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No, not you. But people who sit like that usually do look mean, you know? There's this one person in my class— [Pfffft. She sputters a bit as she pictures him.] He always has this face, and he's rude to everyone.

[Her true model for this exercise, obviously. Ochako rocks forward a bit in her chair, seriously considering this. She's a nice girl, okay. It's going to take her a second.]

I don't know what to say, though. Give me an idea!

[Thanks, that's very kind, saying he doesn't look mean. He waves a hand, gesturing for her to wait while he thinks of something super rude to say.

Well, that's not hard, as such...]

What's your classmate say? Give me one of those!

[Bakugou says a lot of mean things, but he does say one line more than any other. And it's a simple line, so. Hmm. She presses her lips together, giving this serious thought... and slowly climbs to her feet.]

Okay, but you have to promise that you won't tell anyone about this.

[He even gets a look, because that's a serious request. This is a friendship test!!

But okay, okay. She awkwardly slav squats(!) across from him, immediately ducking her head so that she isn't tempted to laugh. This isn't so bad, right? It's not very comfortable, but she can do this. Deep breath. She can do this. Three... two... one.]

[She snaps her head up, and I mean? See above? That's exactly how she's looking at him.]

I-I'll kill you!

[Well, she tried to mimic an extra gravelly voice, but, uh. It needs some work. And no matter what he thinks about that line, it is, without a doubt, the meanest thing that she's ever said to anyone in her entire life. Someone, please help this sweet girl...]

[Okuyasu is so ready for this, you have no idea. He even makes the age-old lip-zipping and locking and throwing away the key gesture, to really emphasize that Ochako doing a thug thing is definitely worth never getting to tell anyone about it. They would never believe him anyway.

So, on to the main event. She gets a 6 out of 10 for form, but they can workshop the ultimate slav squat pose—and this time it's Okuyasu who snorts with laughter and has to sit back and cover his face after that line. Oh my god!!]

Wow, I'm really shaking! You're a— [lmfdf] You're a natural!

[Well, she tried! Ochako honestly, truly tried, but it's clear that her best just wasn't enough. Farewell, delinquent dreams! She allows herself to drop down onto the floor, sticking her legs out in front of her as she gives him a slightly embarrassed grin. It's... nice to hear him laugh, at least. Also: This is how a normal person sits, Okuyasu. Take notes.]

Was it that bad?

[Normal people sprawl out all over their bedroom floor, actually, which is where he's at as a person right now. He doesn't laugh as hard as Ochako's... every time, but give him like, ten seconds to stop chuckling so he can look at her again.]

Yeah, you suck at being mean. Not like that's a bad thing!

[Yeah, because who would want to be mean? Other than Bakugou, of course, but he's a special case. She's just going to sigh.]

It seems like a lot of work. My face hurt the whole time. [She reaches up to rub between her eyes, because seriously, has her brow ever wrinkled that much on its own accord?] It's much easier to be nice, don't you think?

[Because he's nice, too.]

[No, he's tough!!]

For you, sure. [This is his only protest and it's not even really a protest, just an admission that she is way nicer than him. That's a fact and he will hear no disputes!!]

My face hurts from laughing at your scary look. Maybe you can have a point for that.

[That's rude. ...Except she did make fun of his fashion choices earlier, so. He gets a smile and no complaints.]

I deserve it! Making you laugh was a win, especially since you make me laugh all of the time. [Whether it's intentional or not...]

[Oh... that's sappy!! Please, Ochako, you'll make him get emotional about friendship. For now he simply looks at her, then away, rubbing the side of his nose to hide anything embarrassing his face might decide to do without his permission. Jeez...]

Yeah, yeah... well, call us even now. Pretend it's a point that's worth like ten.

[Get used to it. Also, hmm, that sideways glance is suspicious, but she's just going to busy herself with climbing back to her feet. No worries, Okuyasu; she'll pretend like she didn't see a thing as she dusts herself off.]

If I get that many points every time I make you laugh, then maybe I should practice that face. [Except that she can barely even say that without giggling, so that's clearly never going to happen. Whatever! She takes a step forward and offers him a hand up.] Are you going to stay down there all day?

That's not what I said! [Not exactly—not precisely the same thing he just said. But also probably close enough, so he lets it go.] And it's my room, so why not?

[Maybe he will sit here all day on the floor. No, he'll take the hand up, the irony of a tiny girl giving a huge dude like himself a hand completely lost on him. As the resident dingus who does dumb stuff and wipes out every other time, this is expected, even now...]

