[one-shot] 3rd Time's the Charm
Title: 3rd Time's the Charm - or: 3 Times Takizawa pranked the snowmen and 1 time they succeeded in returning the favour
Fandom: Snow Man
Pairings/Characters: Snow Man, Takizawa and cameos by some Juniors and Ebikisu people
Rating: PG
Warnings: CRACK
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Written for the Halloween Trick or Drabble Challenge over at je100. It kind of connects to the fics I've written for flailinginlove the previous two years XD Or at least, the other Snow Man Halloween Drabbles I wrote in the past...but you don't have to know them to understand this really.
When Snow Man don’t seem to be making any move to go trick or treating this year, Takizawa knew he had to take matters into his own hands if he wanted anything worthwhile to add to his Halloween Happenings collection. So he send them treats instead of letting them come to him for them. Of course, the treats had a trick involved.
Abe looked at the sweets which had been sent to their changing room. “Can we trust these?”
“Knowing they’re from Takizawa-kun, I’m not so sure,” Watanabe frowned. “Date, you checked for cameras around the room, right?”
“I did. Hikaru checked the high places, too and Sakuma even got a signal scrambler thing from somewhere in Akihabara,” Miyadate nodded. “We should be save. That is if Fukka locked the door? So nobody can suddenly come in.”
Fukazawa lifted up a chain with a padlock. “Want to be completely sure?”
“I think we’re okay,” Iwamoto nodded. “I still don’t trust these though.” He looked at the sweets. “It’s Halloween after all. And they’re from Takizawa-kun.”
The rest of his group nodded in agreement.
So the candy was left untouched when they headed towards rehearsal. Takizawa checked on the room and tsk-ed softly when he saw the bags, all neatly stacked in the corner of the dressing room table. This wasn’t working. Good thing he got a plan B.
Sakuma sipped on his water and made a face. “This tastes weird.”
“It does,” Abe frowned. “New brand?”
Fukazawa took a sip from his Jasmine tea. “...or maybe we put our bottles too close to the heater? They feel kind of lukewarm.”
“I think that’s why the others went to get new drinks from the vending machine,” Abe nodded.
“Oh shit, guys, did you drink from your bottles already?” Watanabe came running over to them carrying a few bottles. “We saw Takki sneaking around there earlier but didn’t manage to warn you yet. We figured just getting new bottles would be safer.”
“Ah...” Sakuma looked at his bottle. “It tasted weird but not in a bad way? Just...weird.”
Watanabe frowned, “Just weird? You’re okay otherwise?”
“At least right now?” Fukazawa nodded.
“Well, don’t drink any more of that then. Here, have new ones,” he handed his friends the other bottles. “Better be safe. You didn’t drink much, right?”
The anxiety around the group settled down as nothing seemed to happen for the rest of the day. Even the three who had drunk from their potentially spiked drinks seemed okay. Maybe they hadn’t taken in enough of whatever it had been that had been mixed into their drinks.
Maybe.
Iwamoto walked into the changing room the next day to find Sakuma and Fukazawa already there. Sakuma was wearing glasses and was reading something, while Fukazawa had his phone out and was looking at something or other.
“What’cha guys up to?” Iwamoto asked and put this things down.
Fukazawa looked up at the other, “I’m checking on our group’s performance so far. Looking at our group work and individual projects that have come up. I’ve also checked the numbers for the Bakaleya Movie. We seem to be doing quite well. I think we’re on a good path when it comes to our group. You in particular seem to be doing well. We’ll all continue working as a group and as individuals. I’ve put a lot of thought into it. As the oldest one in the group, I have to take a certain responsibility for you after all. If you have any problems, please come to me.”
Blinking, Iwamoto looked at the other, “Wow, Fukka, you sound so serious and grown up today.” He smiled, “We told you it’s okay if you just...stayed the way you are?”
“But this is me,” Fukazawa blinked at Iwamoto. “This is me.” He looked serious.
“Okay...?” Iwamoto started to feel a little suspicious. “Sakuma, what are you reading? The latest manga? Can you recommend it?”
