120 + [VP] There ain't a single thing you've done, that's gonna phase me. If you wanna have a go...
[transmission clicks on to Sasori talking, in a sickly sweet voice you'd really hate to hear]
"Why is it that you always suddenly have packages to deliver, and know when you need to deliver them even though you are not on the terminal, do not have a cellphone, and it only happens when we are having these lovely father-son talks?"
[Badou comes on, sounding... well, like the chicken shit he is?]
"Selective memory?"
[Wild hacking and coughing, and when Sasori talks it's a little rough at first]
"Sorry, I didn't hear that. Try again."
"kdglskjlgsdkljsdglkjgds YOU JUST COUGHED BLOOD ON ME WHAT THE FUCK?!"
"Daddy's very sick and eldest son's antics do not help matters."
"Then why are you only fuckin' coughin' up blood when you want somethin', huh?"
[When Sasori talks, it's in a super pathetic, super weepy voice. Obviously fake though]
"The stress gets to me because you obviously don't like me even though I try so haardddd..."
[loooooong silence]
"...Son, we're going to have to have a talk about your sympathy meter."
"A lot of people seem to want to have that talk with me."
[the sound of a big knife being drawn]
"But you'll be listening INTENTLY when I tell you."
"..........yessir."
[sound of Badou's heading being tenderly smacked on top a few times like Sasori's petting him. Hard.]
"Such a good boy."
[one tiny little whimper before the transmission clicks out]
"Why is it that you always suddenly have packages to deliver, and know when you need to deliver them even though you are not on the terminal, do not have a cellphone, and it only happens when we are having these lovely father-son talks?"
[Badou comes on, sounding... well, like the chicken shit he is?]
"Selective memory?"
[Wild hacking and coughing, and when Sasori talks it's a little rough at first]
"Sorry, I didn't hear that. Try again."
"kdglskjlgsdkljsdglkjgds YOU JUST COUGHED BLOOD ON ME WHAT THE FUCK?!"
"Daddy's very sick and eldest son's antics do not help matters."
"Then why are you only fuckin' coughin' up blood when you want somethin', huh?"
[When Sasori talks, it's in a super pathetic, super weepy voice. Obviously fake though]
"The stress gets to me because you obviously don't like me even though I try so haardddd..."
[loooooong silence]
"...Son, we're going to have to have a talk about your sympathy meter."
"A lot of people seem to want to have that talk with me."
[the sound of a big knife being drawn]
"But you'll be listening INTENTLY when I tell you."
"..........yessir."
[sound of Badou's heading being tenderly smacked on top a few times like Sasori's petting him. Hard.]
"Such a good boy."
[one tiny little whimper before the transmission clicks out]