Haruka clenched his fists. “Y-you would be surprised if you woke up and -- and -- and your cell was full of ice cream!
I was just thinking of this line from your last Mikoto drabble and wondered… Can you make this happen?
I certainly can >:3 I tried for a while to frame this as straight-up comedy, but it actually worked so much better as something sweet, with silly lines here and there :) Thank you so much for the request, it was so fun!! (Also, I wrote John using Mikoto's name for ease, but in my mind he's switching between first person pronouns.)
There was someone unexpected in cell 009.
No, no, it’s not like that. Everyone was very aware that there were two distinct residents of that cell. John himself was very aware of his position in that cell.
The thing was, someone else ended up in there, too.
John kept his eyes shut, feigning sleep. The other person was here on a mission. They’d slipped in without creaking the metal door. Their footsteps were nearly inaudible against the floor. He would have thought it was Kotoko, with skills like that, but she would have leapt to an attack. This person was busy doing… something.
He strained his ears. It was impossible to tell their goal. They were going in and out, moving things around. Was it a trap? There weren’t enough materials in the prison to set a trap. Were they stealing things from around the room? He had nothing of value. Plus, he was sure Mikoto would have given anything to anyone who asked. What, then?
Unable to come to any conclusion, he readied himself. He’d protect himself. He always did.
In one fluid motion, he rolled out of the bed and pinned the other to the ground. The perpetrator let out a high-pitched squeak. Impossibly wide and frightened eyes looked up at him.
“Haruka…?” That was the last person he was expecting. John squinted around the room. “What the --”
Ice cream. He didn’t know what it meant, but that’s what Haruka had been arranging. Dishes and dishes of ice cream. Everywhere. Plates stacked on the desk. Bowls strewn across the floor. All vanilla. There was a scattering of toppings; some with colorful sprinkles and others dripping with chocolate sauce. When he’d tackled the poor boy, he sent another dish of it clattering across the ground.
“I’m sorry! Ah, I-I, ah, I’m sorry!” Haruka squeezed his eyes shut. “It-it’s a, it was a surprise, for you! For M-m-mikoto…!”
“A surprise?”
“The other d-day he said, we were, we were talking ab-bout --”
“He asked for this?”
“Uh, no, but --”
“He didn’t know about it?” John’s eyes narrowed. “It’s some kinda prank?”
“NO! No, n-no I’m not being m-mean. It was f-fun. A fun surprise.” Haruka held his palms up, unable to make his smile anything but panicked. “...Surprise!”
John stared.
Despite how nonsensical the whole situation was, there didn’t seem to be any danger. He rose. Haruka scrambled to his feet.
John gestured to the extensive supply of sweets around them. “How did you get all this together, anyway?”
“O-oh!” Haruka wrung his hands. “I was, uh, planning it for a while. I requested ice cream three times in a row. And I n-never ate mine for dessert. I’ve been saving it. Es asked why, b-but they still let me keep it.”
“And why did you? Why do all this for Mikoto?”
“I t-told you, it was sup-supposed to be fun...”
John braced himself against the desk. He was just wondering how long it would take to take care of this mess. He mused, “it’s all going to melt.”
He might as well have thrown a punch, the way Haruka’s expression shifted. “I’m sorry! I’m -- I… I didn’t think of that…”
“Eh? You don’t need to apologize or anything. It’s fine.”
They fell into silence. Haruka shifted on his feet.
“Y-you… can have it, if you want. The ice cream. I didn’t let anyone else have it but-but, you can, I think. ”
“I don’t want the ice cream.” He wanted to be left alone. He wanted the cell clean so Mikoto didn't stress out about cleaning it. He wanted to avoid being bothered by bizarre ‘surprises’ first thing in the morning.
His stomach disagreed, apparently. It let out a loud grumble. Both prisoners looked over.
He muttered a curse. With a huff, he picked up one of the bowls.
“Alright. But even if I did eat this, or Mikoto did, there’s no way I could finish it all.” He shoved it into Haruka’s hands. “You made this mess, you’re gonna help me deal with it.”
The boy nodded frantically.
“Come on, you can sit here. Pass me that one, with the syrup. And hurry it up.”
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If Alpey and Jaba got ice cream together, which flavours do you think they’d choose? 🤔🍨🍨
From the way Jabari acts, some people would mistake him to be a pretty boring guy when it comes to tastes in food. He's a creature of comfort who, if uncomfortable, will battle and yell with all the ferocity of a territorial lemming to regain it. However, some people tend to oversee that comfort and luxury can come hand in hand. Jabari is not the man who will play it safe, he will squint at the ice cream's menu and carefully select one of the most obscure options ever after conducting some serious research either beforehand or during the process. This research includes asking the employees what they think of the dessert. Even if there's a line of hungry kids and their late to work parents waiting behind him, Jabari will hush the ground so he can calculate All the options to come to a stable conclusion that Yes, this Is, in fact, The Best choice of item to spend my money on. He probably likes combinations, like an upside down banana split or something odd like that. If he's buying ice cream at a place that's stabilized itself by making good ice cream, it can't just be any ice cream he can just buy at a store then. It has to be THEIR SPECIAL ice cream. He's here for luxury and specifics, whatever the ice cream store says they can do the best, like, actually do in terms of making it, sprucing it up with syrups and fruits, and decorating it all nice and different, mixing it, etc, he'll buy it. I feel like he'd be one of those people that buys those really fancy overloaded ice cream shakes where there's like syrup or crumbs decorating the outside of the cup like sugar on an alcoholic beverage and there's a brownie bar on top for extra extra appearance appeal.
