sanemi, sliding the door to the living room open harder than he cried when genya died: guys.

sanemi: tomioka giyuu is fucking gone.

uzui: who?

rengoku: *slaps uzui* are your memories back?

uzui: man.

himejima: what happened?

sanemi, going over to the group to sit down: well. kinda just woke up, meant to give him the shit, then he was gone.

tokitou:

tokitou, genuinely horrified: are you guys exchanging weed?

iguro: *looks at tokitou just as horrified*

shinobu, running into the room: tomioka-san is gone!

uzui: what is happening today and why are the people who hate him the most the first ones to report to us about his disappearance

rengoku: so you do know who he is!

uzui: who?

sanemi: you're not a fucking owl, tengen. get your shit together.

uzui: but what if i wanna be an owl?

sanemi: that's impossible???

uzui: ok boomer, atleast i have dreams. guess yours died with your mom.

sanemi:

iguro: bold of you to assume he had them in the first place. *to sanemi* did you?

sanemi:

himejima: i think you're all being a little too mean...

rengoku: i agree! shinazugawa-kun, don't mind the--

sanemi: whO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING A BOOMER YOU ABSOLUTE NUMBSKULL?

uzui: I MEAN YOUR HAIR IS WHITE

sanemi:

sanemi: ... SO IS YOURS???

uzui: hA?! nAnDaTTe tEmE? you wanna fight, boy?

sanemi: oRRRA YOU WANNA GO!?

shinobu, breaking in between the two of them: ok, ok, i know the author is kind of a massive weeb but can we please calm down and assess the current situation? tomioka-san is gone.

iguro: why'd you even care

shinobu: mitsuri cares too you know.

iguro: oh well shit damn mmmmmmmmMmmmmMmmmMmmmMMmmm i'm all ears.

kanroji, in the middle of panicking in giyuu's room where they found him gone:

rengoku, rubbing sanemi's chin to appease him: so! what do we do?

sanemi: *purring*

uzui, whispering to tokitou: dogs don't purr. do they?

tokitou, whispering back: he's on cat software

himejima: couldn't it be that he had just fled off somewhere to, say, run some errands or make some purchases?

shinobu: that IS possible, but his stinky clothes and hungry wallet were gone too.

uzui: the hell you even looking for him man

shinobu: i was about to pour ice cold water on his face this morning, okay? i was so excited. but well. guess things don't really go along according to plan, huh

kanroji: *runs into the room* I FOUND A NOTE!

iguro: yes MaMa what is it

uzui: you thirsty bro get some pornhub tonight or something

kanroji: *reading from the paper* "i'm going to become a comedian" (in very formal japanese).

himejima:

shinobu:

rengoku:

the flower pot:

iguro: not this shit again.

sanemi, now rejecting rengoku's chin rubs because his mood swings are bad: the fuck is wrong with him? last time he caused everyone so much trouble because he apparently wanted to be a *air quotation* MuSiciAn *crosses arms* and now he's saying he'll be something like that? dude, he can't even say shit for all he's worth.

tokitou: he's worried.

uzui: he's worried. (1)

himejima: yes he is.

uzui: ughhh man use "(2)", come on

iguro: how did you even say &@%# what the fuck are you

uzui: (2)?

iguro: yeah, &@%#

uzui: *shrugs* im unique.

sanemi: hELL IF I AM! WE'RE LOSING MANPOWER HERE. THERE'S ALREADY LIKE A FEW DECENT FIGHTERS LEFT AROUND HERE

giyuu, popping up from a large flower vase: did i worry you?

sanemi: NO! i-it's not like that, you baka! Σ(///□///)

uzui: oh my god a classic

shinobu:

shinobu: wait

shinobu: tomioka-san, you were there from the beginning?

giyuu:

giyuu, slowly nodding as he gets out of the vase and puts the lid back on:

himejima: welcome back. did you have fun?

rengoku: he probably couldn't. you can barely do anything fun inside a giant flower vase!

uzui: maybe jacked off in there idk hey sanemi go smell th--

tokitou: horny begone

uzui: ... i'm not???

giyuu:

shinobu:

shinobu: so.

shinobu: you wanted to become a comedian.

giyuu: hiding in this vase was my first step. please laugh.

iguro:

kanroji:

sanemi:

giyuu: please. i found my dream.

shinobu:

shinobu: i mean, well, we could certainly laugh at you because you're a joke entirely but this is just...

sanemi: what the fuck are you even high on, dude? last time you were going on and on about this musician bulshit and now you're all for becoming a comedian?

giyuu: ... *nods*

sanemi: god.

sanemi: oh my god you are the reason the world will end on 2020.

tokitou: yeah, been there. kinda didn't like it, really.

uzui: o

uzui: okarin?

tokitou:

tokitou: ma... mayuri?

uzui: hOntoU ni oKaRiN nA nO kA?

tokitou: mAyuRi... maYuRi! KiMi... iKiTenNo???

uzui: dumbass no im suzuha.

tokitou: agh fuck.

uzui: ok moment over, hey, giyuu, you son of an animal. explain.

giyuu: i found my dream.

rengoku: well isn't that great!

kanroji: it is!

iguro: mitsuri, NO

shinobu:

giyuu: i heard being pokerfaced when delivering jokes can be funnier than when you laugh along with your audience.

giyuu: so maybe i could really succeed.

sanemi, massaging his head because it's starting to honestly hurt from giyuu's bs: so? why not crack a joke for us then?

shinobu:

sanemi:

giyuu:

giyuu: *inhales* this is the joke.

giyuu: i don't actually want to be a comedian.

sanemi:

giyuu:

giyuu: that was also a joke. of course, if i--

shinobu: *gets up and leaves*

iguro: *tells mitsuri he ordered sakuramochi from a good shop yesterday and that they're set to arrive today so they'd better go get it*

kanroji: *leaves with iguro*

himejima: i'm sorry. *leaves with tokitou clinging to his back*

uzui: man, i kinda feel like the rest of my day is gonna go reaaally badly... *leaving*

rengoku: mm... i want yakitori. *leaves*

sanemi: you motherfucker. *spits at giyuu and leaves*

giyuu:

giyuu, all alone in a dark room as his companions leave for their own businesses and slam the door behind them:

sabito's ghost: *shaking his head sadly*

giyuu:

giyuu: : (((

moral of the story: learn to find the appropriate timing and place for your "pranks".