Haha... That's the bells! That means I win! From now on-oops!
[Douman laughs from where he is perched as far out on a tree's branch as it can carry him, pumping his small fist in the air victoriously only to yelp and quickly cling on the moment it starts to sway dangerously in response to his antics. Escaping Sakura for a full day had turned out to be far harder than the boy had thought it would be, but in the end his smallness won!]
What I need doing? Uh, I dunno. I guess something to eat and a good place to rest come first, I'll somehow get that for me and for you too since I'm the leader--
[This time Douman ends up falling. But the kid twists and ends up bouncing off one branch down to another like a cat until he finally lands in a crouch, looking just as amazed at what happened as the rest of the world.]
Did you see that!? I- Ow!
[Watch the kid survive the fall, just to twist his ankle while trying to get up, and fall into Sakura's arms.]
[Oda thinks he's found the right place. As promised, he has two bags of leftovers from his weekly date with Maruki - had him make a little extra, some spicy, some mild. He knocks on the door of the little mushroom, tickled as ever that he gets to knock on the door of a little mushroom.]
his classmates make a habit of dropping in these days. giving him things to decorate his empty apartment. this is the first time he's lived in a place with . . . space and rooms. a kitchen. a fridge. a proper sink.
no longer shunted into tiny sheds because he was . . .
sakura shakes it off. he cleans. he frets. he doesn't really talk to adults, save for the few he's met here. he's just worried. adults have power over kids. he doesn't want to give up his independence. but he has to keep moving. and well, knowing people better is the cause, right?
this is good. if umemiya was here, would he be proud? god. what an embarrassing thought. anyway.
sakura opens the door, eyes diverted downwards as he scuffs his foot on the floor. ]
Uh. Welcome.
[ sakura's house is like all the houses, but uncomfortably bare. there's nothing in here. except for the broken light. ]
[If only Sakura knew that he was meeting with perhaps the most unjudgmental person on planet Earth (or whatever planet it is they're on). Odasaku's outward demeanor probably doesn't do him many favors. He's tall, imposing, stone-faced, cold-looking - but it couldn't be farther from the truth. He nods his head at Sakura's greeting.]
It's good to meet you in person.
[Just a kid, like Odasaku thought, and a shy-looking one at that.
[That's fine. He's dealt with shy before. It doesn't bother him. Does anything bother him?]
I'll have to heat this up on your stove, if that's alright.
[Oda helps himself into the kitchen, expecting Sakura to follow. He even thought to bring a little pan with him to reheat the curry, assuming someone who doesn't know how to cook might simply not have one.
[He sets it on one of the burners, then turns to Sakura.]
This dial controls how much heat comes out. The farther you turn it, the higher the heat.
For reheating already cooked food, we'll just put it about halfway.
[ sakura peers at it curiously. he knew vaguely about it, but he never could figure out the right temperature. his class got him a stove and all sakura managed to do was burn ramen. ]
Yes I'd like not to do that. Stalk you, but I understand about your gift. In that case, let me know where you want me to leave it and I will avoid the giving part of it. You can pick it up when you're ready.
Everyone should have a gift on Christmas. It would help if I knew where to leave it for you, then I can tell Bakugo when he is done with his for you, too. If it's far away, that's alright. I like walks.
I'm not sure what to get him, but I was certain about you.
Why would you get one? I don't understand. You'd get it because I'd leave it for you. You don't have to celebrate to enjoy something. Or for someone to think of you.
[Whatever location Sakura ends up giving Shoto to drop presents, on Christmas morning he'll find a package left full of assorted homemade cookies. And a simple note wishing him a Merry Christmas and signed. Bicker with a guy enough and apparently you get free cookies out of the deal?]
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[Douman laughs from where he is perched as far out on a tree's branch as it can carry him, pumping his small fist in the air victoriously only to yelp and quickly cling on the moment it starts to sway dangerously in response to his antics. Escaping Sakura for a full day had turned out to be far harder than the boy had thought it would be, but in the end his smallness won!]
...This means from now on you're my underling!
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[ nothing to do now but grumble. ]
So what is it you need doing anyway?
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*CRACK*
Uh-oh?
[Maybe that branch wasn't that sturdy after all.]
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[This time Douman ends up falling. But the kid twists and ends up bouncing off one branch down to another like a cat until he finally lands in a crouch, looking just as amazed at what happened as the rest of the world.]
Did you see that!? I- Ow!
[Watch the kid survive the fall, just to twist his ankle while trying to get up, and fall into Sakura's arms.]
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[ he's still fretting, trying to catch him. ]
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My foot...! It broke! [He looks up with big tears wobbling in his eyes.] What am I gonna do if I can't run!?
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[ what is he supposed to do with tears. he's not competent enough to handle it. ]
Look, I'll carry you to the clinic, okay?
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I think this is a good spot to wrap?
sounds good!
action; curry time
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his classmates make a habit of dropping in these days. giving him things to decorate his empty apartment. this is the first time he's lived in a place with . . . space and rooms. a kitchen. a fridge. a proper sink.
no longer shunted into tiny sheds because he was . . .
sakura shakes it off. he cleans. he frets. he doesn't really talk to adults, save for the few he's met here. he's just worried. adults have power over kids. he doesn't want to give up his independence. but he has to keep moving. and well, knowing people better is the cause, right?
this is good. if umemiya was here, would he be proud? god. what an embarrassing thought. anyway.
sakura opens the door, eyes diverted downwards as he scuffs his foot on the floor. ]
Uh. Welcome.
[ sakura's house is like all the houses, but uncomfortably bare. there's nothing in here. except for the broken light. ]
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It's good to meet you in person.
[Just a kid, like Odasaku thought, and a shy-looking one at that.
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I'll have to heat this up on your stove, if that's alright.
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Sure, okay.
What am I supposed to do? Since I'm learnin' and all.
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[Oda helps himself into the kitchen, expecting Sakura to follow. He even thought to bring a little pan with him to reheat the curry, assuming someone who doesn't know how to cook might simply not have one.
[He sets it on one of the burners, then turns to Sakura.]
This dial controls how much heat comes out. The farther you turn it, the higher the heat.
For reheating already cooked food, we'll just put it about halfway.
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Isn't it better if it's all the way?
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[He demonstrates how to turn the dial and ignite the stove, then opens one of the containers and spoons the curry out into the pan.]
You'll also have to stir it a bit while you're standing here. That will keep it from burning too.
Give it a try.
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[ he's here to learn, obviously, but now sakura is afraid he'll ruin it. he ruins everything. ]
Are you sure?
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we can wrap soon ohhhhh
wrapped!
A week before Christmas;
I need your address. Following you home would constitute stalking, and I'd only like to leave you a gift. I don't want to stalk you.
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yeah don't stalk me.
also don't give me gifts.
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why are you giving me gifts anyway?!?!
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[It isn't? Hm.]
Everyone should have a gift on Christmas. It would help if I knew where to leave it for you, then I can tell Bakugo when he is done with his for you, too. If it's far away, that's alright. I like walks.
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why would i get one? it's not like i celebrate.
[ or have anyone who would celebrate it with him. ]
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Why would you get one? I don't understand. You'd get it because I'd leave it for you. You don't have to celebrate to enjoy something. Or for someone to think of you.
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