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[inabapd.livejournal.com]

[ His morning routine progresses as per usual. Wake up, wash up, throw on some work-appropriate clothes… not until he’s cut across into the kitchen for his morning coffee does he notice something out of place. Something very, very out of place. He stops, doing a bit of a double-take at first, blinking slowly and incredulously as he tries to take in what he’s seeing. ]

W-who…

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[inabapd.livejournal.com]

Explain myself!? Just who do you think you are going around pretending like you're me?



Great impersonation, all right? Now cut it out.

[letsgotojunes.livejournal.com]

Mm...

[Drawing on all the knowledge that TV has given her!]

Maybe he's your evil twin!

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Cluelessly, Adachi looks to the nearest one (whichever one that is).]

Ooooh, good thinking, Nanako-chan! I didn't know you had a twin, sir! You guys are really good at this act-

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

He's not my twin!

[Facepalm. Damn it, Adachi, you're no help. Like usual.]

And I'm not impersonating. Look, this is getting nowhere. You're seriously saying you're me?

[inabapd.livejournal.com]

No I'm not you! I'm Ryotaro Dojima, a police officer with the Inaba PD. Who are you?



And how do you know my daughter and co-worker?

[letsgotojunes.livejournal.com]

So, you're not twins?

[She just got up, man. She's not prepared to deal with this madness.]

...I'm confused...

SOB EVERYONE ALWAYS LEAVES WHILE I'M AT LUNCH

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Standing near Nanako, Adachi just stares between their bickering. Man, I don't remember pushing Dojima-san in.]

Yeah...me too...

/petpet

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

You can't be Ryotaro Dojima. That's me. And she's my daughter, and he's my partner.

[Possessive!]

...Sorry you two, I wish I knew what was going on.

[inabapd.livejournal.com]

Wh-- Hey!

Listen, I don't know who you are or why you're here, but you need to cut the act. That's my daughter and that's my partner.

[letsgotojunes.livejournal.com]

[Despite having no clue what's going on, Nanako looks pretty unhappy. Why are you guys fighting? :|]

...

[So she decides to start making breakfast. Food makes everyone happier, right? HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE PANCAKES.]

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Aww, such a responsible kid. Adachi watches her go off for a second, and then a thought occurs.]

Hey, Dojima-san...uh, and Dojima-san, one of you try saying, "You're not me!" and see what happens!

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Dojima just shoots Adachi a confused look, before sighing. This yelling at... himself and stuff... is tiring.]

He isn't me.

[inabapd.livejournal.com]

"You're not me"?



Of course he's not me.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[How very...disappointing. Deflated, Adachi sighs to himself, crossing the kitchen to where Nanako is instead, asking to help (and probably causing more trouble than providing any aid). Dojima is a stubborn type of guy, and he doesn't want to be stuck waiting around for two of them to sort things out on a point they are so very convinced about.]

Let me lend you a hand, Nanako-chan.

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[In the meantime, Dojima had conducted a brilliant plan! Even though it was Lainjima's idea.]

Why don't we settle this at the station over a fingerprint analysis?

[...After pancakes. Also dibs on driving the car-]

[inabapd.livejournal.com]

Fine by me.

[letsgotojunes.livejournal.com]

[Just in time for the first batch of pancakes to be done. Nanako emerges with a plate full of 'em, and sets them on the table.]

Um, breakfast, Dad!

[...Still doesn't know which to address. Oh well.]

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Delegated to the menial task of bringing the syrup (figures, Nanako's more reliable than any of the adults in this room), Adachi nearly drops it when he hears their plan.]

Y-you can't honestly be planning to walk into the station like that, sir...s!

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

What other choice do I have? I'm getting to the bottom of this.

[Oh. Breakfast. Uh. Dojima looks over at his double somewhat hesitantly.]

...Thanks, Nanako.

[inabapd.livejournal.com]

Nanako, this isn't...



We have to get down to the station. This guy could be dangerous.

[letsgotojunes.livejournal.com]

Oh... you don't want breakfast...?

[SAD FACE.]

Um, alright... Maybe Adachi-san can eat some of them.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Whoa, hold up there! Nanako's sad face was a lethal weapon, here. Plus, pancakes. He grabs onto both their sleeves automatically.]

Hey, you won't uh...have energy to argue at the station if you don't have breakfast. We should eat first!

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[There's a hesitant look on Dojima's face at that. He clearly doesn't trust another one of "him" being in the house.]

We're not arguing.

[They are.]

And I'm not so sure we have time for that.

[inabapd.livejournal.com]

Listen, I appreciate the offer...



but figuring all this out should be our priority here.

[letsgotojunes.livejournal.com]

No, it's alright! I don't want you to be late for work!

[Just gonna put on a brave face. Like always.]

Maybe we can have dinner together later. [You know, if you don't work overtime again.]