go kanji it's your birthday

[realmenknitplushies]

Who: Kanji and ....anyone?
Where: A Place.
When: Um.
What: Silly palate-cleanser fluff for a change of pace from War, Drama, Nobodies and Fog.
Warnings: hahahahaha maybe for toothache

Suddenly, everything was soft and fluffy. Piles of fabric and fuzz everywhere. The odd stuffed toy falling from the sky.
And from the middle of all of it, a movement, and a head poking through the vista.

"... what the hell?!"

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[realmenknitplushies]

...Robots? What the hell? "Don't you go accusin' me of bein' a Shadow, asshole! I ain't-"

If this double wants a fight, though, Kanji'll give it to him. He's done it once, he'll do it again, he'll do it as many times as it takes.

As he raises a fist, skipping past trying to find a weapon in this ridiculous place, he's caught with his mouth open and hand in the air as the other falls back into the fluff.
...Oooof.

[bleachout]

For a moment, there's no further response. ...Okay, annoying as this situation is, maybe Kanji is getting a little distracted by the fuzziness down here. Round one to the impostor, or whoever else put all these stuffed animals here.

But like hell he's staying down forever! Abruptly, the sea of fluff parts, and Kanji bursts forth like a young volcano. With a wordless yell, he throws himself bodily at the other him, furry turtle in tow.

[realmenknitplushies]

Oh, it's on. It's very much on. Kanji raises his arms to grab at his doppelganger as he charges, or at least, block the impact somewhat - shove him back into the sea of fuzz, perhaps, if he can get a good grip. Not that's likely around here.