He really doesn't know how he ended up here. This is not the nexus' fault. Somehow Nephrite (not Nefukichi-kun!) is working at Crown Karaoke on the half-charity of some crazy human boy who doesn't seem to mind if Nephrite shouts or threatens him or breaks the dishes (again). It's like nothing he could do could make that guy really mad, and it's just so weird. In return, Nephrite hasn't killed Motoki - yet. If he hears one more mocking nickname, though-
"Nefurin!" Motoki comes right. on. cue. But with no one here to see it, Nephrite settles for an I-really-will-kill-you glare.
"Don't call me those names!"
"Nephrite is too difficult!" Motoki complains in return. He rushes on before Nephrite can keep objecting. "I'm leaving Crown in Nefukichi-kun's hands today!" His exit is made as speedily as his decision, with only the barest excuses.
This leaves Nephrite alone in Crown, mopping the floor with frustrated vigor. He runs up and down, occasionally letting out growls that could almost be warcries. Dare you interrupt?
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