Sakuma looked at Iwamoto as if the other had suddenly grown a second head. “Manga? I have more interesting things to read,” he lifted up his book, revealing a university textbook. “I have to keep ahead of schedule if I want to do well with our group and be decent at university. It’s fun, too! And when I need a break, I’m reading the original English copy of some Shakespeare plays. Reading them in the original is something else!”
Now Iwamoto was sure something was wrong. He pulled out his phone to call Miyadate (and Watanabe because those two were probably together).
“What’s up, Hikaru? We’ll be there in a few minutes. We’re not late yet, are we?” Miyadate asked without a greeting.
“No, you’re not late. But you guys should get here quickly anyway. Something is wrong with Fukka, Sakuma and possible Abe as well,” Iwamoto told the other.
He ended the call when some crashing and stumbling could be heard from the corridor.
Poking his head out, Iwamoto saw Juri and Jesse trying to hide behind a curtain. “What’s wrong you guys?” he raised an eyebrow.
Jesse looked at him and burst out, “He’s fucking scary!” in English.
“Is this supposed to be a prank? If it is, it’s really well done, holy crap,” Juri hid behind Jesse.
“Who...?”
“Abe-kun!”
Footsteps could be heard coming down the corridor and Abe turned the corner. Iwamoto had to blink and then he had to look again. Was that really Abe?
The other felt different. Somehow dangerous and slightly, well, off. Abe was wearing damaged jeans and his overall style of dressing was sloppy. His hair was wild and the sneer on his face promised nothing good. It looked rather dangerous.
“Hey Abe. How was uni?” Iwamoto asked.
Abe snorted, “Uni? Who the hell would go to that place? Studying is for pussies.” He threw his bag down next to Sakuma, making the other jump a little. “Didn’t I just see Juri and Jesse coming down this way? Those two punks tried to pull a prank on me. I was going to teach them that I’m not somebody to be messed with like that.” He cracked his knuckles.
Iwamoto prayed that the rest of his group would arrive soon. He needed help.
Watanabe, Miyadate and Iwamoto sat together later on. “I did some research,” Watanabe said. “And I think I know what’s wrong with them. Takki got Kisumai, too. And possibly ABC-Z as well.” He made a dramatic pause. “Personality Switch Candy. Or well, apparently there was some gender switching one, too because that’s what seemed to have gotten into Kisumai and parts of ABC-Z (I hear Hasshi turned into a cute and tiny girl).”
“That would explain things. So how do we get them to turn back to normal?” Iwamoto asked.
“I don’t know. Wait until it’s over?” Watanabe shrugged.
Miyadate looked around, “I fear Abe will get himself kicked out of the agency by then.”
“Speaking of Abe, we could really use that intellect of his right now,” Watanabe bit his lip.
Somebody popped up next to Iwamoto. “You know, if you think about it logically, wouldn’t a personality reversal be reversed if you ate the original reversal candy again? You know according to the theory of neutralization...” Sakuma stopped talking when he found the other three staring at him incredulously. “Sorry, I just happened to hear what you guys were saying.”
“Holy shit, it’s so weird,” Watanabe hugged his friend. “Give me back the old Sakuma. I won’t complain about your anime rants anymore either. Just be normal again!”
Iwamoto blinked, “But you know, what he said makes sense.”
“What DID he say?” Miyadate looked a little puzzled.
Sakuma sighed, “Okay, to put it into simple words, if Fukka, Abe and I eat that candy again that caused us to become like we are now, the effect should be reversed.”
“Oh! Because it reversed your original personalities so no if it reverses the new ones it should end up restoring the original ones, right?”
“Exactly,” Sakuma nodded.
Miyadate blinked, “That’s brilliant.”
Iwamoto snickered a bit and petted Sakuma on the back, “Cherish this moment. I don’t think it’ll happen again once you turn back into your normal self.”
“You’re so considerate, Hikaru,” Sakuma chuckled as well and then looked up at the other. “Now tell me, since we’re already on the subject, is intelligence really more sexy?”
“I don’t care about how stupid or smart you are as long as you’re you,” Iwamoto answered truthfully. “So even if you get stuck like this, which is the worst case scenario, I’ll still like you.”
