"Uh oh." Lavi smirked teasingly, yet also with a hint of worry.
"Oh no." Was Reever's exhausted reply.
And finally, "Shit."
From who?
Nobody knew - the voice was dripped with so much British accent that they couldn't tell. So they looked to the direction it came from, and found, surprisingly, a white-headed boy again covered in experimental slop.
Or should they say, once white-headed, as his hair had now begun to fade to a dark shade of red.
"Bloody hell," came the voice again, laced with even more Britishness than before. And now, glaring with so much ferocity that you couldn't tell it was him, was who they supposed was Allen, fingers curled into a fist and looking like he wanted a fight.
Everyone was too shocked to say anything, and the only time they started to think that maybe they should help out the chief was by the time it was too late, the man having several bruises and swelling chunks of meat and even a missing tooth.
So. It seems that Allen has reverted to Red for the time being. And it seems that Alle- Red, isn't quite as polite and happy as his alter ego.
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Hey! So I know I haven't posted anything as of late, and I apologize. I feel like my hobbies are shifting again since I've been doing more Typography recently, so yeah. This little prologue here isn't my greatest work, but I decided to post it here since I just wanted to let you guys know about this idea for a story that I've had for a while. I plan to write soon, but I'm not going to post a chapter unless it's good enough to me. Anyway, as always, hope you enjoyed.
Also, just a note for those interested: I'm thinking of writing a cross-over between Haikyuu! and D. Gray-Man, and it's going to be hilarious (hopefully, I need to work on writing humour). Thanks for reading!
- animellow