it's sad how quiet this place is. we should change that.

[fuckyou_trash]

 [ hello? hello, is anybody there? is this dressing room empty? is this okay, am I allowed in here? hello?

anyway, heeeey, dressing room. what's up?



this little douchnozzle is sitting up SOMEWHERE FAIRLY HIGH UP and throwing paper airplanes down from where he's perched. the process goes something like this; he grabs a sheet from the small stack of paper next to him, clumsily folds it into another paper fuckin' airplane, smiles a little bit, and then aims it downward to smack into the heads of whoever's below him at the time. if their reaction is prime entertainment value, he'll even laugh like a little brat.

why is he doing this, you ask?

because: he can't find his Dad, he's bored as fuck, and the heck why not? ]

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BECAUSE WHY NOT

[cicatrici]

[As if Tsuna didn't already have enough problems right now as it is, here's the Xanxus we all know and lovefear stumbling in through the door that Tsuna carelessly left open, possibly drunk, but what else is new.

Xanxus is unfazed by the insanity as much as Nana is, but moreso because the Varia manor is full of lunatics and this is just like a Tuesday for him or something. The small child does catch his interest though because GOODNESS HE LOOKS AWFULLY FAMILIAR!!!]

The hell is this.

!!!!!!!

[fuckyou_trash]

[ why did you condone us to living with a house of nut cases for the rest of our lives, older self, why. and excuse us, we're just to stare at you from under the relative safety of the kitchen table. AW GEEZ THAT DRUNK DUDE'S FACE IS WEIRDLY RECOGNIZABLE EVEN WITH SCARS!!! ]

Who the fuck are you.

[ if he stays under the table, there's no way anybody can shoot without giving warning or something, because geez, you people are all crazy here. he just wanted to find a stupid phone, god. B| ]

BTW, twotinytens was my LJ bittyxan account, its leoncino now if you want to change the icon credit!

[cicatrici]

[Because they may be nutcases but they are HIS nutcases, of course!!!! Xanxus is just going to glare right back at this tiny reflection of himself. That table won't protect you from jack shit, small child!!]

I'm Xanxus.

[The look on his face suggests he DARES him to challenge that statement.]