There is nothing I dislike about this! [Active/Open]

[is_not_number1]

Characters: Mello, Alice
Setting: Blue Kitchen
Time: Early Night 18, before Mello's later shenanigans take place
Summary: An angry Mello meets an angry loli.
Warnings: Probable cursing, angry lolis

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[tsunderivore]

Now that Alice had spent a bit of time in the house at night, she at least saw what it was that Break had meant, up close. Monsters, apparently, was pretty apt - they were definitely not chains. And she had barely managed to avoid getting herself hurt, thus far. It probably really didn't help that she hated running away, and that she wanted to fight as much as possible (maybe she'd just been lucky so far).

And there was still no sign of Oz.

Out of sight from the kitchen door, Alice sat on the table itself, biting into an apple that she'd found. Food was food, and at least this was easy to get on her own (where was a manservant to cook for her when she needed one?), thinking a bit more than she liked to - or at least on topics she'd rather avoid. So she was almost thankful for the interruption of someone else entering the kitchen.

Glaring wholeheartedly at the boy's back, the young looking girl sat, one leg crossed over the other, holding the apple in one gloved hand. "Who the hell are you?" she demanded, voice already annoyed.

[is_not_number1]

Mello hadn't noticed that there was another person in the kitchen. Even if he had been paying attention-- which he wasn't, as he really couldn't have cared less about anyone else at the moment-- and had seen her, he more than likely wouldn't have made any attempt at conversation, and the only reason he even bothered to acknowledge her was that she had spoken to him first.

He snarled as he turned around to face the girl. That was quite a greeting she had given him... Well, she certainly seemed like the rudest little girl he had ever met. He absentmindedly started to reach for his gun before remembering that it was broken. And perhaps, in this case, that was for the better; shooting the girl would have been ridiculous, even if she was a brat.

"I dunno," He snapped, crossly glaring back at her. "Why the hell d'you want to know?" Mello turned back towards the refrigerator to grab a bar of chocolate before slamming the door shut and taking several strides over to where the girl sat. "And why should I tell you, hm?"

Someone wanted a rabbit? :3 As usual, don't wait on Syrup for tag order.

[omnomnomsweets]

Considering how irritable and inattentive the two were, it was unsurprising that an unobtrusive black rabbit had passed unnoticed, hiding under the table. It wasn't bestowed with great intelligence but it had existed long enough to realize that after predators start coming out, they will remain out for a good long time and it was best to just find someplace quiet and settle in. Tonight he'd ended up in the kitchen. If Alice or Mello were more aware of their surroundings, they might have noticed chew marks on the legs of the chairs and tables; he'd already been there a few hours, after all, and under the table was the safest place to hide.

Until these intruders came in and started stomping all over and shuffling chairs, that is. Syrup had managed to put up with Alice by staying at the opposite corner of the table, but when Mello came over he made a break for it, nearly smashing into the pantry doors in his hurry to get away. He pulled back and ended up huddled against the refrigerator, watching them with wide eyes and twitchy whiskers

[tsunderivore]

Alice just continued to glare at Mello. The smile that his question raised was rather smug - maybe she was just looking for a chance to brag. Still, her tone and expression were laced none-too-thinly with annoyance at him. "Because," she said, matter-of-factly, "I'm the great Alice."

Of course, that probably didn't mean anything to him, from what she'd seen thus far, of this place. Stupid.

"So why don't you tell me who you are, blondie," it was not exactly phrased as a question any more. Alice opened her mouth again - probably for more insults and taunting, as that seemed the best path for her, for now - when she saw something dart across the floor. A ball of black fur, moving across the kitchen to cower next to the refrigerator. Immediately, her voice lost its pompous inflection.

"... a rabbit?"

((ooc: sorry for taking ten days years to reply. x_x ))

[is_not_number1]

Alice was correct in assuming that her... self-introced title wouldn't mean anything to Mello. He wasn't even sure she was serious. The great Alice? Who the hell introduced themselves like that? Mello couldn't have cared less who the girl was; it didn't change the fact that she was an unpleasant little brat.

He had just barely started to respond to her when he noticed the rabbit. "...What the hell?" Mello had seen plenty of crazy things in this house, but... a random rabbit running around? He certainly hadn't seen a rabbit here before. What was it doing here-- how did it even get here? Did the screwballs who ran this place decide they wanted to trap a rabbit in the house now or something?

"No shit, it's a rabbit," he commented dryly, before turning and following after the animal in some curiosity. "And if you really must know who I am, my name is Mello." He smirked again before turning his head back to face Alice. "The great Mello, of course," he added in a rather mocking tone.