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[Team four] that feeling in your bones
Don't know why my brain said Shinkami this round, but I'm not questioning it.
Bnha, 900 words, g-rated
"Home is where the bones are."
Kaminari says this with an appalling amount of conviction, wry grin spread across his face.
Shinsou replies with his best deadpan stare and points out, "That's absolutely NOT how that saying goes."
Kaminari, however, is undeterred. It'll take much more than facts to get him to concede this argument. He siddles up closer to the box containing a full, human-sized skeleton Halloween decoration, and makes a pouty puppy-dog face at Shinsou.
"I don't think we need a giant skeleton decoration for our home," Shinsou reminds him again for the third time.
He also sighs. They'd taken this trip to the hardware store to buy caulking to fix a hole in the wall. It was supposed to be a quick 10 minute trip. Curse whoever set up the Halloween decoration display by the front entrance.
"He's not giant, he's regular-sized. A healthy, growing skeleton boy," Kaminari points out, tapping the box.
"Please don't phrase it like that."
Kaminari continues like he hadn't heard the request. "He could hang out on our balcony and scare people."
"We live on the eighth floor of an apartment complex. I don't think anyone walking by will be able to see it."
Kaminari purses his lips and Shinsou can practically hear the gears turn as he thinks up another counter-argument. It would be quite endearing if Kaminari hadn't been the one responsible for the hole in the wall and the reason for this whole trip to the store anyway.
"It's really too early for holiday decorations," Shinsou adds.
Kaminari’s face shifts back into that cute pout again, and dammit, Shinsou can only resist that look for so long. A moment later, Kaminari starts batting his eyelashes too.
"Alright, fine," Shinsou sighs again. "You have five minutes to convince me of all the reasons why we should own a plastic skeleton."
Kaminari’s face lights up brighter than the hardware store's aisle of light fixture displays (or, at least, what Shinsou assumes that aisle looks like. They still haven't made it that far into the store.)
"Okay," Kaminari takes a deep breath to begin.
"One, all of our friends will be jealous because they don't have a cool skeleton friend for their homes."
"Pretty sure that's not true." In fact, Shinsou thinks Bakugou will immediately come up with five new insults for them the next time he visits.
"Two, the skeleton can scare away anyone who breaks into our apartment."
"We're both pro heroes, so I don't think that's much of an issue..."
Kaminari shakes his head. "It's always good to have a backup plan. Anyway... three: the skeleton can be an important educational tool, giving us a unique opportunity to memorize the names and locations of all the bones in a human body. You know, for first aid purposes the next time Midoriya breaks something."
"I..." Shinsou opens his mouth and then closes it again, baffled by the ridiculous turn this conversation has taken.
"Do you know where the coccyx is located?" Kaminari continues.
"...what?"
"See?! That information can save your life one day!"
A lady with a shopping cart happens to pass by at this exact moment and gives them both a disdainful look, having apparently overheard the tail end of their conversation. Shinsou mirrors the expression because the snooty lady has a cart full of door knobs. And he really doesn't think anyone buying that many door knobs should pass judgment on anyone.
"And the fourth reason," Kaminari continues, "the skeleton can keep me company when you're away on undercover missions."
This is somehow the worst reason yet.
"It's an inanimate bundle of plastic," Shinsou points out. "I don't think it's going to be a very good conversation partner."
"Okay," Kaminari concedes this one minor detail, "you're right. No one can replace your dry wit and banter."
"I'm honored," Shinsou deadpans.
Kaminari chuckles. "And lastly, reason number five: I've already decided his name is Larry the Bone Man. I'm already too attached. We can't be separated now." He reaches out and hugs the box like it's his new best friend.
Shinsou rolls his eyes, a gesture which is directed 70 percent at the name choice and 30 percent at treating a Halloween decoration like a lost pet.
But, to be honest, Kaminari is absurdly dedicated to winning this argument and Shinsou sort of respects it by this point.
"Alright, you've convinced me," Shinsou sighs once more, and then adds in his best Tired-Dad-Aizawa impression, "But you're responsible for taking care of it."
"Absolutely!" Kaminari grins as he pulls the box off the shelf. "I'm going to dress him up for all the holidays! Larry is gonna look so cool."
Shinsou can already imagine the poor skeleton sitting in the corner of their living room, rocking a gaudy Hawaiian shirt next summer. He supposes he's going to have to get used to having a new roommate.
"I'm sure I have a pair of sunglasses he can wear," Kaminari continues.
"You know, by virtue of being a skeleton, it doesn't have ears. And therefore, can't wear sunglasses."
Kaminari looks devastated at this revelation, so Shinsou hastily adds, "but I'm sure we can rig something up."
In the end, they never do end up getting the caulking they needed. And it's an absolute pain to lug the bulky box back to their apartment. But the excited smile on Kaminari’s face is worth it.
