[Good who-the-hell-is-awake-at-this-time-in-the morning, Death City. This is a Heine and he is looking especially grumpy and tired. It might be due to the series of fucking S.O.S signals going off at all hours.]
HEY! CUT THAT SHIT OUT!!
I already have an alarm. And it's a pretty good one; it brings me coffee and everything. I don't need idiots
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An alarm clock that brings coffee?!
Oh he is glaring at you so hard right now, Heine.
You know, from where he's standing. In the kitchen. Putting on the coffee pot.]
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... What?
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I'm not a damn domestic.
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Never said you were.
[There is a pause then as he looks off somewhere else vacantly, as if distracted by a thought. Or a weighing of pros and cons in his head. Then he shrugs, but as he does he very briefly makes eye contact with Kanda. There isn't a smirk or hint of a smile in his face, but there is something that says... Yeah, I'm being an cocky little shit here and I know it.]
I said my alarm was.
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[Hard to tell whether he's returning the playfulness. He's definitely listening to everything that Heine's saying about him on the network under this pretense of not talking about him though.]
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[It is hard to tell if that was Kanda's brand of returning the playfulness, but Heine isn't one to sit and double- guess too long. The way he figures it if Heine continues in the same trend Kanda will do one of two things: keep playing along or make it clear he isn't sooner or later.]
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Who?
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[Said with a completely straight face.
And then he gives an amused snort and shakes his head.]
Kidding. He was some guy who rang a bell when it was time to feed his dogs and in the end got them to drool as a reaction to hearing the noise of the bell alone.
... Kinda messed up, actually.
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What the hell for?
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Dunno. Because he could, I guess.
[Yeah, he might be a bit physically tense now. Feel free to change the subject there, Kanda.]
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Just watch your damn mouth.
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He could take a good guess at what Kanda was actually getting at, but instead he decided to take a tactic he was more used to deploying on Germany.]
All right, all right. No more mentioning the psychologists around you. Got it.
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Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about.
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Yeah, of course he did. He was in a decent enough mood.
He turns his head around to give his Meister a playful but cocky smirk.]
What, you're good at the wake-up thing. Any other alarm would just make a lot of angry noises. At least with you around I get coffee too.
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There's a sharp bang as he moves the coffee pot none too gently, and then he's striding across the room, seemingly towards the bed alcove, though his trajectory takes him right passed the couch where he delivers, not coffee, but an open handed smack to the back of Heine's head. He doesn't stop, just keeps on walking, grumbling (though easily clear enough to hear).]
Watch it or I'll find another damn way to wake you up each morning.
[And then he stalks away to go get dressed. There's a cup of coffee sitting on the kitchen counter though.]
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