You gonna make fun of my shirts some more, or do we got something else to do?

[Don't do this to her! Now she feels guilty, and it's written all over her face as she momentarily pauses.]

I promise that I won't laugh at them again. It was a very creative idea, so—come on! We can go do anything that you want to do!

[While using her quirk would make this much, much easier, she knows ~~that he's a giant baby~~ better than to spring weightlessness on someone without any prior warning. And she doesn't want to make him any more upset, so she's simply going to grab onto his hand with both of hers, grit her teeth, and throw all of her weight backwards to try and haul him up off the floor. He is quite welcome.]

[He would complain, that's true, but this effort is so... he doesn't even help for a few seconds, just letting it all sink in how he's definitely two whole Ochakos in mass—]

Damn right! Maybe I oughta do everyone's shirts! [lmao...... Okay, now he'll actually help shove himself up off the floor. Thanks, Ochako, that was very helpful.

Now then, there's still nothing to do in this town, so it's not like they can go to an arcade or something. Loiter somewhere, you know, thug things. And oranges are the only mildly dessert-like food, so more food... nah. Lamely, after a moment, he comes up with:] We could take a walk?

[She! Tried! It's not her fault that he's absurdly huge. Seriously, what do they feed people where he comes from...

But yes, a walk sounds right up her alley, so give her a moment to rub the small of her back—ouch—before she flashes him a smile.]

Sure! Could we go look at Dave's garden while we're out, though? I haven't seen it yet.

[Ice cream. And she managed, even if Okuyasu just stood up by himself in the end anyway, it still counts. She can have the credit.]

Yeah, okay. [Off they go... to the stairs.] Kind of a shitty day for gardening, but why not.

[local thug checks out community garden]

[Correction: local thugS check out community garden. She slav squatted! That means she's Tough now, so watch her fly down those stairs in... a most un-thug-like manner. Ah, well.]

It's not that bad outside. I sparred in the rain, so you can walk in it!

[Reaching the door well before he does, she pops right outside and looks up into the sky. Well, it looks even darker than it usually does, but at least it's only misting for now? That's a victory in her books, which is why, when she hears him finally hit the bottom step, she turns to give him a bright smile.]

See? We'll be fine!

[She's an honorary thug anyway, he'll give her that honor. Even as she basically leaps down the stairs, while he takes his sweet time following after her.]

I think the rain's gonna take a hike just 'cause of you. [You know. Being a ball of sunshine given human form. Give him a moment... ah yes, he said that lame thing out loud!!] —I mean, y'know, it's fine. Screw rain! Yeah!

[Wow! Who's being sappy now? She's much too nice to tease him about it, but there's no way that she can stop herself from laughing. What a nice thing for a tough guy to say.]

I like the rain, though. The more we get, the faster the garden will grow! [Or does rain not matter when Dave's time magic is involved? Hmm. She'll worry about that later; for now, she just sets off at a rather brisk pace.] I hope they've planted lots of fruit, don't you? Oranges for Iida, and other stuff for everyone else.

[Thank you for sparing him, he will pretend she's laughing at something else, some thought that isn't about the sappy thing he just said.]

Some more potatoes... [terror. also don't they have seed packets by now, somewhere in the nebulous timeline?! okuyasu has probably knocked his behind a desk and forgotten it.] What's with him and the oranges, anyway?

[Probably, but the timeline is 2 confusing 4 me at this hour. She will find strawberry seeds... tomorrow.]

Oh! He hasn't told you? [Is there a reason for this? Nah.] He has to drink orange juice to use his quirk. That's why I was so excited when I found the crate of oranges in my room, and when we found those oranges in the woods!

[Helping friends! Yeah!]

[Okuyasu will find..........sunflowers, and they'll be cute. Prepare.

Anyway—there is a significant pause before he comes up with words besides "uh what the hell?"]

What does orange juice have to do with rocket feet? Am I missing something?

[She'd better get one. But drinking orange juice to fuel a quirk is, like, so blasé, so she shrugs.]

That's just how it works for him! Some quirks are like that, but I'm lucky that mine doesn't need anything special.

[Aside from anti-nausea medicine, but whatever, whatever.]

[Naturally... flower deliveries: the next next thread.]

Huh. [That sucks, he thinks, but he probably shouldn't diss someone's power like that—but it does suck.] Never heard of a Stand that needed special fuel or anything.

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1/2 i can't believe i have the perfect icon for this... sighs at myself

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She is.....too pure for this life.............

okuyasu is a bad influence

how to make friends and influence people

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