16 :: Backdated to Saturday [Accidental Voice]

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-ave to tell me. I know it's my bir---Oh, go to hell!

[It's hard to determine with whom Squalo is arguing. Their response is drowned out by the sound of someone rummaging around in a cupboard.]

Uh huh. Is that right? Well, I can tell you what to do with those candles.

[A short laugh might be heard through the background noise, but that

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who cares if i'm 3 or 4 days late........../ ♛ VOICE!

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[please ignore the rustling of fabric in the background. he's not putting dirt in your pillows...]

Grandma, come back! The prince has a song to sing for you~

Why, not I :D........../ ♛ VOICE!

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[Right now he's more focused on 'Grandma' than anything. That eye of his? Yeah. It's twitching.]

VOOOOOOOIII!

I don't want your shitty song. The prince can shove it.

let's pretend i can html....../ ♛ VOICE!

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[totally ignoring how pissed off squalo sounds before breaking out into princely song.]

Happy birthday to you~♪ You belong in a zoo~♪ You look like a monkey and you smell like one too~♪

i can do that - for a price >)....../ ♛ VOICE!

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[Oh Bel, that song was really lovely, but Squalo just doesn't have the refinement to give it the appreciation it clearly deserves. Cue some angry spluttering instead.]

Ha. Ha. Ha.

Where are you brat? I want to make sure to thank you in person.