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Um... hello, everyone. I'll try not to other you, and make this quick. I just had a few things to say.

[To make sure she's doing this right, she has a small notepad. page flip.]

First... during that zombie event, when were trapped in our fantasies... Several of you tried to help me get out of that place, and even though I was really stubborn, I really appreciate what you did. So, thank you.

[page flip.]

Second, Valentine's Day was yesterday. Normally I would have given my friends some chocolate, but, um, since we just had an event, I wasn't sure if anyone would be in the mood to have some... B-But I'll be making some in the kitchen, so if you still want one, you can come here and take some.

[page flip.]

And last, um... I write down what happens every day in my journals, but lately I was thinking, I'd like to start putting photos in there too... Of both good and bad memories. So I was going to ask the closet for a camera... b-but I don't know a lot about cameras. So, um, I guess, I just wanted to know if anyone had any suggestions or tips about that kind of thing...?

[She double-checks her page... nothing forgotten, and not too many apologies! Success! She looks very proud of herself.]

Th-that's all! Thank you, chocolates, and cameras! Th-thanks for listening.

((OOC: feel free to go action if you want chocolates!))

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[The ponies may be adorable but their world is absolutely not. ]

Nah, just one for mares. We stallions don't really get a day.

[The delights of living in a matriarchal society. ]

Thank you...

[She takes the paper towels, trying to desperately scrub it off -

HOW DID HE KNOW ABOUT METTATON oh wait right those weird students said so. She stops what she's doing, frozen for half a moment. Her eyes hit the floor.]

I... Um. That...

[She sighs heavily, going through her hair strand by strand.]

... I don't think I feel... that strongly for him, as I did before. I still care about him very much, he's still one of my dearest friends. But... he made me... I guess, he made me feel I could be more than just my talent. That he saw me as a woman. Or maybe I just heard what I wanted to hear.

[She'll still treasure their dance together, when he called himself her prince charming. When he gave her that seed of hope, that there was more to Mikan than what the surface implied.]

... I did confess to him. Last year, on Valentine's Day. I made him chocolate and everything. But I knew he wouldn't return my feelings. From the moment I understood how I felt... I knew he wouldn't love me back. So it wasn't like I set myself up for disappointment or anything... but I wanted him to know. It... felt like the right thing to do, as a friend. So I don't have any regrets...

[It hurts to do it, but she lifts her face, and smiles weakly, fighting off any hints of tears. She'd never talked about this so openly before... even Sayaka only knew the smallest of details. Why is she telling Mondo everything? Perhaps because it only seemed fair, for all he'd done, and all she knew about him.

Still hurts, dumbass.]

... I guess it's kind of silly, huh?

Oh... well, maybe you should! You're very important, Sunburst! You should be celebrated.

... Can you eat chocolate?

[ Mondo notices the change in her expression, regretting his question that instant and was about to take it back when she begins talking. The mouth that was left ajar closes as he too, focuses his gaze on the floor. A part of him wants to smack himself senseless for asking the question on sheer curiosity and interest, but as much as he hates it, he can't deny that another part of him is rather glad he knows of this. In fact, he is surprised that she'd tell him this much. It's... a good feeling to know she trusts him that much, even if it's mixed with some other bad feels. It's complicated ™, aight. He doesn't get it himself.

While he can't understand what about that wriggly robot charms Tsumiki, he... for some reason doesn't really feel like saying bad things about him in front of her either, as infuriating as he can be. He listens quietly to the end of the story, lifting his head up about the same time she does and... god, that smile. He bites his inner lip, before placing a hand on her head. ]

's not silly. ...My bad for asking that.

[ He didn't want to make her look like this. ]

I dunno shit about love, or anything like that, but... I think confessing your feelings takes a helluva courage.

[ Even more for someone like Tsumiki. He can only imagine how long it took for her to prepare herself, to think about what to say, how to say ー and how much she must've thought of Mettaton... Shit, it kinda stings. What the hell? ]

Ya still went for it even if ya know it won't work out. That's fuckin' cool, y'know?

[ And that's really what he feels. He still can recall the 10 times he's driven girls away from him just because he can't be honest and instead of properly addressing them, he was yelling at them. Anyone would run in that kind of situation, it was a given, and he knew that. Will he be able to do what Tsumiki did? Going forward with a honest confession, and on top of that, knowing he stands no chance?

