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mondo oowada, dangan ronpa
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[mititei]

[Romania blinks. Is that really a problem?]

Eh? Even for something reasonable like this?

[motorbikes]

Tch- well- [ he's so awful at this, can't you tell ] Isn't that something you fucking ask?!

[mititei]

[He can't help but laugh. He wasn't exactly expecting something like this (or maybe he was, considering their other exchanges), but he's enjoying it nonetheless. Ah, but then it wouldn't have been a good surprise!

But well? Do you like it?

[motorbikes]

...Shit, uh- [ what's he supposed to say? sure, it's a nice gift, but he doesn't want to lose his cool.

still...he's never gotten a gift like it before ] It's pretty alright.

[mititei]

[And that's certainly enough for Romania, who looks ecstatic about that lukewarm comment.] Excellent!

[With that he'll take a few steps back, gesturing towards the kitchen.]

You should help me with dinner. It's getting close to that time and I still have so much to cook.

[motorbikes]

What, you think I know anything about cooking? I'd just buy some fucking take out, y'know?

[ being a gang leader is BUSY WORK ]

[mititei]

Take out? On this day?

I refuse to let you! Now come, Surely you at least know how to peel some vegetables.

[motorbikes]

Uh...you got to use one of those circle knife things, right? [ mondo oowada, everyone. ]

[mititei]

What? [Romania really doesn't understand...]

Are you talking about a torture device?

[motorbikes]

Fuck no, I'm talking about the thing you use to get the skin off! It's shaped all circular, y'know what I mean?

[mititei]

You're quite terrible at describing things! But I think I know what you're talking about.

[He'll gesture at Mondo to follow him into the kitchen, rummaging through the nearby drawer before pulling out this.]

Do you mean this?

[motorbikes]

Yeah, yeah, one of those things. That one's got a pretty sissy holder, though.

[mititei]

But it's cute! And deceptively sadistic.

[motorbikes]

...You think it's sadistic? [ he pronounces the word like he's never said anything like it. he probably hasn't. ] Nah, it's just stupid.

[mititei]

Of course! It's like you're peeling away skin of something with its own kind.

Anyway, stupid or not, this is the only peeler I have. Unless you'd rather use an actual knife.

[motorbikes]

...Shit, don't say it like that, that's freaky as hell.

Guess I'll have to use it though, huh. [ so yeah, he takes the peeler ]

[mititei]

But doesn't it make it more interesting?

[Satisfied that he's at least managed to convince Mondo to take it, he'll gesture over to the potatoes sitting in the nearby sink.] I'll need about 10 of those in the next 5 minutes. That's not too hard, yes?

[motorbikes]

Shit, you serious?! I've never even done this before, how am I supposed to pull that off?

[mititei]

You're more inclined to learn when you've got some kind of limit threatening you!

But here, shall I show you one so you at least know how to do it?

[motorbikes]

N-Nah, no way, I ain't that stupid!

[ thus he picks up the peeler and one of the potatoes and...well, he prods it for a second, he's kind of clouded by nervousness for a second. but he gets it after a try ] See, what'd I tell you?!

[mititei]

[How stubborn! Romania would've called it cute if there wasn't a risk of getting Mondo angry, so instead he watches the latter fumble with the potato before pulling off a passable attempt.]

Excellent! Now finish those up quickly or we won't have any food at all for dinner.

[motorbikes]

Yeah, yeah, whatever.

[ but he's actually TOTALLY IMPASSIONED about this now, don't you worry! there he goes, peeling away ]

[mititei]

[Clearly pleased by this new development, Romania busies himself with other tasks, setting up the cutting board so that he can prepare to cook their next meal.

Though he's partway into slicing up some onions when he glances back over to where Mondo's standing.]

So no one has taught you how to cook?

[motorbikes]

What? 'Course not, we didn't have- [ he pauses for a second, setting down a peeled potato ] - the time for that shit.

[mititei]

What a weird excuse. [Of course, this wouldn't do at all.]

Now you must come over here with a few of those potatoes. [Already he's gesturing over to the spot beside him.] I'll teach you something right now.