first bullet: VIDEO

[tenthboss]

[ It had taken Tsuna awhile to figure out the communicator, and even longer to understand that he wasn't in that machine that Shouichi made. After a round of anti-"I'm having a dream" moments, he decided to take a look outside, after making sure that he was securely wrapped in sheets and a blanket, only to see the damage surrounding the island. Suddenly, he turns on the communicator, looking as angry and a pint sized mafia boss in a sheet toga can look... ]

Which one of you did this? I know some of you are here, so there isn't a point in hiding.

[ The feed cuts after a mumble of "This is coming out of someone's paycheck..." ]

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[tenthboss]

[ Tsuna flails so much out of fright he drops the communicator. ]

D-Didn't anyone tell you not to do that?!

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[serpente]

[ He shuts the door behind him, smirking. ]

I hear a lot of chatter in my line of work, Tsunayoshi. Most of it I ignore.

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[tenthboss]

[ Tsuna immediately crosses the room and opens the door again, looking sternly at Mukuro ]

I'm not playing this game with you, Mukuro.

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[serpente]

No? Very well then.

[ Excuse him while he takes a seat on your bed, Tsuna. He smirks. ]

You looked much better when you wore a mantle.

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[tenthboss]

A mantle? That thing was hot and way too heavy. [ Tsuna hated wearing it but tradition was tradition...]

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[serpente]

Indeed, and it makes it easier for me to catch you if you try to run when I take over your body.

[ Yep. Still spouting that. It's become a kind of in-joke now though, huh... ]

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[tenthboss]

You're still going on about that? [ Tsuna rolls his eyes ] You should take that determination and place it somewhere else.

[serpente]

Such as where?

[ And please don't say his paperwork, because paperwork is dull. ]

[tenthboss]

[ Tsuna sighs ]

Maybe into something fruitful, like your work. We're always pestering you for your reports.

[serpente]

Oh, those. [ He flaps his hand flippantly. ] I never understood why you need everything in writing. Surely you can write down what I tell you?

[tenthboss]

You know how many people I have to take a report from daily? [ A sigh ] You could make it a little easier for me.

[serpente]

Make them write their reports then. I'm far too busy to put pen to paper.

[ He's also a very slow typer. Which is another reason why he hates writing up reports. ]

[tenthboss]

Fine, how about you record them and I'll get someone to type them up.

[serpente]

[ He claps his hands together as if he's just realised something extraordinarily brilliant. ]

What a wonderful idea, Tsunayoshi! I never would have thought of that. [ A smirk - yeah, right, as if he's going to trust one of your Vongola underlings to faithfully transcribe what he says. ]

[tenthboss]

I'll do it for you, if I have to.

[serpente]

That is very kind of you.

[ Well, that's his congenial visit done with. You have one other Guardian who no doubt would dearly love to greet you with his tonfa. He stands and stretches languidly, making it clear he intends to leave in a moment. ]

Oh yes, I should tell you that if you want clothes, you have to imagine them into being.

[tenthboss]

Oh! [ Hibari didn't tell him that...Huh. Thinking for a moment, he imagines up a simple shirt, hoodie and jeans. ]

At least I don't have to wear a stuffy suit all the time here.

[serpente]

Does that mean we're exempt from following your orders as long as we're here?

[ He pauses by the door, hand resting on the knob in preparation of opening it. ]

[tenthboss]

[ Tsuna smiles to Mukuro, but there isn't much joking behind it ] Unfortunately, no, because you'll just do whatever you want, but it'd be nice if you would listen from time to time.

[serpente]

[ He smirks broadly, mismatched eyes glittering. ]

Oh, but I always listen, Tsunayoshi.

[ --and he just slid out of your room like the Mist he is: quickly and silently. Always has to have the last word, he does. ]