He doubts it. That's why, he admires Tsumiki for it. ]

It's his loss for rejecting you, what a dumbass. You'll find someone better, anyway.

[ So much for not wanting to say bad things about Mettaton. He can say at least that much, right? ]

[She's not surprised by his words, at least at first. He's a good guy, and he always seems to know just what to say. But as someone as touch-starved as she is, the little pat to her head is what shocks her (hope he doesn't get any chocolate on his hand). That's when his words really sink in, things he didn't have to say, yet they are things he means. There's no a doubt in her mind that he always speaks the truth, even when it would hurt.

She does NOT want to cry. Not here, not now, and her hands fly to her eyes to make sure it doesn't turn into a floodgate. It's not a full-on sob, thank goodness. But a few drops do come, ones she manages to wipe away.

Had she wanted to hear she'd done the right thing? Was she just desperate for praise in any form? An odd little laugh escapes her. It's not terribly surprising he's insulted Mettaton. Maybe he would have said that no matter who had rejected her. He's such a good guy. He says the nicest things.

Even if they're impossible. She's accepted it by now - no one would ever fall in love with Mikan Tsumiki.]

Hee... heehee. It didn't feel cool... but thank you. You really know what to say, don't you? I wish I could be like that... saying things without hesitation...

[She manages to smile again, this time stronger.]

If you ever want someone, Mondo... you only deserve the best, okay? I know you keep putting yourself down, saying you don't know stuff, but you do... I think you know a lot more than most people.

That's the nice thing about this place. Troubles rarely linger.

[Even if the troubles are the fault of Wonderland to being with.]

[ No chocolates in hand, we're safe here!

With their proximity, Mondo can see the tears welling up on her eyes and panics internally. It's obvious that he looks lost of what to say and what to do as his mouth gapes open and closes, over and over again, lifting his hand instinctively like it could've hurt her.

But then she lets out a laugh, a giggle, which irons out his worry as a sigh of relief leaves him. He too, smiles just slightly as he listens to her. ...Though, it fades just as quickly as it forms. He? Knows what to say? He surely does say things without much hesitation, but he doesn't think he knows what to say. He's aware that he can say the worst things sometimes, and it's a fact that he's caused people to cry much more than they smile.

Still, the praises that Tsumiki's showering him... they feel really gentle and kind. They wash over whatever stung him earlier, like a calm ocean wave. He knows, he can feel that she meant it, just like he meant his words for her, even if he can hardly agree with her sentiments. There are many things he doesn't know, even things about himself ー increasingly so lately. But if what he knows can help Tsumiki in any way, he's always willing to share them with her. ]

I can only answer questions about bikes, y'know? [ It's a joke. He knows that's not what she's trying to say, he just doesn't know how to react to praises. ] ...Thanks, though, really. [ Simply because he doesn't get it a lot. The only person who'll continuously praise him earnestly is Ishimaru, and even then he knows there's a huge bias there. It's just how Ishimaru's like.

Her words then ring in his head again. "If you ever want someone, Mondo... you only deserve the best, okay?" His eyes narrow just a bit at that. Will he ever want anyone? Does he even deserve to want anyone in the first place? He doubts that. But what he doesn't doubt is-- ]

Anyway. You say that like you don't put yourself down. [ Right back at you, missy. ] You're gonna find someone much better than Mettaton, aight? And I'm gonna see through it.

[ Ah, again. It's the sting again. He doesn't know why it's been happening so much lately. He knows it's nothing physical, it's just-- he doesn't get it. He doesn't get it, and he doesn't really want to think about it. Not right now anyway. Because what's important now is Tsumiki, and he's gonna make sure his friend'll find her happiness.

He wants to see more of that smile. ]

[The bike quip gets another small giggle out of her, and while the burden of heartbreak and sadness doesn't completely go away, it does feel smaller, weighs less. It's amazing what a change this bond has been - on day one, she was afraid of him. Now she feels she can trust him with anything. Time's funny like that.

'You say that like you don't put yourself down' welp, no argument there, glancing away knowingly. She's probably the queen of self-put downs, and it used to be so much worse! But... what does he mean, 'gonna see through it'? ... He's not going to play matchmaker, is he?!

