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How Noiz became Noiz

dmmd boys' reactions to being called "daddy"
  • Aoba:spits out his beverage immediately
  • Koujaku:blushes profusely but goes along with it if it's what you want
  • Clear:"you must be mistaken, i don't have any children. do you need help finding your father?"
  • Noiz:smirks and proceeds to get really into it.
  • Mink:grunts. because that's what mink does in just about any situation.
  • Ren:Loses the ability to speak. blushes. stutters a lot. probably freezes up because wow he did not see that coming.
  • Sei:.....why would anyone call Sei "daddy". he's the least daddy-ish of them all
  • Mizuki:"what, me? ME? you actually mean me??????"
  • Virus and Trip:of course they're digging it. They'll probs be crazy about you acknowledging your submissiveness.
  • Toue:probably confused by it at first but being the pervy old man he is, it eventually becomes on of his biggest kinks and makes all his sexual partners call him "daddy" from that point forward.
  • Mink:Who broke the coffee pot? I'm not mad, I just want to know.
  • Aoba:I did. I broke it.
  • Mink:No. No you didn't. Noiz?
  • Noiz:Don't look at me, look at the old man.
  • Koujaku:What?! I didn't break it!
  • Noiz:Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
  • Koujaku:Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken!
  • Noiz:Suspicious.
  • Koujaku:No, it's not!
  • Clear:If it matters, probably not... Mizuki-san was the last one to use it.
  • Mizuki:Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
  • Clear:Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
  • Mizuki:I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Clear!
  • Aoba:Okay, let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Mink.
  • Mink:No! Who broke it!?
  • Clear:*whispering* Mink-san, Ren-san's been awfully quiet this whole time.
  • Ren:Really?
  • (Yelling ensues)
  • (Camera pans to Mink)
  • Mink:I broke it. It burned my hand, so I punched it. I predict that ten minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.