5/ something tells me this Christmas wont be a peaceful one

[godtrolling]

A. [Inside Orihara household, at Taylor Road 1125, Izaya Orihara has just woken up, dressed, and walked down to check the Christmas tree. Knowing all the fuss the town has made about Christmas, he was sure the town would try to surprise him some how or make it a hellish day. Ha ha, there's no way the town could do something like that, he's

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LOL, B!

[evers_hacker]

[... Why is some cackling person running into the house? Just gonna take a break from bandaging her arm from when the tv attacked her and peer from the kitchen to see what the fuck is going on.]

Uh...

[godtrolling]

[He waved at the stranger with a quick 'Yo!' before he hid behind the kitchen counter. He's motioning a 'shhhhh', there's no explanation to this what so ever. ...Well the explanation might come through the door any second now..]

[shizychan]

[ Coming through the door, what? The door itself flies inside as Shizuo kicks it and soon steps inside, carrying a large postbox above his head and looking around to find where that fucking flea hid himself... He still hasn't realised just whose house this is, but then again when he is so angry and dressed in a fucking, well, dress, he simply doesn't have any time to try and figure these little details out.

He has a flea to kill. ]

[evers_hacker]

[Shizuo's just broke the front door, is carrying a postbox and he's wearing a dress.

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

So, have some very confused blinking.]

... S-Shizuo?

A!

[lovely_crane]

Orihara-san, do we have a guest?

*Of course she asks this just before she hears the ruckus. She quickly runs around the house to investigate much like an episode of Scooby Doo*

[godtrolling]

[Well there's some mad laughter as it seems like Izaya has awaken the beast.]

Ah, Iroha! Good morning! ...Well, to say a 'guest' is putting it lightly.

[And he says all this while escaping something inside the house.]

[shizychan]

[ The last Shizuo remembers is going to bed at his house with his kitty curled up next to him. He had expected the annoying drone wife to wake him up in the morning, but that still might have been better than having to wake up with Izaya having his knife on his throat and laughing at him. It had... honestly been a very confusing sight, before he soon had slowly started to realise that this wasn't his house and the clothes he was wearing weren't his...

... The last drop was when he actually tried to ask "WHAT THE FUCK!?" and not a sound came out of his mouth.

Let's just say Izaya's knife hadn't helped him much, since soon the beast was destroying the house while trying to kill the flea. ]

[lovely_crane]

Ah! Who is this person and why is he wearing that?!

*This thought gets pushed away once she sees Izaya brandishing a knife. The "guest" doesn't look like a drone, yet her husband doesn't seem to like him either. Her anger rose when this intruder starts to trash the place*

Stop messing up the house! I work very hard to keep it clean!