LOOK MONDO SHE TRUSTS YOU ON A LOT OF THINGS BUT THIS IS A LINE SHE'S NOT GOING TO LET YOU CROSS.]

Th-that's okay, really! I don't need a boyfriend right this second or anything! I'm still learning how to have normal friendships with people!

[Granted, she would like love and romance in her life, but these are Things Mikan Does Not Deserve.]

And all the friendships I have right now make me really happy, I can't imagine being happier! Like with you! You make me super, super, super happy! Lately, just being with you makes me happy!

[For the record she has absolutely no idea how that sounds. As usual.]

[Oh, Mikan, that's adorable. He laughs softly. ]

Aww that's sweet. But I don't really mind.

[But, you know, sweets are being offered, so-]

Yes. Yes I can absolutely eat chocolate.

Then if you want, you can come to the kitchen, I'll definitely give you some! Celebrating Sunburst!

[ Ignoring the continuous stings, Mondo forces out a wide smirk, teasing. ]

Reaaaally?

[ But she really knows how to jeopardise his emotions very well, because the smirk's now wiped clean with what she just said. Oh no.

Oh no.

And SLAM! goes that hand to his own face. What's a better way to hide a heating up face than making it red on his own? Surely there ain't no other! ]

You, you think so?

[ Nope. That didn't just happen. Nothing happened, he didn't just smack himself in the face. ]

...O, of course!! HAHAHA!! I'm sure you do!!

[ Mondo, are you broken. ]

Time to eat the chocolate!!

[ Nope nope nope nope his heart isn't blooming, there ain't no flowers decorating his heart or anything, he's good he's fine he's totally alright, don't look at him, he isn't red to his neck or anything, he's just... he's just gonna... eat the chocolate... at the corner...

He's Fine. ]

[... did he just smack himself in the face.

Yeah, he. He just smacked himself in the face. What's going on anymore? But her own heart's pounding, because Mondo can be a total scary greaser biker, or an absolute goofball. And both are A-O-K in her book, but it's the goofball thing that points out that Mondo

can be

very cute.

He's like his own puppy! That's it! If he had a tail right now, would it be wagging? He wears his expressions on his sleeves, shirt, pants, EVERYWHERE IS WHAT I'M SAYING. She winds up giggling a few more times due to the sheer absurdity of it all.]

Heeheeheeheehee! ... Enjoy your chocolate, Mondo!

[That's one way to lighten the mood! With a few more delirious giggles, she heads back to the cooking corner to resume making chocolates.]

[No! He is not gonna admit defeat! He is gonna find that zipper...]

[... Eventually...]

[...]

... Help?

[Yep, he's stuck in a dino costume.]

[ Yeah.

Yeah, his imaginary tail is wagging like crazy right now. Never mind that he doesn't even notice that she's noticing it, he thinks he's the smoothest criminal ever right now, totally nailed that. Or more like the coward's avoiding looking towards Tsumiki just in case he can see that she actually noticed it. He totally nailed it, no contest!!

Okay now he's just. Gonna give the chocolate a try.

...But now that he's sitting down looking at it, he feels very bad about eating it, somehow. It looks really cool he'd even like to display it in his room! But if he doesn't eat it, it'll melt eventually, and it's also bad to Tsumiki, right? What can he do to keep this...

Oh.

Right. Pictures! Cameras! Just like what Tsumiki said in the network earlier! He clears his throat, trying to get her attention. ]

Didja, uh, manage to get a camera or somethin'?

[ Said aloud without looking at her, he's still nailing it. ]

[Oh, she totally forgot!]

Yes! Yes I did!

[Kokichi dropped one off earlier, and she moves around the kitchen to grab it - a little classic Polaroid.]

See? It's just what I wanted! Now I can take pictures of all my friends and all the fun times we have!

[Actual reason - her child-turned friends were SO ADORABLE AND SHE REGRETS NOT TAKING THEIR PHOTOS SO HARD, GODDAMN, BABY ANGE, SUNBURST FOAL, CHICK NAGEKI, HER LIFE IS FULL OF MISSED OPPORTUNITIES.]

And then I might put them in my journal... or, oh! On my wall! That way, when I wake up, the first thing I see are all my friends having good times!