You're up, scytale
Bnha, 900 words, g-rated
"Home is where the bones are."
Kaminari says this with an appalling amount of conviction, wry grin spread across his face.
Shinsou replies with his best deadpan stare and points out, "That's absolutely NOT how that saying goes."
Kaminari, however, is undeterred. It'll take much more than facts to get him to concede this argument. He siddles up closer to the box containing a full, human-sized skeleton Halloween decoration, and makes a pouty puppy-dog face at Shinsou.
"I don't think we need a giant skeleton decoration for our home," Shinsou reminds him again for the third time.
He also sighs. They'd taken this trip to the hardware store to buy caulking to fix a hole in the wall. It was supposed to be a quick 10 minute trip. Curse whoever set up the Halloween decoration display by the front entrance.
"He's not giant, he's regular-sized. A healthy, growing skeleton boy," Kaminari points out, tapping the box.
"Please don't phrase it like that."
Kaminari continues like he hadn't heard the request. "He could hang out on our balcony and scare people."
"We live on the eighth floor of an apartment complex. I don't think anyone walking by will be able to see it."
Kaminari purses his lips and Shinsou can practically hear the gears turn as he thinks up another counter-argument. It would be quite endearing if Kaminari hadn't been the one responsible for the hole in the wall and the reason for this whole trip to the store anyway.
"It's really too early for holiday decorations," Shinsou adds.
Kaminari’s face shifts back into that cute pout again, and dammit, Shinsou can only resist that look for so long. A moment later, Kaminari starts batting his eyelashes too.
"Alright, fine," Shinsou sighs again. "You have five minutes to convince me of all the reasons why we should own a plastic skeleton."
Kaminari’s face lights up brighter than the hardware store's aisle of light fixture displays (or, at least, what Shinsou assumes that aisle looks like. They still haven't made it that far into the store.)
"Okay," Kaminari takes a deep breath to begin.
"One, all of our friends will be jealous because they don't have a cool skeleton friend for their homes."
"Pretty sure that's not true." In fact, Shinsou thinks Bakugou will immediately come up with five new insults for them the next time he visits.
"Two, the skeleton can scare away anyone who breaks into our apartment."
"We're both pro heroes, so I don't think that's much of an issue..."
Kaminari shakes his head. "It's always good to have a backup plan. Anyway... three: the skeleton can be an important educational tool, giving us a unique opportunity to memorize the names and locations of all the bones in a human body. You know, for first aid purposes the next time Midoriya breaks something."
"I..." Shinsou opens his mouth and then closes it again, baffled by the ridiculous turn this conversation has taken.
"Do you know where the coccyx is located?" Kaminari continues.
"...what?"
"See?! That information can save your life one day!"
A lady with a shopping cart happens to pass by at this exact moment and gives them both a disdainful look, having apparently overheard the tail end of their conversation. Shinsou mirrors the expression because the snooty lady has a cart full of door knobs. And he really doesn't think anyone buying that many door knobs should pass judgment on anyone.
"And the fourth reason," Kaminari continues, "the skeleton can keep me company when you're away on undercover missions."
This is somehow the worst reason yet.
"It's an inanimate bundle of plastic," Shinsou points out. "I don't think it's going to be a very good conversation partner."
"Okay," Kaminari concedes this one minor detail, "you're right. No one can replace your dry wit and banter."
"I'm honored," Shinsou deadpans.
Kaminari chuckles. "And lastly, reason number five: I've already decided his name is Larry the Bone Man. I'm already too attached. We can't be separated now." He reaches out and hugs the box like it's his new best friend.
Shinsou rolls his eyes, a gesture which is directed 70 percent at the name choice and 30 percent at treating a Halloween decoration like a lost pet.
But, to be honest, Kaminari is absurdly dedicated to winning this argument and Shinsou sort of respects it by this point.
"Alright, you've convinced me," Shinsou sighs once more, and then adds in his best Tired-Dad-Aizawa impression, "But you're responsible for taking care of it."
"Absolutely!" Kaminari grins as he pulls the box off the shelf. "I'm going to dress him up for all the holidays! Larry is gonna look so cool."
Shinsou can already imagine the poor skeleton sitting in the corner of their living room, rocking a gaudy Hawaiian shirt next summer. He supposes he's going to have to get used to having a new roommate.
"I'm sure I have a pair of sunglasses he can wear," Kaminari continues.
"You know, by virtue of being a skeleton, it doesn't have ears. And therefore, can't wear sunglasses."
Kaminari looks devastated at this revelation, so Shinsou hastily adds, "but I'm sure we can rig something up."
In the end, they never do end up getting the caulking they needed. And it's an absolute pain to lug the bulky box back to their apartment. But the excited smile on Kaminari’s face is worth it.
You're up, scytale