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- off day today~
- tomorrow, if i remember correctly, is the day i officially become a regular employee! *o*
- random fic, because koneho likes cookies.
"Tacchon!" Yasu whines exasperatedly, "Stop eating the batter! At this rate, we'll have none left for the cookies we were planning to send Kon-chan!"
Yoko snickers (but pops in a couple of chocolate chips into his mouth when Yasu wasn't looking) while Ohkura smiles unabashedly, going back to mixing the batter instead of eating it.
Ryo is sitting on the part of the kitchen counter that hasn't been exploded on by the impromptu flour/egg/sugar fight they had hours before, looking disgruntled. "Do all of us even have to be here? Seven persons are more than enough to make a batch of cookies."
"We're here to learn!" Maru declares happily, bounding over to them, flour on his nose. "Because not all of us know how to bake cookies, especially you, Ryo!"
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"My arms are getting tired," Ohkura says sadly, pouting down at the batter. "Yasu, can't we use an electric mixer? That's what they invented it for, you know?"
"No!" Yasu says stubbornly, hurrying over to the oven and checking to see if it was heated already. "We have to do everything from our own hands! And sweat!"
"I'm not sure that thing will taste good with sweat," Hina mutters under his breath to Yoko.
"And ~LOVE~!" Yasu emphasizes, grabbing the bowl of batter from Ohkura and setting it down on the counter with a loud bang, eyes alight with passion. "Because we're doing this for a very special person!"
"That's right!" Subaru agrees, placing a hand on Yasu's shoulder, looking incredibly moved. "Kon-chan is our number one fan! She beats everyone else when it comes to weirdness, cuteness, and more importantly, her extreme and unfailing dedication to us! So this is the least we can do for her!"
They fall silent, the others actually looking quite ashamed now.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Maru yells out suddenly, making them all jump. "You guys-- you're RIGHT! Then, let's finish this so we could send these cookies to Kon-chan and she can enjoy them and feel that we love her as much as she loves us!"
"I don't love her," Ryo says, but is drowned out by everyone else's cheers.
"So what else do we need?" Yasu is saying, buoyed up by everyone's high spirits and sudden cooperation. "Oh, cinnamon, right?" His hand is already reaching for the small bottle of cinnamon nearby.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" they all scream. Yoko lunges and grabs Yasu's hand just in time.
"Yasu! How can you forget!" Yoko is scolding him. "Kon-chan's allergic to cinnamon!"
"Yeah! It's on page 54 of the manual she sent us months ago!" Hina adds, pointing to a thick book lying on the floor entitled Everything Kanjani8 Needs to Know About Kon And More ♥, that has been dripped on by eggs.
"I'm SORREEEEEEEE~" Yasu bursts out crying, hugging Ohkura and promptly soaking his apron with tears. "I-I-If I'd p-put it in there K-Kon-ch-chan wouldn't-t have been able to--to eat our c-c-cookies--"
"Can we just get this over with?" Ryo snarls over the ruckus.
--
A few days later, Kon receives a brightly, if not haphazardly, wrapped package that, upon opening, contained one cookie, and a note.
Dear Kon-chan, the note read, scribbled with seven different handwritings,
We hope you like this! Daisuki! ♥ -Subaru
These were originally three but Ohkura ate two :( -Yasu
They were burnt ones! We can't send her those! -Ohkura
Yasu nearly put cinnamon in! - Hina
But I stopped her! Yeah! v^__^v - Yoko
We made this with ~LOVE~ Kon-chan! - Maru
We are never making you cookies again. - Ryo ♥
- i don't even know okay.
- chocolate flakes from baguio!!1 mmmmmm.
- tomorrow, if i remember correctly, is the day i officially become a regular employee! *o*
- random fic, because koneho likes cookies.
"Tacchon!" Yasu whines exasperatedly, "Stop eating the batter! At this rate, we'll have none left for the cookies we were planning to send Kon-chan!"
Yoko snickers (but pops in a couple of chocolate chips into his mouth when Yasu wasn't looking) while Ohkura smiles unabashedly, going back to mixing the batter instead of eating it.
Ryo is sitting on the part of the kitchen counter that hasn't been exploded on by the impromptu flour/egg/sugar fight they had hours before, looking disgruntled. "Do all of us even have to be here? Seven persons are more than enough to make a batch of cookies."
"We're here to learn!" Maru declares happily, bounding over to them, flour on his nose. "Because not all of us know how to bake cookies, especially you, Ryo!"
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"My arms are getting tired," Ohkura says sadly, pouting down at the batter. "Yasu, can't we use an electric mixer? That's what they invented it for, you know?"
"No!" Yasu says stubbornly, hurrying over to the oven and checking to see if it was heated already. "We have to do everything from our own hands! And sweat!"
"I'm not sure that thing will taste good with sweat," Hina mutters under his breath to Yoko.
"And ~LOVE~!" Yasu emphasizes, grabbing the bowl of batter from Ohkura and setting it down on the counter with a loud bang, eyes alight with passion. "Because we're doing this for a very special person!"
"That's right!" Subaru agrees, placing a hand on Yasu's shoulder, looking incredibly moved. "Kon-chan is our number one fan! She beats everyone else when it comes to weirdness, cuteness, and more importantly, her extreme and unfailing dedication to us! So this is the least we can do for her!"
They fall silent, the others actually looking quite ashamed now.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Maru yells out suddenly, making them all jump. "You guys-- you're RIGHT! Then, let's finish this so we could send these cookies to Kon-chan and she can enjoy them and feel that we love her as much as she loves us!"
"I don't love her," Ryo says, but is drowned out by everyone else's cheers.
"So what else do we need?" Yasu is saying, buoyed up by everyone's high spirits and sudden cooperation. "Oh, cinnamon, right?" His hand is already reaching for the small bottle of cinnamon nearby.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" they all scream. Yoko lunges and grabs Yasu's hand just in time.
"Yasu! How can you forget!" Yoko is scolding him. "Kon-chan's allergic to cinnamon!"
"Yeah! It's on page 54 of the manual she sent us months ago!" Hina adds, pointing to a thick book lying on the floor entitled Everything Kanjani8 Needs to Know About Kon And More ♥, that has been dripped on by eggs.
"I'm SORREEEEEEEE~" Yasu bursts out crying, hugging Ohkura and promptly soaking his apron with tears. "I-I-If I'd p-put it in there K-Kon-ch-chan wouldn't-t have been able to--to eat our c-c-cookies--"
"Can we just get this over with?" Ryo snarls over the ruckus.
--
A few days later, Kon receives a brightly, if not haphazardly, wrapped package that, upon opening, contained one cookie, and a note.
Dear Kon-chan, the note read, scribbled with seven different handwritings,
We hope you like this! Daisuki! ♥ -Subaru
These were originally three but Ohkura ate two :( -Yasu
They were burnt ones! We can't send her those! -Ohkura
Yasu nearly put cinnamon in! - Hina
But I stopped her! Yeah! v^__^v - Yoko
We made this with ~LOVE~ Kon-chan! - Maru
We are never making you cookies again. - Ryo ♥
- i don't even know okay.
- chocolate flakes from baguio!!1 mmmmmm.