phantom-thief-kid:

“You aren’t.” KID ran a finger through the frosting and licked it off. “Adorable, huh? I’ve not heard that from you before.“

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"For the sake of my sanity, I’m going to ignore that and continue to believe that I am dreaming. And/or drunk.”

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“And because of that, I will now fully admit that, yes, you are adorable, tiny or otherwise. I guess you haven’t managed to figure out all of those things I said to you in French, hm? I actually have quite a long list of compliments I could give~”

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“And, wow, this cake is so good!”

phantom-thief-kid:

KID sat down, a bit annoyed by his miniature state. There were some opportunities that he could capitalize on, though…

“You’re in rather a good mood, detective.” He took a bite.

“There’s piles of good food about (and duck, but we won’t talk about that), you’re here and incredibly adorable, and I’m fairly certain that I’m dreaming… or very, very drunk… It’s hard not to be in a good mood!”

To be fair, Hakuba hadn’t been eating much at all the last several days, so it was about time to fix that.