Disclaimer: I do not own –Man. I can only wish. [sigh]
Author's Note: Just some randomness. I was pretty bored...
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"You just did it. You fucking did it and I'm going to fucking rip you to pieces for that."
"Shut up. I didn't do anything."
"You fucking did! Don't you dare pretend that you didn't, you slimy moyashi!"
"Hah. That's the lamest things I've ever heard coming from your mouth BaKanda."
"Shut up! You did it! Don't you fucking change the subject! You did it!"
"I did not. Period."
"You think I'm stupid to think that they will all just fall themselves for no apparent reason at all?"
"I dunno. I haven't seen one before, so really, I dunno."
"Fuck – I'll really kill you here."
"Maybe it's your shampoo."
"Fuck you, Moyashi. FUCK YOU!"
"Or maybe you're using your comb too much? You're pretty vain actually, if you ask me. "
"Fucking bastard, I'll cut you to death!"
"Go, on. It won't change the fact that your head now is amazingly and sparklingly bald. Hmm… Now that I mentioned it, you actually look pretty hot. Nice hairstyle."
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOU ALLEN WALKER!"
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Kanda almost screamed. He puffed hard and gripped his comforter with so much force that one might actually think that he's ripping it off.
What the hell was that?
What the fucking hell was that?
He instantaneously gripped his long mane, afraid (even if he doesn't want to admit it) that it's actually not there. He sighed in faint relief when he felthis hair still intact to his head.
Bald?
Fuckity fuckity, fucking shit.
He anxiously felt the top of his head, making sure that there was still hair on it and that he's not gone bald – or that fucking Moyashi hadn't cut it. YET.
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From then on, Kanda became wary of cutters, avoiding them like a plague; especially if a certain Albino-head boy was holding a pair of long, sharp scissors.
"PUT THAT DAMN THING AWAY MOYASHI!" He will bark and then stomped away from Allen.
"What happened to Kanda?" Allen watched the man marched angrily, his back disappearing to the halls of the order.
Lavi just shrugged. "'Dunno. Maybe he developed some sort of phobia around scissors? He's been acting strangely around those things lately."
"Are you sure, Lavi?"
"Pretty sure."
Allen blinked repeatedly, trying to discerning what Lavi have said.
"Kanda is afraid of scissors?" He can almost feel his eyes suddenly bulging on him.
" As in seriously, SERIOUSLY?"
Lavi scratched his head. "Yeah?"
Allen felt laughing hard like he hasn't laugh before.
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OWARI
