18 [Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

[The journal clicks on, and Gold... is not looking too happy.]

Hey, whoever's bright idea it was to stash a chicken milk bomb in my house, you better watch your back. You've gotten yourself into a battle you got no chance of winning, you got that? Come clean and maybe we'll go easy on yo--

[Suddenly, there's a telltale crash. You know, that one

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[its_troublesome]

[Chicken milk bomb- oh. OH. He'd forgotten all about that - he might've gotten rid of it otherwise. Prank wars are just troublesome.

Can't fix that now though, so he'll just hide his face... and a snicker. If it were anyone else, he'd probably feel guilty about such a nasty prank, buuut. Recalling what happened back in April and what he heard later on, he's fairly sure that-]

[its_troublesome]

[...ah.

And the smirk on his face disappears, hearing what comes next. It's frustrating enough when it happens to people he's never met but even if he doesn't know Gold especially well, he's a good enough guy.

Shikamaru closes the journal without a word, having had enough of it for one day. He might stop by House 15 (stealthily, of course) in a day or so anyways, though, and see if there's anything he can do about the smell.]

[antlioncyclone]

[Mewtwo comes home for some food, and finds...this.

Ohhhh somebody is going to get hurt.

Thanks to his lack of restraint, he spends the rest of the day following the trail, losing the trail, heading out to the barrier instead, bodily smashing into the barrier for a few hours, and dragging himself back home to sleep off the agitation (and blunt trauma).]