23 :: [Accidental Voice]

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...you want me to cook for you.

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THE HELL KIND OF POWER TRIP DO YOU THINK YOU'RE ON?!

VOOOOOIII!

Get someone else to do it cause that is not in my fucking job description. So let's go over this once again, shall we? I am the boss of the Varia not You. You are the son of the Ninth and not my boss until the old man kicks it

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[Xanxus, who is standing in the kitchen, and is quite concentrated on the sauce for his spaghetti bolognese, cringes when Squalo's too-loud voice is coming through the diary.

He cringes so much that he spills some of the sauce on his shirt, and the combination of that with Squalo saying he's the Varia's boss ticks him off a bit. And the Ninth? Son of the Ninth? Oh that...fuck.]

Ah.

[Xanxus approaches the diary.]

Get downstairs.

[He sounds really calm and collected but man, he's livid]

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[Squalo snorts. But he goes downstairs anyway because he's ready for a face off.]

Whaaaat? Not even a please?

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[Xanxus is still in the kitchen and he's busy stirring the sauce again, keeping an eye on the water. He looks so very calm, and he's so very not calm at this point.]

What the fuck happened to your hair?

[There's a sound of Xanxus putting the spoon down and grabbing the peppermill. He is not going to bring up the Ninth.]

You are the boss of nothing, scum.

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[Squalo gives Xanxus an odd look, but otherwise ignores the hair comment. There was nothing different about his hair. He leans against the wall and watches Xanxus cook.]

Funny. Cause actually, I am. I earned my place. You're the one still waiting in the wings.

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[Xanxus makes a gesture to the chair behind him and the coat that hangs over it.]

Compare it to your coat. You earned your place by serving me.

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Nice delusion you've got there, Xanxus. I'm sure Tyr would have something to say about that. But he's dead, and I sure as hell don't remember you fighting him.

[Squalo, who had been carrying his coat over his shoulder, moves away from the wall and swings it around, displaying the epaulettes - two braided ropes. Just like the ones on Xanxus' coat, but Squalo hasn't looked yet.]

You mean this?

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[Xanxus turns around very suddenly and grabs that coat from Squalo's shoulder.]

Ah. There is a mistake here.

[He takes one of the braided ropes and tears it off.]

Don't let shit get to your head.

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[He snatches it back out of Xanxus' hands.]

VOI! The fuck do you think you're doing?!

[With a mighty scowl upon his face, he marches over to the chair with Xanxus' coat and pulls it off. The expression on his face faults for a split second then he snorts.]

Doesn't mean anything.

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[What the fuck is this Squalo on? And how did he dare to cut off his hair, touch his goddamn coat and tell him he's not the Varia's boss?]

....

[That's when Xanxus moves and moves to bury a fist in Squalo's insolent fucking face.]

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[Ducking that, thanks.]

Haha. Getting slow there, old man. [He glances over at the pot of sauce and quirks an eyebrow.] Spending too much time in front the stove?

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[What? Since when does Squalo duck his punches. The fucker should goddamn take it like the trash he is!]

You wish you could fucking cook like me, scum.

[Xanxus walks back to the stove and turns off the gas, stirring the sauce a couple of times before he starts to carefully licking it off the woorden spoon.

Perfect.

When he's done with that he turns around again.]

I will burn your face off.

[He summons his flame, ready to show Squalo who is slow around here!]