A certain thief’s Kaitou senses are tingling.

Somebody, somewhere, is taking the KID title for their own, and he doesn’t appreciate it in the slightest.

There’s going to be hell to pay.

I can’t believe the double standards in this disgusting society.

Still confused as to why they stole the balls from the ballpit in the first place tbh.

Question: what is a “contract” and should he form one.

Casually hides the magazines under his bed. Nobody will ever know.

“So we have a king now, huh? Well let’s see how well you do up on that throne, your highness. I hope you don’t force somebody to instigate a revolution.”

A firebreathing horse. His firebreathing horse.

“I’m naming you Molotov.”

This asshole still doesn’t know how to ice skate.

Welp. Looked like he was living alone again. 

This was fine.

[Text:] Raph? It’s Ka
[Text:] Raffin, I’m s
[Text:] Raphael, can we ta
[Text:] We should proba

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[Text:] im sorry

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