The Cover Up | 2p!Talia

Understand

Day three, afternoon

These stupid 2ps have just left after an hour of their meeting. They can't even stick to their script, God fucking damn it. I'll be glad to get rid of these people.

I don't think they are even continuing with the meetings. So at least they figure out that they aren't even doing anything useful for society.

So now, the perverted Japanese dude has invited the 2ps over to his house. I'll make sure that I spot the weaknesses of these people as quickly as possible. I can't stand to see them alive.

Alfred ceased his scribbling on a sheet of paper and shoved it aside. He constantly checked the large screen in front of him, not bothering to move where Gilen is looking with the remote. After all, he wasn't doing anything exciting or worthy of interest. He was just being carried bridal style by his overprotective 2p friend, who was like a mule with all the bags he was carrying.

"Oh Gilen! You really did have to make it hard for me! I guess you'll have to share a bed with me and wear my clothes tonight!"

As always, Gilen didn't reply. He couldn't anyway.

"I do think you'd look very cute in my clothes, to be honest! It would be a welcome change from the unexciting thing you're wearing now..."

Flavio looked at his clothes, appearing rather disgusted. Fashion was the least of Gilen's unexistant priorities, even if he was conscious. Gilen was not phased by any of his stares.

"You know, it would be nice if you talked to me! I am your darling boyfriend, after all~!" 

He began to speak in a soft and anxious voice, which was quite a contrast from his usual loud and cheerful tone.

"Please talk.... please?"

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So far, this stupid blond dude is carrying us over, maybe I should start controlling him, it's kinda fun to see him this worried. It's obvious he has some sort of problem with his emotions, one minute he's crying, the next he's happy as fuck. 

I can't wait to kill him!

Alfred was immersed in his notes, not even noticing the one sided goings on in the screen, or at how many attended the meeting. Everyone was completely bored out of their minds anyway.

He seems to have got to the perverted Japanese dude's house....

He continued to write, squinting at the bright screen while scribbling mindlessly on the pages continuously.

... very late. Everyone seems to be there already. Now Flavio's just thrown Gilen on the floor and left, he seems to be pretty upset at us. Good, I don't give a fuck about him. 

Alfred turned the remote constantly, checking what everyone is doing without even getting up.

Now the small angry brother is asking what the fuck is up... Now blond guy is crying even more, rather boring. At least I found his weakness. He can be taken advantage of easily. He seems pretty clueless too.

As for the others... I guess I'll have to figure that out some other time. Progress has been made.

Alfred gazed around at the meeting room in the first time in what seemed to be a long time.

There was only Yao, Arthur, Matthew and Kiku with him. Alfred didn't seem pleased one bit.