…This is still continuing?

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"I have to admit…" Tyki said while leaning against the wall, surveying the white-haired teen that was currently occupied with raiding their medicine cabinet. "…That I had no idea you lot held such a liking for pills, somehow you just didn't seem to fit the part of a druggie…"

Allen let out a snort before picking up a bottle of pills with his still working hand, checking what it was by reading the label before he opened the lid, got out maybe a dozen pills which he swept into his mouth and downed with water soon afterwards.

"What are you talking about?" he asked tiredly while wiping excessive water from his mouth. "With all the injuries I've got it's really no wonder I'm addicted to painkillers…"

Tyki frowned lightly as the teen went on, continuing the search between the numerous bottles. "I don't think that's the only thing you're addicted to…"

Allen turned his head in Tyki's direction, giving him the Don't-bother-me look before returning to rummaging the medicine cabinet.

"The sick bay in Headquarters had quite a collection, you know…" Allen said after a while, still with his back to him. "Did you really think that people who watch other people die every day and who is forced to battle for one's own survival could just act all that cheery and careless as they do? Of course not, anyone who knows lock picking raids the medicine cabinets at night. Most others are into anti-depressives though; what are you into?"

A smirk grazed Tyki's lips, but he still found himself thinking about Allen's words. "You mean besides the joints?" he asked, sounding fairly amused.

Allen, having finally found what he had been looking for, pulled out a bottle of pills before closing the door to the cabinet and turning his attention to the bottle, but as it appeared, opening a bottle with one hand wasn't all too easy and hence Tyki the not-so-much-knight-in-shining-armor stepped forward and started to battle the tightly sealed bottle while Allen looked on with a somewhat indifferent look on his face.

"You know," Allen said. "Joints and tobacco count as drugs too since they're addicting as well…"

"Well, it's not like you see me preaching or anything…" Tyki replied, still unable to open the bottle. "Did you know that sugar is highly addicting as well?"

"I know that sugar makes Kanda look like he'd swallowed something sour…" Allen replied with a lazy shrug.

"Who's this Kanda then?" Tyki asked, still struggling with the bottle. "Is it someone I should know?"

Allen chuckled. "Kanda is the grumpiest individual in the entire universe. He eats nothing but tempura soba and he eats it all year long…" he said in a rather thoughtful manner. "If it weren't for that grumpy expression of his then he would look even more like a girl than I do…"

The lid finally came off and, by the sheer amount of force used to loosen it, fell to the floor with a metallic clunk. Tyki then handed the now open bottle to the teen. "There you go, Princess."

Allen gave him an overly friendly smile. "I wouldn't use that name if I were you, Tyki-pet…" he said with a great amount of cheerfulness. "After all…" he continued, lowering his voice considerably "We never do know when accidents happen, do we?"

Tyki tapped his cheek, looking thoughtful. "What sort of accident did you have in mind?"

"Something that leaves me in sweet oblivion and you in a great amount of pain…" Allen said, his voice returning to sounding thoughtful. "What about it?"

Tyki crossed his arms over his chest, looking at the white-haired teen in a rather interested manner. "And just how the Hell are you supposed to accomplish that?"

Allen gave him a rather dismissing wave as he put the bottle on the counter next to him. "I'll think about that when my head isn't all groggy…" he said, turning towards Tyki. "Got any place I can crash?"

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