( Left outside Bakugo's door is a cheerful little gift bag with THANK YOU! emblazoned on it in bright cartoon letters. Inside he will find a fat, fluffy spider plushie. Then tucked underneath the toy is a box of six donuts and three teeny tiny bottles of alcohol of varying choice because Vash did not know what to opt for and the size of them was kind of funny. There's no note. It's very ~ mysterious ~.
[What the hell is this? Bakugo eyes the little bag at his door, one hand in his pocket and a skewer of meat between his teeth. It's winning the prize for brightest bag ever left outside his room. Who's thanking him, and for what?
Ugh, a quick scoop brings it up and into the room once he pushes the door open. Finishing off the skewer, he throws it over his shoulder into the trashcan and sits down on the bed to open his mystery gift.
... a spider. Yeah, now he knows exactly who this is from. Undercut. Only guy he has any spider interactions with. As for the donuts, that tracks, though he purses his lips in a frown with the alcohol. You know...]
no? but i mean, i go out for dinner with people sometimes!
( He has a complicated relationship with eating. He likes to bring people snacks, and if he's asked along he'll absolutely go with, but meals are a little more difficult. At least he's trying to shake the Wolfwood malaise off, which means he's more than ready to accept an invitation. )
[he gave him the date, time, location, and intent, so that's what he expects to happen. bakugo usually does his cooking in the kitchen, but when it's busy in there, he'll retreat to his room for his own mini kitchen suite setup, including a minifridge, two portable burners, cutting boards, and a small fleet of cooking items.
though he could simply have everything ready and set up when vash got there, he has a feeling the guy would be more interested in watching bakugo do some cooking, so... he'll have things halfway done by the time vash arrives.]
( He's on time and even carrying a little box of pastries, which when Bakugo opens the door Vash is very quick to heft his way. )
I know you're supposed to bring a gift to these kinds of things, but I didn't know what you'd like so it's a tester box. ( For weddings! But it's fine. There's cake. ) Unless you don't like desserts.
( He hopes so, because while he still doesn't know about the alcohol thing he really does want to do something nice. Which includes rocking on his heels and taking a big old sniff. ) Wow, it smells really good in here.
[WHAT PART OF "JUST BRING YOUR STOMACH" DOES THIS GUY NOT UNDERSTAND?! ... Bakugo scowls at the offered gift, more out of frustration than any kind of anger. Ugh, Vash's parents trained him too well. Always the polite nice guy. Oh wait, he didn't have parents. Technically. Whoever taught him manners did it too well. Ren... he thinks?]
You don't have too. [Bakugo sweeps the box from Vash's hand and heads into the room, setting the offering in the minifridge for it to chill. Look, cool petite fours are nice.] Occasionally.
[He's not fond of decadent or overly-sugary things, sticking more with fruit popsicles for casual snacks and light cakes at events.]
Stop lurking in the doorway.
[That's an invite in. Despite Bakugo's aggressive nature and foul attitude, the hero's room is surprisingly smart. Neat and clean, everything is in a space and place, closet organized, dresser proper, bed made, books shelved, a corner where weights and workout items sit, desk supporting his computer and school supplies, a fold-down table currently affixed to the wall where he works on his gear, and the small kitchen set up mentioned before. A rice cooker sits on a sturdy shelf, a place of importance in his room. Atop one of the portable burners is a skillet with one of the bottles of alcohol the man got him earlier. Beside it is a mixture of diced chicken, scallions, two uncracked eggs, broccoli and herbs.]
( He's never found anything that he is anyway, not even with all the new foods that he's got to try here. He thinks maybe that's part and parcel of being a plant. Nosily his gaze swings around, ever curious about the space around him, the things it might tell him about his new friend. He absolutely wants to see what those books are, but maybe once they're closer. Then he can be a busybody. )
Oh, do I get to watch you make it? I should have brought a notepad so I could take some ideas down. I like your room. It's looking real homely. ( He should get some stuff. His is very bland. ) Also super tidy. I wish I could get mine this neat.
[Bakugo accepts that with a grunt and returns to the burner with the skillet atop. A quick pour of water sends up a sizzle from the hot metal and he rolls the skillet a few times to cover the pan. Steam blooms upward as the water quickly evaporates and cooks off. Something to prepare for while Vash wanders around his room like a curious cat.]
