((Really? With you guys constantly bickering like a married couple you could have fooled me.))“NOT. MY. BOYFRIEND.”
“…why in the world would I ever even consider dating that Osakan brute?”
((Really? With you guys constantly bickering like a married couple you could have fooled me.))“NOT. MY. BOYFRIEND.”
“…why in the world would I ever even consider dating that Osakan brute?”
“Heiji! Be reasonable! He would treat me like a lady if we went out on a date.”
“Oh, god… the last thing I want to do is get between you two. Neither of you need to worry about that even an iota.”
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((people have really strong reactions when I ask for stuff on skype. they were all typing furiously. i just want chocolate cake gosh dangit))
“I’m calling your bluff, oh great deductive chef~ Lying to young ladies isn’t very classy, you know.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vPlsJiMHDQQ“Tha’ was fer Kudo’s sake! I faked it!”
“I KNEW it!”
“Oh ‘m sorry, am I interrupting something? But it’s true, if ya want good Japanese food, ‘m yere guy.”
"Excuse me, Kudo-san and I are trying to have a delightful conversation at the moment… Go back to your Osaka and your okonomiyaki if it’s so important to you!”
“If ya want real Japanese cookin’, I would be tha one ya wanna talk with, not this half-brit.”
“Would you PLEASE go away, Hattori-san?”
“Yet yere the one who keeps sayin’ I’m a savage brute, and how ‘m incompetent. ‘m only providin’ proof to tha contrary.” Hattori crosses his arms. “And ya talk about humanity, yet ya jump down my throat fer kickin’ in tha door when someone could’a been dyin’, and tha few prciouse moments tha he could’a had i used ta break down tha door and save him, instead of lettin’ him die by being ‘that perfect detective’.” Hattori rolls his eyes. “No ones perfect, Hakuba, not ya, not Kudo, not me. We all have flaws, but tha’s what makes us great detectives. If ya can’t accept tha’ then ya might as well go home and stay there.”
“Of course I know that. No one is infallible. I’m usually one of the first to admit when I’m wrong and I have, and will continue to do so, when such occasions occur. You know my complaints were based primarily on concern for procedure, making accountable decisions with consideration to alternatives, and keeping lines of effective communication open. I value life just as much as you do, Hattori-san; just not at the expense of others.”
“…so if you’re quite done with your posturing and other such nonsense, perhaps we could return to more constructive avenues, such as taking a break for tea, or coffee, or hell, some whiskey if that’s more your style.”
“Yere avoiding tha point ‘cuz ya know ‘m right.”
“…you’ve just lost sight of the humanity of the case. All you think about is how you supposedly bested me in a blasted competition which, incidentally, was not even real. Hattori-san, I’m ashamed of you!”
“Oh, yeah, incompetent, yet ya thought it was tha wrong person, remember tha’? Remember my class in gettin’ tha real murderer ta show herself?” Hattori leaned in. “HMMMM?”
“I remember feeling quite bad for the girl… such a shame that she lost herself in the pursuit of revenge. Isn’t it terrible? A detective using their skills to take another life and put innocents in danger in the process…”
“…it’s utterly tragic, really.”
“At least I’m not a stuck up, over-polite asshole, who takes pleasure in knockin’ down those who are obviously much better then he, because he can’t compete.”
“Oh, I can compete, though it’s really not much of a competition when my opponent is so utterly incompetent.”