[Can you handle the adorableness, Mondo? CAN YOU HANDLE IT???]

[ STRAIGHT TO THE KOKORO for the umpteenth time of the day, man, goddammit!! TSUMIKI!!!! If Mondo could, he'd yell her name like how a particular comedian would scream his wife's name (text says: MIKITTY~~~) every time he shows up in... anything really. But he can't so he just, he just. ]

THAT'S!! THAT'S A GREAT IDEA!!

[ Talks really loud. Or more like yells.

Because holy shit on top of her being adorable they... actually think of the same thing?? Sort of??? He wasn't thinking about putting it on the wall so it can be the first thing he sees in the morning but now he is. GOD. AND HE CAN'T MISS THIS OPPORTUNITY??? (What opportunity, ask the back of his mind, but his instinct says vroom first, think later.) ]

...CAN... [ Inhaaales. ] CAN WE TAKE ONE.

[ Said really fast, though not as fast as the earlier mesh of words. Whatever, he's said it, he can't take it back. ]

[You know she's just going to give up understanding why he's shouting because he seems to do that so often. Instead, she'll glow with sheer delight that he's asking! She was thinking of asking, but didn't know if he'd want to. So, hurray!!!]

Yes, absolutely! My first photo with my friend! This will be so nice! You'll be the first thing I see every morning!

[She quickly walks to his side, huphuphup, and then holds up the camera.]

Let's see... I think, to get it, we have to be, um...

[All you have to do is press the button, right? But she wants to make sure they're both in the photo, so while she holds it out, she's just gunna

cuddle in close

their cheeks are 'this' close to touching.]

HmmmMMMMMmmMMMM.... Will that be good, you think?

[Okay, to be fair, doing this IS making Mikan's heart beat rapidly and her cheeks blush. But being this close to a friend is normal, right? If this was Sayaka, she'd embarrassed too, right?

... okay so he's a boy that makes it different.]

[ It's his way of coping with your cute, Mikan, save him.

"You'll be the first thing I see every morning!"

GODDAMMIT!!! He fights back the urge to punch the wall or the floor by tightly gripping his fist on his sides, taking in as much air as he can. He's alright. He's alright. He'll just... bend his knee a bit so she won't have to stretch her arm too far. Like, he could totally help her with it, but it's her camera, he's gonna let her do what she wants. Yeah. Yeah! He's... he's getting the hang of it, this is okay. Nothing's weird. Nothing's wrong. Everything is okay.

That's what he thought, until the finishing blow is delivered.

Who would've thought Tsumiki is an undefeated champion in MMA, huh? That was a roundhouse kick followed by a sharp jab to the face. Mondo isn't even red anymore, no expression is left in his face. His soul has ascended. When she asks the question, he just dumbly nods his head, body and face rigid facing the camera.

Is that his first mansion death? Maybe.

Goddammit he forgot to say something about the chocolate!!

Ok back to dying. Tsumiki will find him still rigid even after she clicks the shutter. ]

Cheese!

[Click! She then instantly pulls away from him so she can flip the camera and see the picture. Phew! She wasn't sure how much longer she could've lasted that close. What had she been thinking? She should have asked, first. Maybe he'll accept an apology.]

Let's see how we... huh?

[She expected her own face to look a little silly, blushing with a shy smile, but, uh.

what's going on with Mondo there.

He's not even smiling. He kind of looks like he was hit with a semi. Maybe he really was offended by them being so close and not asking permission? She looks up and -

he looks exactly the same.

uh.]

.... Mondo? I-I'm sorry, I did it wrong, didn't I? I should have asked first!

[ Ah. Is it over? Slowly, his soul descends back to his body, and slowly, the rigidness melts away moments after she's pulled away. Now that he's back alive, the reality of everything that just happened come crashing down and the redness is back, though quickly covered with his bigass hands. His hands are grossly huge you can't see his face when he covers them. ]

Ahhhh...

[ He makes a pathetic noise, slowly slumping down... conveniently to the chair by the counter. ]

You're unbelievable.

[ His voice is muffled within those hands, and it probably won't be really clear, but the suffering at least will be conveyed very well. Just give him a few more seconds, he'll just calm his mind down a bit, lean back on the chair for a while more and...