Figured you'd whine if I didn't let you. [Does he know Vash would've? Not really. But given how friendly and into things the guy is, plus never having someone cook for him, there's a good chance. And Bakugo's not Bakugo without the occasional dig at someone.] Haa?! How the hell can you be bad at keeping your room neat?!
[Dammit, Undercut! Does he need to teach you that too?! In goes the diced chicken, scallions, broccoli, and herbs, with the eggs kept to the side for the time being. A quick sizzle goes up once more and Bakugo settles into a quick combination of jerking the pan to toss the items inside and wielding a spatula to keep them in motion.]
Well, it's not necessarily my stuff messing the place up. I have a lot of things for the kids that I can't keep down at the orphanage for now. And then there's whatever Wolfwood left behind. ( Mostly nothing, but he hoards it with a strange desperation even if it is junk. ) I guess I'm just not used to having more things than would fit on my back.
( Quick escapes tended to be the aim of the game when it came to Vash. But he sidles up to where the cooking is happening, relaxed and easy going, a small-ish smile across his features. )
What are the green things?
( Listen, there's a vegetable shortage on No Man's Land and he's been working his way through a lot of food. He hasn't got this far yet. )
[The orphanage should have some kind of available area for Vash's supplies. Not sure why it wouldn't, yet if Vash needs a place for storage... Was he here when the first version of Nanami was? Because there was an earlier version of Vash too. Not sure. Tch-]
There's a bookstore no longer in use if you want to use it as storage. I have the key to it.
[First Nanami's bookstore. All the books were gathered and donated to the base's library (with permission from Nanami's world mates back then) but the little building itself remains in Bakugo's ownership and care once Megumi went back home.
Back to cooking.]
Scallions. Also called green onions. This is broccoli. [It took some previous knowledge to understand Vash didn't know any of this crap.] You've just been eating whatever they threw at you all this time?
Oh, really? That might help. It's mostly because I don't want anyone coming across it until it's time, you know? I've been winning the kids things at the arcade for Christmas. That and gathering donations for clothes and blankets. And you know what they're like. Prying eyes. So it's all just in my room.
( And while he has only just learnt about the holiday, he's committed to making it a good one for the orphans. A disused bookshop sounds curious though. Vash makes a soft noise, a hum of sound. ) Did you used to run it or something?
( Bakugo doesn't seem like a shopkeeper, but he also doesn't seem like a guy who cooks delicious smelling food. Speaking of-. ) Oh! Sort of? If people tell me something's good I have to try it, you know? Shaved ice was the best until it betrayed me with brain freeze, and then there was a little while where I made myself sick on these funny yellow peppers because the crunch was fun. But there's so much choice here, and I don't really have time to cook for myself so I mostly eat pre-packaged stuff.
( Eating's always been a funny thing for him any way. Either he'll gorge himself or he'll forget. And he's been putting it off more these days, busy and a little heartsick. But it's nice, to be cooked for, so he's going to let himself tonight. )
I'll take you to it tomorrow. If it works out, move your shit into it.
[This guy's a real softie on kids, isn't he. Bakugo was a bear just to make him participate in his own class' Christmas party back home, snarling at people trying to stick santa sweaters and hats on his head like a cornered monster. Somehow they fucking succeeded... Should've killed them when he had the chance.
Anyways, the bookstore should serve as a nice-sized area for Vash to store his things. Plenty of shelves and bookshelves and tables and counters to categorize things. Might be a hole-in-the-wall kind of shop, but it has plenty of space for one person.]
Someone I knew ran it. One of his world-mates and I used it as a quiet place until he went home.
[Megumi and Bakugo escaped from the rush of the base and all the technology. Studying, reading, resting in the relative silence, surrounded by physical books and paper tomes. All three of them were good to sit there and say nothing. Bakugo offered to help cover some of the costs, but since Nanami refused, he repaid him by checking out books and helping clean/organize the place on occasion. So when Nanami left, it kind of... passed into his and Megumi's hands and care.]
No one told you not to eat it quickly? [Bakugo definitely would've kept his mouth shut and smirked when Vash's brain froze. Can't blame someone else for doing the same thing. He makes a face at the thought of Vash eating a whole pack of fucking peeps in one sitting.] What the hell, that shit's pure sugar! Of course you're gonna puke!
