ML: Take responsibility
Mirabelle: No. ︻デ═一
ML: Do it or else it sounds unfair. (⌐■_■)--︻╦╤─
Mirabelle: Fine. I will take you to jail as my responsibility. ̿ ̿̿'̿̿\̵͇̿̿\=(•̪●)=/̵͇̿̿/'̿̿ ̿ ̿
ML: Fine by me. I will kill the guards at your jail. (╯°□°)--︻╦╤─ - - -
Mirabelle: Also fine by me, I'll sue you. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)╭∩╮
ML: I'll burn down your house. ( ͡ಥ ͜ʖ ͡ಥ)
Mirabelle: You don't even know me!
Ml: You don't know me.
Mirabelle: Okay then! How about- *Points at author* Let this B*TCH take responsibility.
ML: Okay then. How?
Mirabelle: *smirks as she looks at the author's fainted body*
ML: Don't waste my time. Nevermind... I'm leaving. *Turns to walk away*
Mirabelle: *catches ML and grips his sleeve*
ML: Stop groping me.
Mirabelle: You look too disgusting for me to grope. Besides, how could I, Mirabelle, the madwoman, the Evil Queen ever touch a man with lowly standards? I was blessed by the holy gods!
ML: Ahem! You mean cursed...
Mirabelle: Mutant.
ML: I am leaving.
Mirabelle: Fine by me! Don't regret that you cannot beat up the author today!
ML: *pauses* She's the author?
Mirabelle: What? Did you realize just now? Tch...
ML: I thought she was a smarter person. *Stares at the author* she seems stupid.
Mirabelle: Exactly... if you want to take responsibility or any of that sort-
ML: I was told she was a heavenly god or something.
Mirabelle: The author?
ML: *nods*
Mirabelle: GOD?? She's uglier than satan! And yes, that's a lie. That narcissist has been spreading false rumors. The real author is a perverted, lovesick, two brains celled, crazy, and out of her mind.
ML: Okay... so how do you want to beat her up?
Mirabelle: Throw her to the government office!
ML: No take her to the police station.
Mirabelle: No, to a lawyer, she needs to accused of harassing me.
ML: No, that does not look enough. We need to feed her to the dogs.
Mirabelle: ⊙︿⊙ *stares at the ML with a new light* I think you're not normal either.
ML: *smirks* Neither were you.
Mirabelle: ...
ML: *Yawns* *Takes out his cellphone*
ML: Assistant, time to take on plan B, to destroy the world. *smirks*
Mirabelle: *staggers to the floor* ⊙︿⊙
Mirabelle: Vodka! Vodka!