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[insertar guiño a la audiencia] GoldenLiar

Summary:

A Alonso le preocupa su nuevo compañero de patrulla.

(—Pareciere incapaz de percibirnos. —Insiste, con una intensidad que, sin duda, peca de excesiva. —Alonso, ¿estás celoso?)

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❝ GRAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! ❞

The shiny steel lid flies backward as Zenigata suddenly pounces out. Quite the acrobatic feat, given his size... One hand holds firm to a set of handcuffs, the other points an accusatory finger mere inches from the poor kid's face. He looks like a bull on the verge of a ten mile charge. ❝ BWAHAHA!! I'VE GOT YOU NOW, LUPIN!! I-- I, uuuh... ❞

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❝ .. Daisuke! What a pleasant surprise!! ❞ Just like that, a grin brightens his face. Gone is the grimace, the bunched shoulders-- and the insane look in his eye. It's enough to give anyone a bad case of whiplash. ❝ How have you been, my boy? ❞

@zenigatakeibu

( ... geeze , this place sure is inconspicuous . ) ' --- what's something like that even supposed to mean ? '

it isn't his usual route home , in any case . a few twists and turns have taken him quite a ways from the main , bustling roads and into the city's quieter pathways . by the time he made it back to the family mansion , no doubt the sun would already be in a blistering set , and the calling card that he had set down at the foot of a nearby museum's artifact at his mother's nagging behest would be discovered , the news and police force scrambling for another night of the great phantom thief dark's appearance . one he'd have to prepare for the instant his mother was able to stuff him into dark's clothes , a thought that makes him stagger a little and groan , until his foot , clumsy as ever , nudges against the steel of a nearby can .

when it starts to rattle , daisuke only blinks at first . but then the noise turns violent , and zenigata , in all his furious , enormous build and roar erupts out like the world's worst jack-in-the-box ---

' W-WAAAAAHHH ?!?! '

not so unlike an animal playing dead does the niwa drop to the sidewalk and curl up on it , covering his head in a shivering clutch . if this was a punishment from god , he would have accepted it --- only zenigata seems to recognize him in an instant , cooling immediately , leaving daisuke to wonder whether whether or not maybe instead of a punishment , it was still just a warning , or maybe even a test . his ears are left ringing , and even if zenigata's face has brightened with recognition and warmth , daisuke's remains pale as a ghost's .