[Or get a headache or some bad shits. Bakugo rolls his eyes before giving the grilling items a few more runs around the skillet. Then pours in the bottle of alcohol Vash got him. Since it's small, he has to add some water to make up the difference, but it's not too diluted. A hiss of steam blooms upward, but settles, and he backs off to let it simmer and deglaze the pan at the same time.]
( Voice going a little ?! because while everything else is absolutely grand he's never seen anyone do that and it supersedes whatever else they've been talking about. Mostly because he spends his entire life around grizzled, miserable alcoholics and diner owners and why would they waste it like that? Sometimes they even hate when you have to use it for wound care! )
Woah.
( EARTH-SHATTERING. ) But wait, didn't you like it? I wasn't sure what kind to get. Because also, there's like a billion more boozes? Even more than they have in the cities here. You'll have to tell me which you'd prefer in case. Unless you don't drink. That's fine too. ( Hastily. ) People are allowed to do that.
Of course you can! It's fermented liquid! [Bakugo looks at the bottle Vash gave him and turns it around to show the guy the nutrition and ingredients list on the label. If the gunman thought cooking with alcohol was surprising, the next one's going to knock his head back-] It burns off the alcohol first and leaves the flavor and fluid behind.
[Thus creating a non-alcoholic dish for people who don't want to get drunk drinking your soup or, like Bakugo, don't want to drink alcohol period because he's not old enough. This might be Neo Tokyo, but it's till Tokyo! There are laws! Even if they aren't the same here, he's a responsible young man and the law is: no drinking until you're 20! well, no serious drinking. A sip won't get you thrown into prison.]
I'm not old enough to drink, Undercut. My country's legal age is 20. [Which is why he was initially miffed at receiving the bottles, but then amused and interested for this very reason.] But these- [he indicates the bottle] -are great for cooking with.
If you find more for a good price, pick 'em up.
[Small enough for a dish or two, keep well with a good shelf-life, and the bottles are reusable. It was a good gift, albeit not for the way Vash thought it'd be used. Surprise.]
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Date: 12/5/24 11:37 (UTC)( It is not. ) )
... tch, cute
Date: 12/5/24 18:18 (UTC)Ugh, a quick scoop brings it up and into the room once he pushes the door open. Finishing off the skewer, he throws it over his shoulder into the trashcan and sits down on the bed to open his mystery gift.
... a spider. Yeah, now he knows exactly who this is from. Undercut. Only guy he has any spider interactions with. As for the donuts, that tracks, though he purses his lips in a frown with the alcohol. You know...]
Two days later. Late afternoon.
Date: 12/5/24 18:19 (UTC)do u know i burst into the game discord like IS BAKUGO A CHILD DID I GIVE BOOZE TO A CHILD
Date: 12/5/24 18:22 (UTC)he's going on 18, japan drinking age is 20, you did give a YOUNG MAN (hmph) booze, vash
Date: 12/5/24 18:25 (UTC)OH NO. it's fine it wouldn't be the first time.
Date: 12/5/24 18:27 (UTC)do u want me to bring anything???
that's what people do, right?
someone did that to him before. he just cooked with it. like now.
Date: 12/5/24 18:28 (UTC)you bring your stomach.
aw he's a good boy ;;
Date: 12/5/24 19:25 (UTC)i'll be there.
do i get to know what it is or is it a surprise?
his record is immaculate. no bad habits for this golden... turd.
Date: 12/5/24 19:42 (UTC)[Japanese chicken and egg rice bowl. Pretty damn sure Vash has no idea.]
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Date: 12/5/24 19:58 (UTC)( Absolutely none. Please don't be worm. )
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Date: 12/5/24 20:05 (UTC)you have no idea what that is, do you.
would u like to handwave or thread out the dinner? i'm easy either way!!!
Date: 12/7/24 12:48 (UTC)but i'm looking forward to it. i haven't had anyone cook for me in a while. i bet it's real good.
oh we can totally do their dinner! that'd be fun.
