show his undying affection. No matter if the price is a few good punches in return. As long as he gets that, Hidan will be happy, and casually back off afterward. Or something of that ilk.

[cakeandmoney]

The punches are a-plenty when it's Hidan on the receiving line. Call it a show of affection, if you will. He's totally not lightly bleeding from a couple of abacus beads catching him on the bridge of his nose (or at least he hasn't noticed yet). But Kakuzu will back off....for now. And plot revenge, accompanied by a dark glare and a deep curl of his lip.

[bloodwithcoffee]

Kthnx, feeling the love over here. It sort of hurt, but... watch him not really care and lightly fixing his the collar of his dress shirt, his rosary, his hair, then brushing off dust off the rest of his clothes as if nothing happened (just as he brushed off the little... disagreement with a (crazy) chuckle).

...So yeah, anyway. Why aren't you using a goddamn calculator and writing shit up on paper instead of this useless thing?

[cakeandmoney]

Likewise on the not-caring business. He adjusts his shirt, cracks his neck and then sighs silently.

Paper isn't that much better. And a calculator's buttons are too tiny to see, well....I can't find the one from Christmas.

[bloodwithcoffee]

You threw it out, I'm sure, you ungrateful shithead. Insert a dismissive wave of hand, before he bends down, picks up the colorful abacus, and sets it so very casually back onto the counter. Well have fun with your little toy then. Hope you fucking die from boredom.

[cakeandmoney]

Tche. I don't throw gifts out; they cost money. Sold it, maybe. I can't remember. Scoffs at the hand and turns away, folding arms. Kakuzu's not taking that. Yeah, yeah. Hope you fucking die from coffee burns, jackass.

<<;

[bloodwithcoffee]

You can't die from coffee burns, moron. I fucking wish.

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...Tries very hard to /not/ do something stupid when Kakuzu turns away. Keyword being 'tries'. Snatches the abacus and flings it at that stupid bastard's head. For payback.

>>;

[cakeandmoney]

Sure you can. If they get on your face if, say, someone pours it all over you---

YOU FUCKER. He recoils, obviously, because OW THAT IS A STRANGELY-SHAPED OBJECT YOU JUST THREW AT HIS HEAD. Turns around, chases with every intention of beating into a pulp.

[bloodwithcoffee]

It was all a huge misunderstanding! And due to bad impulse control! He doesn't hate you, promise. In fact, he's just grinning, shifting his weight from foot to f---OH SHIT RUNNING AROUND THE CAFE. Awesome that he's in good physical condition and all. So how about taking him along on another job, one of these days~? YOU FUCKING ASKED FOR IT!

[cakeandmoney]

RUNAWAY BEST FRIEND FREIGHT TRAIN WILL CATCH UP TO YOU...EVENTUALLY. May or may not be chucking silverware that he grabbed off a table at you. And NO. EX-BEST FRIENDS ARE NOW ALLOWED ON BOUNTY HUNTING MISSIONS ANYMORE. D< I DID NOT, JACKASS! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST CONTROL YOURSELF FOR ONE FUCKING MINUTE--I WAS GOING TO WALK AWAY BUT NO, YOU JUST HAD TO THROW IT AT MY HEAD---