patientxpetals:

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   GASP! She knew this guy and he was going to sing with her? Score!

   Leaning into the brunette, she couldn’t help but to grin from ear to ear while her arm wrapped around some part of him — what it was didn’t matter, as long as she had a hold of him. Oh, but he was using magic and she wasn’t strong enough to resist the excited squeal that left her.

   She had even forgotten that they were singing for a moment, until he pulled her in and reminded her.

   ”Oh, right!
                        pRιNcE AlI – FαBυLoUѕ нE – AlI AвAвWα
                        ɢEɴUғLeCт, SнOw ѕOмE ReSpEcT:
                        dOwN Oɴ oNe ĸNeE!!

At the last line, the magician did drop down onto a knee, sliding his hand across her shoulder and down her arm to take hold of her hand as he did. He wasn’t even paying attention to how she was singing, just matching her lyrics with the song automatically as he continued with the florist.

“Now try your best to stay calm.~”

He stood, still holding the hand, and lightly flicked the unoccupied hand over her shoulder, just barely touching her clothes as he did.

“Brush off your Sunday salaam.~”

And now he took a step back.

“Then come and meet his spectacular coterie!~” Kaito finished, spreading both arms and doves suddenly flew above their heads as confetti slowly fell onto their hair, clothes, and the ground around them.

patientxpetals:

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   Twirls and giggles~

   If someone doesn’t stop her she’s going to start singing Disney songs. Wait——

                                     ”нEy cLeAr тHe wAy ιN TнE Ol’ BαZαAr
                                      нEy yOυ! LeT Uѕ тHrOυGн-
                                      Iт’ѕ α вRιGнT NeW SтAr
                                      oH CoMe вE TнE FιRѕT Oɴ yOυR BlOcK To мEeT HιS EyE!”

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He blinked when Madison suddenly burst out into song before chuckling. If the tipsy movement hadn’t already been enough to tell him she was drunk, the singing would have been. And the power of Disney compelled him to join her, grinning and putting an arm around her shoulder, the other sweeping out in front of them.

“Make way! Here he comes! Ring the bells! Bang the drums!”

And he couldn’t resist showing off, making a small bell and a hand drum appear for their mentioned lines before disappearing in his outstretched hand. Then he pulled her in slightly for the next line.

“Ah, you’re gonna love this guy!~”

patientxpetals:

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   ”Well, he keeps it in a safe in his office downtown. He’d keep it at home, but he doesn’t trust Carmen enough.” She snorted and rested her cheek in her hand, “He says ‘is office and most ‘a the floor he works on is gettin’ renovated soon, so the place’ll be mostly empty. Unless we’re lookin’ fer a crowd.”

   The images she had found of KID were enough to help her assume that, maybe, he was a fan of crowds. Any thief would, if she thought about it — would make escaping easier if there were one-too-many people to check at once.

   Groaning lightly, she let her fingers dig into her hair. She hoped all this thinking would do her some good.

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“Hmm… a crowd isn’t really needed… The police would guard wherever the necklace would be kept, so if Kid were to come, he’d just disguise as an officer. Though, it would be nice if we could easily gather a lot of people, I suppose. Then maybe you could keep an eye out as well, instead of just relying on him coming to me to get it back. If we did that, we’d need a copy of the card first, of course, so either of us could get Kid the card when we have the opportunity….”

The magician placed an elbow on the table and propped his chin, smiling at Madison.

“‘Course, that would only be if you wanted to do something like that. Otherwise, there really wouldn’t be much of a difference between more people versus just the police.”

patientxpetals:

   ”N—No, I should have knocked or somethin’. Let y’ know I was here. I didn’t wanna bug y’, though.” So much for that idea.

   Madison groaned into her hands and gave her head a hard shake. Things wouldn’t be half as awkward if the image wasn’t burned into the backs of her eyelids. She tried to ignore the fact that she had seen him naked, but — dammit — it wasn’t something she saw often. It was bound to stick with her.

   ”Clothes, right. Clothes, clothes…” She didn’t even know where his room was, if that’s where his clothes were sitting in the first place, but any reason to move was a good reason. Shuffling to another door, she opened it with some hesitation — oh, thank goodness. It was his.

   Grabbing Kaito’s clothes, she made her way towards the bathroom door. Her breath hitched, fingers tightening around the bundle of clothes she had grabbed from his bed. “U—Uh, I got it… Here.”

   She turned her head, arms outstretched.

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He waited, back against the door as he took a few deep breaths to get the colour in his face down some. Didn’t help much, since it wanted to come back when he knew he’d have to open the door again to take the clothes from her.

“Thanks…”

The magician carefully turned the knob and slowly pushed it, looking out just enough to see where Madison was holding them out, reaching an arm out to accept the clothes. Then, he pulled back in and shut the door behind him. It didn’t take long to change into them, since he kinda wanted to get covered as quickly as possible. He didn’t really want to leave just yet, though…

So he went back to leaning, this time with one shoulder to the door as he crossed his arms.

“…So… did you find it? Your phone?”

♙ a kiss on a bruise

Oops…

Kaito barely had time to even take a step forward as she fell backwards and winced at the loud thud of her elbow connecting with the table. The top hat soon dropped to the ground with the confetti, the cat plushie inside almost coming out as it did, as he quickly went over to Madison.

“You okay?” He asked as he moved around and knelt down to look at her arm. It had certainly sounded like it had hurt, and as he carefully lifted it up to get a better look, the redness was pretty good proof as well.

“Sorry… Didn’t think you’d get that surprised…”

The magician paused for a moment before smiling and lowering his head to place a soft kiss on the injury before looking at her.

“That’s supposed to make it better, right?”

Play Flappy Bird. >D

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*tests the controls out* “This seems… simple. Why do I have a bad feeling about this?”

*tries getting through the first pipe and fails three times in a row*

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“…A really bad feeling… Is he supposed to be able to get through without hitting his head when he flaps?”

(ten minutes later*)

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"…”

(15 minutes later)

*turns it off and calmly sets phone down while taking deep breaths*

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“…I got to 14. And I’m not going to play it again.”

(Didn’t seem like it’d be much with the other two here, but here’s their reactions.)

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"…No, I did not throw it all the way across the room. …Just halfway. I don’t need to prove myself by spending hours trying to get a badly controlled bird through small gaps in pipes, anyway.”

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“I’m not even going to make an attempt. Do you really want me to play something that’s known for making people angry? And so badly that they needed to make other games simply to get revenge on the bird? Because if you do, you’re rather foolish.”

patientxpetals:

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   …There are too many fancily dressed people in the room. “Eh? Who th’ heck is that?”

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“Just someone who apparently thinks it’s okay to barge into other people’s blogs because he doesn’t have one himself….”

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“Hmph… Well, maybe if someone weren’t so focused on a thief, I wouldn’t have to come into his blog. Anyway, miss, I’m Jean Descole. A scientist who studies ancient technology.”

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“Well, why not make this a full party?”

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“…Could both of you please get out? Go on Spider’s blog, if you want to rant, Descole.”

patientxpetals:

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   ”Yer both in trouble, then.”

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“…Alright, I’ll accept that, if only to try and stop talking about those games because someone might get jealous we-”

*door flies open*

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“Are you really discussing Layton while I can only sit back and watch?”

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“…Too late…”