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Yay! See you soon!

[As promised, she's in the kitchen of the club building. It smells like baked apples and cinnamon from the cupcakes cooling on the wire rack nearby. Kotone herself, apron dusted lightly with flour and sugar and bright red headphones on her ears, is mixing the ingredients together for frosting. It certainly doesn't smell like she's committed any food crimes...

But with her headphones in, humming along to the song and focused on her mixing, she doesn't hear him come in. Sorry bud.]

[and he'd stopped by somewhere on the way there, and had emerged with a bag. it's with this bag that he comes into the club building and sees Kotone, grinning a bit.]

Damn, it smells heavenly in here!! Maybe I won't get poisoned today after all!

[why is he like this-]

Maybe!

[She laughs and takes her headphones off, letting them flop against her chest as she pauses her MP3 player and gives him a smile -- and a curious glance toward the bag. Ingredients, maybe...?]

What'd you get?

It's for you!

[he grins as he holds out his arm towards her.]

I was walking over here and there was some Halloween outfits at this one shop... so I figured I'd grab one for you! For thanks for the treats, hehe.

[that "hehe" wasn't mischievous at all or anything...

in the bag is something like this... and it's probably surprisingly accurate to her size.

don't ask how he knows her measurements.]

Ooooh!!

[Costumes! Nobody's given her a costume since Theo, so she immediately abandons the bowl she was mixing and bounces over to take it. Maybe the "hehe" was mischievous, but as a master of the mischievous hehe herself, that doesn't put her off at all.

...

.....

She pulls the maid dress out and shakes it a little, holding it up to herself. It sure looks like it's her size...]

You want me to wear this?

[Her expression is a little hard to read, mostly because she's holding the dress up in front of her face to check to see how hard it'll be to put on.]

[he's not gonna sweat at all, because even in the face of Chie and Yukiko, he didn't sweat until they'd decided to push him off a cliff.]

Y-Yeah! [he can barely contain himself.] I saw it and I thought you'd look really cute in it!!

Please, please, please, please, please wear it!!

Hmm... I haven't worn something like this in a while.

[??? She lowers the dress and grins at him.]

Sure, why not? It'll be fun!

[And that's that, apparently??]

[oh?????? oh?????? HIS NADS ARE SAVED????????

an almost disbelieving giggle comes out of Yosuke's mouth before he bounces on his feet like a small child.]

Really? You'll really wear it???

[he might cry.]

You're not even going to kick me about it??

Sure!

[The Cultural Festival was canceled, after all, so it's not like she ever got to wear it with Yukari back at Gekkoukan! This would be fun! Plus, she's already getting her own ideas about what to do... like buy Yosuke his own maid dress in return to surprise him with.

Though she... pauses, lips parting slightly with concerned confusion as she tilts her head.]

Do you... want me to kick you?

[he yelps and jumps back, almost like he's trying to cover Certain Parts of him while he does it.]

N-No, please don't!!

[WHEEZE.]

I just... the girls back home would've probably kicked me for something like that. Chie's kicks are lethal.

[Ah... sometimes he really does remind her of Junpei. She can't help but laugh and shake her head, moving back to her mixing bowl and setting the bag down on the floor nearby. She has to finish this frosting!!]

Yeah, Yukari or Kirijo-senpai would probably have kicked your butt for suggesting it. [Or, well, Yukari definitely would. Mitsuru would probably just be confused as to why Yosuke wants her to dress like "the help" at her house.]

It sounds like you had a rough time with them, though, huh? Bad food, kicking you...

[You uhhhhh... you good bud?]

[HE'S NOT GOOD THANKS,,,,]

Oh man... good thing I met you, then.

[he rubs the back of his head and sobers up a little bit more.]

At least with the food, they meant well. They just can't cook worth shit.

Oh... yeah. One of my friends wanted to make rice once, but she added too much water. I was able to help her salvage it into a rice porridge, but...

[Cooking is so hard. Still, it's nice that he's defending his friends like that, probably? Even if they sound kind of harsh.

As she keeps mixing the frosting together, she hums softly.]

Do you like cooking yourself?

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[he shrugs.]

Not really. It's kinda for girls, isn't it?

[Yosuke no]

At least, that's how it usually is.

[She just makes a face at him before checking the consistency of the frosting and deeming it good enough.]

I dunno, Yu made me really good ramen. And the best cook I know is a boy. Actually, all the good cooks I know are boys...

[Yu, Shinji, Akira. Hmmm... Well!! No time like the present to start!]

Oh, since you're here, can you help me? There's icing bags and tips in those drawers there.

[Welcome to Cooking Club. You're a member now.]

Eh, Yu's a little different. He kinda has to fend for himself.

[.... oh no.

uhhhhhh-]

I've never iced anything. You... probably don't want to see what that'll look like.

It's not hard! I'll show you!

[She gives him her best encouraging smile and a wink. Who could say no to that face? Imagine her disappointment... the heartbreak...

Brushing past him, she gets the cloth (ye olde no-plastic :( ) piping bag and sets it up for him, wrapping the open part of the bag around the top of her hand and pinching off the bottom so the icing doesn't leak out.]

Can you spoon some of that frosting in here for me? [Please, Yosuke, for her... please... she looks so excited...]

[ughhhhhhh he CAN'T SAY NO TO HER

fucking wildcards.

Yosuke groans a little bit as he grabs a spoon and walks over to her now, looking over at the icing. he might be grumbling under his breath, but he starts to spoon it up and into the piping bag regardless.

she's too cute and nice to disappoint, ok]

[Look, he gets to stand close to a girl while she smiles at him. Surely that makes it all worth it or something.

Once she's satisfied with the amount of icing, she closes it off, twisting it around the top and readying it over one of the cupcakes. It's pretty obvious she's done this a few times before, but she purposefully goes a little more slowly as she swirls a simple design on top of the cupcake, glancing over once to make sure Yosuke's paying attention.]

See? Give it a try! Just hold it steady at the top here, and squeeze the bottom just a little bit.

[And she is just handing off this bag. Please take it. Please don't make her drop it. Please.]

[uhhhhhhhhh...

he almost drops it but doesn't, and he makes a face as he considers the bag in his hand.]

It feels weird...

[is this gay!!!!

but he starts to hold it, frowning as he holds it more in the middle instead of the top. which means that the top is starting to flop over...]

That's 'cause you're holding it wrong!

[Don't worry, she swoops in to help! By taking his hand and shifting it further up the pastry bag. :) Nothing weird here!]

Okay, try it here.

[She hasn't let go of his hand... this is Ghost the movie but featuring frosting...]

[THUMP THUMP THUMP IS THE SOUND HIS HEART IS MAKING-]

Oh... okay...

[Yosuke's face is getting hot, but he lets her move his hand and adjusts his grip accordingly to the bag.]

And then just...

[he's gonna squeeze the bag-- but a little too hard, because frosting just kind of explodes out of it and onto the cupcake.]

AAH!! What did I do now??

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