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[princeofdrama]

Oooohhh~! What is this place? A commoner's cathedral?! The one in Karuizawa, perhaps? It looks different from when I last visited, though they might have finally saved enough money to renovate!

If only I could have contributed! [Runs a hand through his bangs with a sparkle.] They would have engraved my name in the marble pillars, erected a

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[special_student]

[special_student]

Senpai, you haven't been kidnapped, you're just in Template.

[princeofdrama]

HARUHI! You've been taken, as well?! To kidnap a handsome rich man is one thing, but a simple commoner is entirely different! Don't fear, Haruhi, I'll keep you safe from further harm! [DIALING MADLY ON CELLPHONE BRB.]

[special_student]

Simple commoner...? Does this guy even think before he opens his mouth?

[takes the cell phone from him with a sigh] Those don't work here, Senpai. If you'd calm down, I could explain.

[princeofdrama]

[AHDLVKJALDG GRABBY HANDS FOR THE PHONE. DDX] My phone-- the phone, Haruhi-- there could be perverts or monsters close by, closing in from every angle, so Daddy must call Mommy as soon as he can to get airlifted from here, okay? So give back the phone, yes?

[special_student]

If you really think you're kidnapped, why are you still insisting on calling yourself "Daddy"? I just told you, your phone won't work. You can't reach Kyouya-senpai, because we aren't in Japan.

[princeofdrama]

Even Daddies can be kidnapped, of course! We're not... not in Japan? Are you sure, Haruhi? Did the kidnappers hit your head? YOU'RE NOT BLEEDING, ARE YOU?

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[special_student]

I'm fine! Would you just stop for a second and listen!? I didn't think it would be this difficult to explain if you came here... [getting frustrated] We're not even on Earth anymore, Tamaki-senpai, we've been taken to a city called Template where half the people are de--

[special_student]

--ehhhhh.....

[special_student]

Are different from what you'd expect in Japan.

[princeofdrama]

...

WE'RE NOT ON EARTH?!

[special_student]

[Finally! He listens, she looks a little calmer, if only because she narrowly avoided telling him that they're both dead.] No. We're not. This city is called Template.

[princeofdrama]

[D| ... Puts a hand to your forehead. Puts a hand to his forehead.] I'm hallucinating, aren't I? Just like on those commoner daytime mystery shows, where the victim is apprehended with a damp rag doused in dangerous chemicals, which upon inhalation cause unconsciousness and fatigue! I must have breathed too hard and now I am experiencing a very refined and detailed dream from which I will awaken and find myself trapped inside a wooden box in a basement of a widely-known killer! [A thought, it has dawned on him.] HARUHI! YOU ARE A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION!

[special_student]

...[That is the most ridiculous reasoning he could have come up with, but she realizes she really shouldn't expect any less from Tamaki so she regains her composure quickly.]

No, this is not a hallucination. And, you won't wake up in someone's basement. [grabs the wrist of the hand he was not using to dial the cell phone and holds it up to show him the key that he's holding] See this? It's for your new apartment.

[princeofdrama]

Ap--

Apart... ment..?

But what about my mansion?

[special_student]

[not paying attention, busy reading the label of his key] You're in the upper cove of Corona Civica, I can take you there. And, don't complain, just be happy you aren't in the laundry cove. They're pretty cramped, but the upper coves are roomy.