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[A new Larxene is bursting through a random door into the dressing room. She doesn't look pleased at all. Also has a slight German accent.]

Axel!

Where the fuck are you so I can break your fucking arm!?

[And... This wasn't the dressing room she was looking for.]

What the fuck...?

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Trouble in paradise?

[a new one, Larx can tell; but he can't help but tease.]

What the hell is that suppose to mean?!

[--Wait. Is that a guy that looks like her? Wow. Fans get creepier every day.]

How did you get backstage, freak?

I came down the chimney.

[completely ignores her first question, lounging in his seat, chin propped up in one hand. my, he looks comfortable.]

Riiight.

Where's security...

[Turns around to open the door she just came through... Hello closet.]

[pff.]

I'm afraid you won't find any of that here.

[Okay. She was pretty sure she hadn't been drugged and kidnapped but with the clone over there he might have gone the extra mile...]

All right, creep. You're going to lead me to the door so I can call a taxi or this isn't going to be pretty.

[he'd be laughing so much right now if he knew what she was thinking.]

I'm not leading you anywhere. You found your way in, you can find your way out.

[except, she can't.]

Like hell you aren't.

[Disgruntled sigh goes here.] Sheiße... Fine. I'll give you an autograph, alright?

[that actually makes him pause, and then he starts laughing. it's a very loud and obnoxious laugh. why are all of the female hims so stupid?]

I don't want your autograph, precious.

[Hey she's not stupid. She just expects the kidnapping setting before an actually alternate universe version of herself.]

What? Usually that's all you crazy fans want. You're not getting anything more, asshole.

[matter of opinion there, sweetheart. of course, he's not helping with his lack of answers.]

Why not? More importantly, what else do you think I'd want?

Like I'd ever want to think of what goes on in your messed up minds.

This is getting old fast, buddy. I want out. [Crosses arms and glares.]

You and all the others. But you're not going to get out, no matter how much you kick or scream or threaten.

[leans back in his seat, a very big and unpleasant grin on his face.]

[Just her luck to get the creepy rapist. Pinches the bridge of her nose because sudden headache.]

Fuck my life...

There, now you sound at home.

[grins.]

You rang turtle-dove?

[Well... Maybe she just took a wrong turn. Whatever. Target locked.]

Do you think you're funny, asshole?!

[Stomps over and grabs the front of his jacket.]

Hey..Hey... Not in public.

[He is starting to think you are new...and, maybe not the Larxene's he is use to. but he'll humor you for now. ]

I've been told I can tell a joke or two.

Really now? And what does burning my sticks fall under, fucker?

And don't even try to deny it. You're the only one with a fire obsession here.

[Looks about ready to just start punching him.]

[He is still just sort of smirking... Yeah, he has no clue what you are talking about. ]

Sorry kitten, i think you got the wrong Axel. [He just sort of snaps his fingers and makes a flame. ]

Wrong Axel my ass. And stop your stupid tricks.

[Thinks he just coated his hand in something and sparked it. Wouldn't be the first time.]

Heh...I'll show you a trick, baby.

[And hay look, how about half the room just sort of suddenly catches on fire...well, except you. ]

Shit!

Axel what the fuck is that?!

[He wouldn't actually set a room on fire, right? They have to pay for that!]

Heh, let me guess, you're new.

[And oh hay look, flames suddenly gone. ]

Thats a real fire. And Welcome to the Dressing Room.

Ugh! Don't fuck with me like that, Axel!

[Someone doesn't believe him. He plays too many pranks for her to take anything he says seriously. Let's go of him just to aim a punch towards his gut.]

o-ow..

[Well, he isn't sure what else he can do to prove that he isn't...oh wait. ]

Come here... I wanna show ya somethin'~ [How about he just grabs your hand and puts it on his chest. ]

Whaddya feel?

[Axel you could have just teleported...]

What's wrong with you today? God. [Makes to pull her hand away but. What the hell. There's no beating.] ...What?

[Well..then he'd have to leave and you are too sexy so there. ]

No heart. I am not your Axel... But I'd like to be~ [Flirting Axel is flirting. ]

This isn't your world.

...Right.

Have you been taking acid or something?

[And her response to the flirting? A big step back. Personal space is an amazing thing.]

Tch... I wish.

[And he is back to making small balls of flames in his hand, then extinguishing them. ]

Listen Babe, you don't have to believe me, but once you run into yourself a few times I think you'll get the hint.

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