"Yer a mizard, Dumbledore," said Hattori in a terrible British accent.
Hakuba glared. "There is so much wrong with that sentence."
Kudou lifted his head off the table to join Hakuba in staring Hattori down. "Are you serious, Hattori?" he asked with copious amounts of snark and annoyance.
Kaito poofed into existence, his time finally come. "He's not Sirius, Kudou-kun. He's Hagrid, obviously."
Kudou facepalmed and Hakuba groaned. It was beautiful.
"You don't like my jokes?" Kaito shook his head in disappointment. "There's gotta be something Ron with you."
Hakuba looked at him like a devil raised from hell. "Stop."
Hattori looked at him like an angel from heaven. "Hey, Kuroba. On a scale of one to ten, how obsessed with Harry Potter are you?" he asked, grinning at the line he knew was coming.
Kaito shrugged nonchalantly. "Oh, I don't know. About, say," Hakuba wilted in dread, and Kudou pinched the bridge of his nose, "nine and three-quarters."
Hattori pumped his fist with a victorious "Yes!" as Kudou and Hakuba moaned in disappointment, exasperation, and what-have-I-done-to-deserve-this.It was fantastic.
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*insert John Mulaney clip from salt and pepper diner*
"...and the guy pounds on the table, and silverware goes flying everywhere, and it was faaannntastic."
john mulaney is great
prompt word for this drabble: Wizard