thirteenth hit; audio & action ( fourth wall )

[inadvertently]

What the hell, since when do we have this many people here? A guy can hardly think.

Figures they'd pull this weird shit today too. Happy birthday to me. [ there's a crunch as he swings the fridge door too hard and snaps it off of it's hinges.

... Why the hell are there so many people here? Wait. Is the door opening? ]

GET THE HELL OUT!

[ And throughout this wonderful day, an increasingly irate Shizuo can be found at the bar or trying to find a place of peace and quiet. ]

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[chibizaya]

[ Flea-sized fists are hammering at your legs, Shizuo. ]

I AM NOT! TAKE THAT BACK!

[inadvertently]

[ Actually nevermind, this might be the best thing ever.

He stoops down and grabs for the appropriately sized izaya. ]

[chibizaya]

[ --Wait what. It takes a second, and he's back to his tantrum, legs flailing and kicking. ]

LET GO.

[inadvertently]

[ NOPE. Iron grip. This is a terrifying smile. ]

You know, I think I prefer you at this size! Let's see you jump around now.

[chibizaya]

[ ALL THE TEARS. ALL OF THEM THEY WILL NEVER CEAS-- wait a second.

...Are those fluffy wings on your back? brb staring at them. ]

[inadvertently]

[ not... sure what to do. He could squish him, but the thing is kind of crying and that's just unnerving.

... SHAKING YOU. ]

[chibizaya]

[ WHAT HE COULD DIE. He's crying even louder now, the shaking hurts and he wants to touch the soft down of Shizuo's wings. ]

S-stop it!!

[inadvertently]

[ WHAT DO I DO WITH IT it looks just like the flea but it's so pathetic and...

okay. not shaking it anymore. Damnit. ] I need a box.

[chibizaya]

Box? Whaddaya need a box for, Shizu-chan?

[ Grabby hands at the wings. Can't quite reach them, but dammit if he's not trying hard enough. ]

[inadvertently]

[ Ignoring! He holds the poor thing close the ceiling and goes off to find a box.

Should be one in his room... ]

[chibizaya]

[ Still reaching for the wings-- and then it hits him. ]

...ARE YOU PUTTING ME IN THE BOX?