A long, suffering sigh is heaved as he finally peels the hands off his face. The redness has subsided, mostly, but there's still a tinge of pink in his cheeks. He doesn't look particularly angry, not at all, but he doesn't look very happy either. At least, not obviously happy. ]

...It's... fine. I wasn't...

[ It's not fine, but how does he put it? It's not like he hates it, in fact, quite the opposite! But, how do you word. How does a Mondo Oowada word. He scratches the back of his head in frustration, not knowing what to say nor how to say it. ]

Argghhh, this is troublesome. You did nothin' wrong!! I'm just... I'm just not used to taking pictures with girls before, that's all!

[ That's mostly the truth, but that's definitely not all. He can't say what he doesn't understand, though, so. Well. That's about what he can say for now. Whatever, he's bouncing off the chair, snatching the polaroid from her hands after putting the photo that comes out from it on the counter. ]

We're taking another one. With the chocolate you made.

[ Stop looking so pouty, Mondo. ]

[Blinkblinkblink, head-tilt? Unbelievable? So she really did do something wrong... She's about to go into Depress Mode when he explains, and...?]

Huh? Really? You seem like the type that'd be popular with everyone.

[Sure, he said he has little experience in actual 'love', but how does a cool biker dude not have admiring fangirls? Shoot, Mikan would've assumed he's had several girlfriends, if he hadn't mentioned that bit earlier. But! It is a perfectly reasonable explanation for his fluster. Even though these two are close, they are a Boy and a Girl! Then, he throws her off again.]

The chocolate? Really?

[Aw, shucks. She can't help but feel a little proud of that. He's such a swell dude. But... if he wants to get the chocolate in, that'll be tricky. They'd have to squish again while balancing the chocolate and the camera, and he almost passed out. What can she do to prevent him from having a heart attack?]

Um, okay...! This time, you can hold up the chocolate, and I'll take the picture from here.

[No closeness, no sweating, no rigor mortis. Easy peasy, right?]

Hah? [ He scoffs a bit at that. ] Oi oi... You're kidding? [ Look, he still can sooorta take some of the praises Tsumiki gave him earlier. But this? This is definitely over the top. ] There's no way I can be popular.

[ Popular no, infamous yes. Alright yes, he's definitely popular, but only amongst fellow delinquents because he's a strong fighter and a remarkably great biker. Outside of that circle, people avoid him like a plague. Mondo Oowada equals trouble. No one likes trouble.

But that's whatever. Photos! ]

Eh? Ah...

[ Oh no, his imaginary dog ears are drooping. But she's got a point, he can't handle any more of that. It's a shame, but the point is he wanted to get the picture of the chocolate, so! This is fine. ]

Yeah, good idea!

[ This should be okay, for now. Maybe one day he'll be better at this, uh. Proximity thingy. Ye. He grabs the chocolate and holds it up, pulling the best grin he can pull in front of the camera. ]

[Hm, if he says so. Guess there's still a lot more to learn about him. Which is fine! Learning about him should be interesting, and a lot more fun than learning about her.

Anyway, photo! With a smile, click! All done! She looks down at the finished result, and turns it over so he can see for himself.]

There! Picture perfect! Heehee. Thank you so much! ... I think I'll carry the camera around, so I never miss an opportunity to take a photo of us doing something fun.

[Because that's a guarantee now!]

... I-if that's all right with you, anyway.

[ He looks at the picture and snickers. That definitely is a much better face than what it was earlier. He wonders if she'll still put that picture up, though... he looks so dumb in that picture. ]

...No, thank you.

[ !!! WHAT. There's a next time? She still wants to take pictures together even if he was such a blubbery mess weirdo about it? Imaginary dog ears and tail perk up! ]

Deal. Maybe I should get one too.

[ A mischievous grin then flashes on his face. ]

I'll take all your ugly expressions.

[ As if Mikan can ever look ugly. ]

Oh, dear... maybe we should use some scissors?

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dammit, i'm crying again

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stop transferring your tears to me!!!

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rip mondo

more brutal than being turned into butter

help make it butter, mikan

there's a margarine of error here

spread the love!

i can't believe it's not tsundere

BUTTER BELIEVE IT!!

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