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[theprobator]

Who: Vanitas, Xigbar with a possible side of Xemnas
When: This fine Wednesday afternoon
Where: The Humble Abode That Never Was
Summary: An extensive scrutiny of newly acquired reading material.
Warnings: dear god why. Trish, what have you done. Action tags, the discovery of that kind of pin-up.

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[madannoshashu]

[ It's a good thing he chooses this particular day to come home early then, isn't it?

He hears the box slam -- a rather uncommon occurrence since the kitchen is generally one of the few places their peculiar, half-pint adoptee holds sacrosanct. Thus, as any good parental unit would, he calls out from the other room-- ]

You break it, you buy it!

[theprobator]

[Xigbar likely can't hear that extremely irritated huff-- though he'll likely hear dishes being shuffled around, a cabinet or two slamming, what sounds like paper hitting the ground... almost like Vanitas is throwing a mild tantrum in there. not that he's taking his frustration out on making himself a snack or anything.]

[madannoshashu]

[ Oh yes, indeed he does. He lets it go on without lifting a finger. He's comfy here on the couch, and whatever is bothering the kid, Xigbar figures he's smart enough not to do any serious damage.

Turning the page of the gossip magazine newspaper, he waits. ]

[theprobator]

[Xigbar is clearly on to him.]

[a few minutes later, Vanitas emerges, bowl of leftovers in one hand, and the offending reading material that ignited his bad mood in the other. his stride is swift as he heads toward the front door, intent on just throwing them all over the front entrance where he found them in the first place. some passerby may appreciate them better than he will.]