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❝Because I know that you're made up entirely of love.❞
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|| Let the Flames Begin || Paramore ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#762D73 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #BF3B3B】
|| Let the Flames Begin || Paramore ||
As their little fish followed her instructions to the dotted Is and crossed Ts, Mizuki and Yui had time to spare to converse casually about things. She was feeling a bit under the weather so she would probably take a nap during the tournament or something. Even something as basic as telling Yui how to bake cookies was enough to wear her down. What happened to the light bearer that killed their way out of Shoku's base? Would that be the only time she would be useful? "Why wasn't Ally in the dream with you?" Wasn't that one of Ally's duties as the dreamweaver? To make sure Yui got good night sleeps? "Well, whatever happened, it probably wasn't real. You're fine." Despite her heart starting to warm, it was quite clear the Oracle was bad at the whole comforting thing.
The cookies were heating up in the oven and the smell wafted through the kitchen. Mizuki was staring at her phone, wondering if it was possible to play a game on it but with how weak she felt that was probably impossible. Damian had come, like a mama bear sensing her nest was being trifled with. The kitchen really was his home, after all. "Just make sure to put everything back as how I organized them when you're done." Damian told them as he began making breakfast to them. Mizu nodded and tried to use the remote control hand on her wheelchair to help put things away. The telepath, however, wasn't going to let that happen. "Our dishes are delicate, so - ah, just don't worry about it. I can clean up after you two this once." The Oracle nodded and allowed Yui to transfer her to a chair. "Thanks, mom." She said snidely. With a nod in Yui's direction, "And you too, Yui. It was fun!"
Someone then grabbed Yui from behind, making a little roar noise. Just a small one so it wouldn't actually scare her, just a tiny little surprise for their precious cinnamon roll. "Roar?" Aria lifted Yui up and spun her in the air as if she were a ballerina. "We're eating fish! And you're our fish! We're just fattening you up so we can cook and eat you later!" She pretended to take a bite out of Yui's hair only for Xavier to transport the fish out of her arms, into his grasp with his powers. "Don't just grab her like that, you're going to startle her!" He scolded, cross at how his old friend seemed to abandon all caution with the child's diagnosed PTSD.
Unamused, Aria pouted at him, seemingly forgetting temporarily all about how she was the traitor. "She's used to be my now, so she doesn't care!" She tried to reach for Yui and then the two got into a bicker battle over who would be allowed to hug her. It went on and on until Damian had to shut them up by throwing spatula at them. "No fighting at table or no food for either of you." The mama bear was back, and he was going to tame his unruly family members. "Now, sit and enjoy the meal." He winked at Yui in particular, his opponent for the tournament. Aria and Ally shared a competitive glance with one another, both intending to try to win their bout.