Date: 12/7/24 21:09 (UTC)[don't you have friends, vash?]
yeees okay 🥰
Date: 12/8/24 14:16 (UTC)( He has a complicated relationship with eating. He likes to bring people snacks, and if he's asked along he'll absolutely go with, but meals are a little more difficult. At least he's trying to shake the Wolfwood malaise off, which means he's more than ready to accept an invitation. )
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Date: 12/8/24 16:09 (UTC)be on time.
[he gave him the date, time, location, and intent, so that's what he expects to happen. bakugo usually does his cooking in the kitchen, but when it's busy in there, he'll retreat to his room for his own mini kitchen suite setup, including a minifridge, two portable burners, cutting boards, and a small fleet of cooking items.
though he could simply have everything ready and set up when vash got there, he has a feeling the guy would be more interested in watching bakugo do some cooking, so... he'll have things halfway done by the time vash arrives.]
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Date: 12/8/24 16:45 (UTC)I know you're supposed to bring a gift to these kinds of things, but I didn't know what you'd like so it's a tester box. ( For weddings! But it's fine. There's cake. ) Unless you don't like desserts.
( He hopes so, because while he still doesn't know about the alcohol thing he really does want to do something nice. Which includes rocking on his heels and taking a big old sniff. ) Wow, it smells really good in here.
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Date: 12/8/24 17:35 (UTC)You don't have too. [Bakugo sweeps the box from Vash's hand and heads into the room, setting the offering in the minifridge for it to chill. Look, cool petite fours are nice.] Occasionally.
[He's not fond of decadent or overly-sugary things, sticking more with fruit popsicles for casual snacks and light cakes at events.]
Stop lurking in the doorway.
[That's an invite in. Despite Bakugo's aggressive nature and foul attitude, the hero's room is surprisingly smart. Neat and clean, everything is in a space and place, closet organized, dresser proper, bed made, books shelved, a corner where weights and workout items sit, desk supporting his computer and school supplies, a fold-down table currently affixed to the wall where he works on his gear, and the small kitchen set up mentioned before. A rice cooker sits on a sturdy shelf, a place of importance in his room. Atop one of the portable burners is a skillet with one of the bottles of alcohol the man got him earlier. Beside it is a mixture of diced chicken, scallions, two uncracked eggs, broccoli and herbs.]
Are you allergic to anything?
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Date: 12/9/24 16:03 (UTC)( He's never found anything that he is anyway, not even with all the new foods that he's got to try here. He thinks maybe that's part and parcel of being a plant. Nosily his gaze swings around, ever curious about the space around him, the things it might tell him about his new friend. He absolutely wants to see what those books are, but maybe once they're closer. Then he can be a busybody. )
Oh, do I get to watch you make it? I should have brought a notepad so I could take some ideas down. I like your room. It's looking real homely. ( He should get some stuff. His is very bland. ) Also super tidy. I wish I could get mine this neat.
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Date: 12/9/24 20:22 (UTC)Figured you'd whine if I didn't let you. [Does he know Vash would've? Not really. But given how friendly and into things the guy is, plus never having someone cook for him, there's a good chance. And Bakugo's not Bakugo without the occasional dig at someone.] Haa?! How the hell can you be bad at keeping your room neat?!
[Dammit, Undercut! Does he need to teach you that too?! In goes the diced chicken, scallions, broccoli, and herbs, with the eggs kept to the side for the time being. A quick sizzle goes up once more and Bakugo settles into a quick combination of jerking the pan to toss the items inside and wielding a spatula to keep them in motion.]
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Date: 12/10/24 16:11 (UTC)( Quick escapes tended to be the aim of the game when it came to Vash. But he sidles up to where the cooking is happening, relaxed and easy going, a small-ish smile across his features. )
What are the green things?
( Listen, there's a vegetable shortage on No Man's Land and he's been working his way through a lot of food. He hasn't got this far yet. )
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Date: 12/10/24 23:17 (UTC)[The orphanage should have some kind of available area for Vash's supplies. Not sure why it wouldn't, yet if Vash needs a place for storage... Was he here when the first version of Nanami was? Because there was an earlier version of Vash too. Not sure. Tch-]
There's a bookstore no longer in use if you want to use it as storage. I have the key to it.
[First Nanami's bookstore. All the books were gathered and donated to the base's library (with permission from Nanami's world mates back then) but the little building itself remains in Bakugo's ownership and care once Megumi went back home.
