"Malik, why is there a sign marked as "Argument Bureau" outside this room-"
"I have already informed you."
"...No, I believe you did not."
"Yes, I already did."
Altaïr did not persist.
"Well, about the Creed's current training, I suppose we could start on what we discussed about the assassinations from ledges, in hiding and from up high-"
"I have no time for this, Altaïr."
Malik was simply drawing maps and did not look particularly busy at all.
"No time? I see that you are drawing that map, but-"
"No, I am not."
"It very clearly resembles a map, Malik."
"No, it does not."
"It looks like the rooftops of Jerusalem."
"No."
"Then what are you drawing?"
"...A map."
"Did I not say that?"
"No, you did not."
"This time spent could have been better used on the discussion of training."
"No, it could not."
"Yes, it- ....Malik, is that why it says 'Argumentative Bureau' on that sign?"
"I've already told you."
"...No, you did not. But contradiction is not arguing."
"Yes it is."
"No, it is not."
"Yes, it very much is."
"Simply contradicting what I say is not making a strong argument, Malik."
"Yes it is."
"Saying 'No, it does not" does not exactly make much of a strong argument either."
"Yes it does!"
"No, it does not-"
"Yes it- hahahaha-"
"Malik!"
"-hahaha-"
"I shall leave this to another day, then."
"No, you shall not."
"Yes, I shall. Safety and peace--"
"No, you shall not."
"---What was that touch for?!"
"What touch?"
"..you touched my behind, Malik."
"No, I did not."
"I very clearly remember that you did."
A predatory smirk crawled up onto Malik's face.
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A/N: Only Monty Python friends will get this one.
First AC fanfic to be uploaded turned out to be a crack one. What the hell, me.
I'm still working on my first ever written one.. which is still more than half undone...