Warnings: Crack, crack and even more crack. Also a parody of a Gintama scene, inspired by
thisDream Effects: (Optional) Amusement, with some underlining annoyance
A ding, and the closing of doors sound as five people were out of breath in an elevator.
"Is everyone alright?" asked Anri as she looked at the others a bit worriedly.
"Yeah, and everyone is here too," Izaya quickly replied already gaining back his composure.
"Eh? It feels like someone is missing though, Izaya-san..." pointed out Mikado.
"Don't worry Mikado-kun," Izaya tried to reassure as he pointed to everyone as he counted "See, we have me, you, Kida-kun, Shinra, Anri-chan," and then he lastly points to a familiar pair of sunglasses on the floor, "and Shizu-chan. That's all of us."
"S-Shizuo-san?" asked the boss of Dollars in disbelief, picking up the sunglasses he gestured to, "This is just a pair of sunglasses, right??"
"That's right, Shizu-chan is a pair of sunglasses."
"No, all that's left of Shizuo-san is a pair of sunglasses!" Mikado yelled, throwing the pair at Izaya. He managed to catch them in time though before it hit his face. "We must have left him back on the first floor... We need to go help him!"
"Yeah but, I don't want to become one of those eyebrow zombies too," Masaomi added offhandedly.
"And think about Mikado-kun, isn't this obviously Shizu-chan?" questioned the informant gesturing to the glasses he was holding.
"No matter how much I look it's just a pair of sunglasses!"
"Try to look at things a bit different. Between this and the one on the first floor, can you honestly tell which is the real one?"
"Stop confusing reality with what makes things convenient for you Izaya-san!"
"The one on the first floor could just be a sunglasses rack," said Masaomi, also trying to convince him to give up on Shizuo.
"What's that supposed to mean??"
"You know, something that just holds sunglasses up. Between that and this, the answer is obvious, right Heiwajima-san?" Kida said turning to face the glasses, already accepting the possibly doomed fate of who was strongest person in Ikebukuro.
"Of course, Kida." answered Shinra in a voice as if he was trying to sound like Shizuo talking from the sunglasses.
"Shinra-san! Even you?!"
"Calm down, Ryuugamine-kun..." interrupted Anri before Mikado went on a long rant, "For a long time, people have always debated about where the thought and soul of someone was. Was it in their mind or their heart? I think in this case it's in the sunglasses-"
"Do any of you really even care?! Fine, I'll go by myself to help him." he angrily replied to everyone as he pressed the button for the first floor. However, something strange happened. A light appeared where the number three was.
"W-Wait, why are we going to stop at the third floor?"
"I don't know," the wielder of Saika responded softly, a bit confused as well.
"Oh you know, someone is probably waiting for the elevator," Shinra answered simply. A moment of silence and dread filled the elevator. All at once everyone made a dash to the keypad.
"Don't let it open!!" shouted everyone as they started to repeatedly press the 'close door' button with Izaya just standing there.
"Too late..." the informant said a bit annoyed as who was behind the elevator doors as they opened? One Heiwajima Shizuo. Something seemed a bit off though, he just stood there looking at the floor, hunched over just a bit.
Mikado sighed in relief already walking up to him, "Shizuo-san, you're safe!"
No sooner did he do that that his head finally raised, revealing one strong and thick uni-brow on him and blank look. Cue Mikado stumbling back into the elevator now.
"Oh no! Shizuo-san got infected too!"
"That's why I said we should've just left him alone, Mikado." Masaomi replied tiredly and already making his way to the elevator door to escape as Shizuo made his way slowly into the elevator.
"Well, if we shave off his uni-brow it should be fine," he stated taking out his standard knife and taking a strike at him. He was fast and not at all sluggish like the now zombified Shizuo so it was fairly easy to aim.
"Oops~ Looks like I missed," Izaya states as it becomes apparent that he didn't cut his eyebrow, oh no. He shaved off a lot of his hair instead, leaving him with a big bald spot. The zombie just patted his head, as if sensing something was off.
"More like you missed on purpose," countered the underground doctor on the verge of facepalming but also a bit amused.
"You know me too well, Shinra."
"Would someone take this seriously please?!"
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[Waking up with a very, very amused smile on his face. Yeah, that was a fun dream. Noticing the Dreamberry by it's yellow light, Izaya picked it up-]
So, that's what it's like to have a dream broadcasted here. It's pretty interesting.
[Guess who's not filtering it on purpose~?]