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"Oh, for-- It's Misa, she probably just labeled it because she thought I would have some sliver of a chance to actually eat it without you eating all of the cake in the fridge again. No matter how much she bakes, she can't get it through her thick skull that I won't eat it and just sees it as you being the greedy, selfish bastard that you are and getting to all of it first. Do you really think that she'd have hatched some diabolical plan to poison you knowing that?" he snapped irately, looking absolutely livid despite the fact that he should have been put to rest knowing L didn't poison it after all. It wasn't necessarily making him see red, but he was starting to noticeably look the part, face growing redder as beads of sweat began forming on his forehead. He felt lightheaded, too, though he accredited all of that only to the fact that currently he found himself at the center of a very angry hurricane.

"You keep going on about how you want to be my friend, and yet you decide to test a cake you think might be poisoned on me? No, I don't want to hear about how you didn't think it would too harmful if it were true, that isn't the sort of thing a friend does in the first place! How goddamn stupid can you get!?"