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Warning: Attempted Crack

Note: School is... stressful to say the least. First week of school (Thursday didn't really count), and I already have reports to write on top of many readings I have to do. Ahh... so not fun TOT! Anyways~

I know I said that I would not post until this weekend, but stressful school stuff tends to bring plot bunnies by the wagon.

And thus, Round 2 of Allen's World Domination attempt ;D

Allen sat at the head of his bed, watching Neah and Crown Clown glowering at one another for the 97th time (he counted because there was nothing better to do) since that morning. He glanced at the clock on his nightstand to note that it was only ten o'clock, and it had only been three hours since he woke up. The two bickering figures practically disagreed on pretty much everything that came out of the other's mouth (except for when it came to him, which Allen silently noted in mild amusement) . It was as if they agreed to disagree, as weird as that sounded.

"Um…" Allen tentatively interrupted. He let out a sweat drop when both Neah and Crown Clown bickered heatedly about whose domination method was better.

"Allen dear/darling nephew, please do stay out of this," the two responded in untimely timed union. When they realized what had just occurred, their heated glares once again clashed, only this time, finger pointings were involved as well.

"And you! Stop reading my mind!" the 14th retorted with a scowl and looked rebelliously at the Innocence.

The long silvery white haired Innocence nearly sputtered in retaliation as he looked incredulously at the Noah, and said, "Excuse me? Why in the world do I want to read your mind?"

"You don't have to make it sound like my mind is impure," Neah twitched in irritation as he glared at Crown Clown, who merely huffed in response.

"Of course it's impure; you tainted my innocent Allen dear," Crown Clown retaliated as if it was the most obvious statement in the world, and continued, "If it wasn't for you, my Allen dear will not be held for heresy."

"Oh, so you want take that road, eh?" the Noah muttered under his breath, and crossed his arms as he said, "If it wasn't for you, my darling Allen would not have been called names in his childhood."

"Yeah, well—"

"Both of you, can we please stop arguing for a moment and come up with a plan that actually, actually work to dominate Black Order?" Allen pleaded, repeating the word 'actually' to emphasize his point.

Both Neah and Crown Clown begrudgingly murmured their agreement on a temporary truce, which the two agreed that it was for Allen, and stood on the opposite ends of the room. Neah stood near the window, which was next to the nightstand, whilst Crown Clown stood next to the foot of the bed.

Silence filled the room as Allen waited Neah and Crown Clown to say something, but the two remained quiet… and continued to eye at each other, as if one was waiting for the other to misbehave. Allen certainly would have laughed if it was not for the tense atmosphere.

The silvery white haired exorcist opened his mouth to say something when his door burst opened, and in came Lavi, who cheerfully shouted, "Moyashi-chan! Good morning!"

Allen let out an exasperated sigh as he eyed at Lavi with somewhat curious gaze. He wanted know why the redhead had sudden burst into his room as if he was chased by an enraged Kanda. Hey, it could happen... considering Lavi's history of mischief.

"It's Allen," the silvery white haired exorcist corrected for umpteenth time, and responded with his own version of greetings, "And good morning to you, too. What brings you here?"

"Allen, remember last time when we were at the cafeteria, I could not help but overhear from Komui - well, it's not much of eavesdropping when he shouted to the whole world, but you get what I mean - that you were planning to take over Black Order," Lavi started with his long and winded explanation.

Allen simply stared at the Bookman apprentice as he tried to figure out where his comrade was getting at, and finally inquired tentatively, "...What about it, Lavi?"

Neah and Crown Clown momentarily paused their disagreements (this time on who looked more handsome, which Allen could not help but wondered what in the world they were talking about), and looked suspiciously at Lavi.

"What's your point, lad?" Neah interjected impatiently as he crossed his arms, and made his presence known.

"I was wondering if I can join... well, that is... if you are still planning to dominate Black Order," the redhead exorcist answered, and immediately shifted his attention onto Neah with a gaping expression. "Wait a minute! A Noah? And who are you?" his last inquiry was directed towards the long silvery white haired Innocence.

"…And why do you want to join Allen dear's quest, boy?" Crown Clown inquired sagely whilst his eyes gauged Lavi's structure.

"This is Uncle Neah, and Crown Clown in his human form," Allen introduced as if there was nothing wrong with the whole situation.

It was then that Lavi did the most cliché action written in the book (that is, if it was written in a book). He fainted.