Meanwhile, alpey just wants some Dondurma, which is a Turkish ice cream notable for its hard texture and melt resistance, so he brings his own special knife and fork sets, one for him, one for jaba so they can cut into their ice cream bricks :] !! He's fond of the sweeter flavors, but they can't be artifical. ... sadly, there is no delicious Dondurma, and the ice cream just melts and slips between the slits of his special fork with much despair and pity. His ice cream lacks the sweetness and realness he desires, and they have no honey !!!! It's not stretchy or chewy at all! the texture is almost nothing !!!
It's okay, though, because Jabari orders him something special off the menu, an ornate mixture of various fruits and syrups and decorative pizzazz that they both end up using their forks to eat it. The creature of luxury cannot stand to see his fellow critter in need lack his own creaturely comforts. Before Jabari orders Alpey a new unique ice cream, he coaxes (demands) alpey to try a spoo-forkful of the carefully considered dessert of Jabari's choosing. Once he can tell Alpey likes Jabari's ice cream more than the simple and safe one he chose, Jabari buys Alpey something similar but with more sweetness. Cue another hour long research session that makes the poor teenagers groan as they watch their line grow longer and longer behind the happy couple(?) clinging onto their weird little forks instead of spoons.
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@iamomegon continued from here.
Such a simple question and yet, even with the usually deadpan Aurelius, something about it seemed to have genuinely brought him to have some sort of emotion to his telepathic voice. His head lulled back, unknowing on how to truly respond to such a question.
" My sons and I endure. Despite what has happened with Leman. "
A simple reply. His grip tightened on the staff of his standard, suddenly swinging out at another unlucky poxwalker that dared to step foot near his brother. He slammed his standard in the ground with fury, earning audible war cries from his beloved sons. And while they charged without fear into battle, Aurelius absentmindedly returned his greatbow into his hands, pulling an arrow from beneath his cloak and pulled back what could only be described as an invisible bowstring. Light crackles of energy formed at the tips of the greatbow to create the very string, pulled back hard by Aurelius's careful hands... and the arrow was fired across the battlefield with nary an issue.
Aurelius said nothing. He was not one for speaking-- and he certainly was not one to just go rambling to his brothers about such matters in this era.
" How do you fare? "
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"It's valentine's day!" Obito appears out of nowhere in Shizune's hospital office. "Do you want to go shopping for valentine's stuff together? I got some money~." And they could have fun!
Shizune mildly jumped from him appearing. She really should be used to that by now... Her face brightened up into a wide smile, "You remembered! I'd love to go!" Really how could anyone really forget with all the heart decorations and pink and red colors everywhere, "We should get a bunch of sweets! All the local places are making special cakes and ice creams for the holiday!" She's been really hoping he would ask her out so they could try things together. Wasn't as fun as doing it alone.
Quickly getting up from her desk, she wrapped her arms around him and placed a kiss on his lips, "I'm happy to ditch work for you! I'm sure Sakura-chan won't mind."
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YOU'RE TWINS. OF COURSE YOU'RE DEVILISHLY HANDSOME, BUT THE BABES AREN'T BITING, ARE THEY, STANLEY? YOU NEED TO CAST A WIDER NET. CONSIDER HOT ALIEN BABES. I CAN HELP YOU WITH THAT IF YOU'RE WILLING TO MAKE A DEAL. I'LL EVEN GIVE YOU THE FAMILY DISCOUNT. I MEAN, YOU'RE NOT TECHNICALLY MY BROTHER-IN-LAW BUT YOU'RE STILL A VERSION OF HIM. IT SHOULD COUNT. I'LL PLEAD THE 5th AND A HALF BILLION POINT 3.
Unprompted asks //
"I wouldn't go to you for datin' advice if we were the last two people on Earth. Pass."
Just going to ignore that first part, by the way.
"Sure, we share the same face but I got somethin' Sixer doesn't, an' that's charm."
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Yawning, Heatwave came aboard the ship only to be waylaid by Servo out on the deck before he could head inside.
“Oh, hey boy, what’s the matter?”
Even as he knelt to scratch Servo’s helm, he frowned toward the cabin.
“Tide, you okay?”
Normally Servo would reply with happy yaps, but seeing the... vast majority of destroyed unknown objects around the deck doesn't help as much, neither does the silence from the cabin.
A concerned yap left the dog as he pointed at a deep dent into a wall. That could only mean his owner was very stressed out because of people pushing his buttons again, the minidog was just sitting here to guard so no strangers could approach! Buut since Heatwave was no stranger, sure High Tide wouldn't mind him staying for a bit right?
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