Back to cooking.]
Scallions. Also called green onions. This is broccoli. [It took some previous knowledge to understand Vash didn't know any of this crap.] You've just been eating whatever they threw at you all this time?
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Date: 12/10/24 23:57 (UTC)( And while he has only just learnt about the holiday, he's committed to making it a good one for the orphans. A disused bookshop sounds curious though. Vash makes a soft noise, a hum of sound. ) Did you used to run it or something?
( Bakugo doesn't seem like a shopkeeper, but he also doesn't seem like a guy who cooks delicious smelling food. Speaking of-. ) Oh! Sort of? If people tell me something's good I have to try it, you know? Shaved ice was the best until it betrayed me with brain freeze, and then there was a little while where I made myself sick on these funny yellow peppers because the crunch was fun. But there's so much choice here, and I don't really have time to cook for myself so I mostly eat pre-packaged stuff.
( Eating's always been a funny thing for him any way. Either he'll gorge himself or he'll forget. And he's been putting it off more these days, busy and a little heartsick. But it's nice, to be cooked for, so he's going to let himself tonight. )
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Date: 12/11/24 00:14 (UTC)[This guy's a real softie on kids, isn't he. Bakugo was a bear just to make him participate in his own class' Christmas party back home, snarling at people trying to stick santa sweaters and hats on his head like a cornered monster. Somehow they fucking succeeded... Should've killed them when he had the chance.
Anyways, the bookstore should serve as a nice-sized area for Vash to store his things. Plenty of shelves and bookshelves and tables and counters to categorize things. Might be a hole-in-the-wall kind of shop, but it has plenty of space for one person.]
Someone I knew ran it. One of his world-mates and I used it as a quiet place until he went home.
[Megumi and Bakugo escaped from the rush of the base and all the technology. Studying, reading, resting in the relative silence, surrounded by physical books and paper tomes. All three of them were good to sit there and say nothing. Bakugo offered to help cover some of the costs, but since Nanami refused, he repaid him by checking out books and helping clean/organize the place on occasion. So when Nanami left, it kind of... passed into his and Megumi's hands and care.]
No one told you not to eat it quickly? [Bakugo definitely would've kept his mouth shut and smirked when Vash's brain froze. Can't blame someone else for doing the same thing. He makes a face at the thought of Vash eating a whole pack of fucking peeps in one sitting.] What the hell, that shit's pure sugar! Of course you're gonna puke!
[Or get a headache or some bad shits. Bakugo rolls his eyes before giving the grilling items a few more runs around the skillet. Then pours in the bottle of alcohol Vash got him. Since it's small, he has to add some water to make up the difference, but it's not too diluted. A hiss of steam blooms upward, but settles, and he backs off to let it simmer and deglaze the pan at the same time.]
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Date: 12/11/24 00:21 (UTC)( Voice going a little ?! because while everything else is absolutely grand he's never seen anyone do that and it supersedes whatever else they've been talking about. Mostly because he spends his entire life around grizzled, miserable alcoholics and diner owners and why would they waste it like that? Sometimes they even hate when you have to use it for wound care! )
Woah.
( EARTH-SHATTERING. ) But wait, didn't you like it? I wasn't sure what kind to get. Because also, there's like a billion more boozes? Even more than they have in the cities here. You'll have to tell me which you'd prefer in case. Unless you don't drink. That's fine too. ( Hastily. ) People are allowed to do that.
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Date: 12/11/24 00:33 (UTC)[Thus creating a non-alcoholic dish for people who don't want to get drunk drinking your soup or, like Bakugo, don't want to drink alcohol period because he's not old enough. This might be Neo Tokyo, but it's till Tokyo! There are laws! Even if they aren't the same here, he's a responsible young man and the law is: no drinking until you're 20! well, no serious drinking. A sip won't get you thrown into prison.]
I'm not old enough to drink, Undercut. My country's legal age is 20. [Which is why he was initially miffed at receiving the bottles, but then amused and interested for this very reason.] But these- [he indicates the bottle] -are great for cooking with.
If you find more for a good price, pick 'em up.
[Small enough for a dish or two, keep well with a good shelf-life, and the bottles are reusable. It was a good gift, albeit not for the way Vash thought it'd be used. Surprise.]
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