“You really have a way with words. It’s rather astonishing and also admirable,” Sakuma smiled. “Thank you.”
“You two, stop flirting! We need to find some of that candy,” Watanabe chided.
They managed to dig up some of the sweets that Takizawa had sent them. Trying to get Abe to eat one of them had been somewhat of a challenge but in the end they managed to get all three to eat at least a piece of candy.
The results of their experiment varied a little bit.
While Abe seemed to have turned back to normal, Fukazawa still seemed to have his switched personality and Sakuma...changed altogether.
“Hikaru, your expression is turning a tiny bit creepy,” Miyadate elbowed the other. When he didn’t get a reaction, he turned back to Watanabe. “I think his brain couldn’t handle the fact that Sakuma could indeed turn any more petite than he already was...”
Sakuma looked into a mirror, “I feel like I’m Ranma from Ranma ½...”
“You make a cute girl,” Abe offered with an awkward smile. He didn’t know what else to say in this situation. “Can somebody please tell me what’s going on? Why do I look like we’re about to film the next Bakaleya movie?”
Watanabe frowned, “I feel like today is going to be a long day.”
“I might have lost the whole intellectual side of me again,” Sakuma piped up, “But I guess the bags of candy Takizawa-kun gave us are mixed ones. So it’s like Russian Roulette.”
Iwamoto looked at Sakuma, “Before you eat another candy and turn back...will you wear a skirt for me?”
“...are we discovering some kind of kink here, Gan-chan?”
Before any of them could do anything else, there was a soft knock on their door. As the one standing closest to it, Fukazawa opened it to reveal a very petite girl - she was probably smaller than Sakuma right now even. She smiled at them.
“Hi everyone! I hope I’m not interrupting anything?” she tilted her head cutely.
Six pairs of eyes looked at her for a few moments. The process of recognition was taking a while. Watanabe stumbled back, “Holy crap, I just heard about it but to actually see it...!”
“Hasshi?”
Kawai suddenly appeared in the door next to the girl, “Isn’t she just adorable? I still can’t get over it.”
Fukazawa frowned, “Kawai-kun, as an older and more responsible member of your group this situation should be worrying you rather than amuse you.”
The older male blinked at Fukazawa for a moment, “What on earth happened to you?” Then he took in the appearances of some of the other snowmen. “Ah, that’s actually why we came over. We ran out of candy and were wondering if you had any more? Since well, Fukka is kind of right. We can’t just let Hasshi stay like this.”
“If you’re looking for the gender switch ones, they might be in our changing room,” a female voice spoke up and all heads turned to the side where the female version of Kitayama Hiromitsu had appeared. “My group’s been collectively hit by it.”
Kawai looked at Kitayama’s bosom, “Wow, Micchan, those are-”
“Too hot for you to handle, Kawai. Back off,” Kitayama glared at the other. “Go handle Fujigaya’s or something. If you can find them that is.” Her grin turned snarky.
While that conversation continued down a not so innocent path, Sakuma asked Hashimoto, “What happened to all the candy you guys got?”
Hashimoto shrugged, “I went through a couple and then I turned into what I am right now and then Tottsu tossed the rest of the candy down the toilet before anyone else could get their hands on them...that was before it occurred to us that we might be able to reverse the effects by eating the correct candy again.”
Iwamoto grabbed Hashimoto and Sakuma, “Let’s go to Kisumai’s changing room then. The rest of you, try to sort out Fukka somehow?”
By some sort of miracle, everyone managed to turn back to normal before the rehearsal got well under way - all the tiny juniors didn’t seem to have been involved. During a break, the snowmen stuck their heads together.
“You know, we should do something about this,” Iwamoto huffed. “It’s the third year already.”
“Any ideas?” Watanabe looked at the rest of the group.
Sakuma raised his hand, “I have one.” He shared his idea with the others very quietly.
Once everyone had heard it, Abe looked at Watanabe. “Are we sure Sakuma didn’t eat the wrong candy again by some chance?”
“I’ve been wondering about that, too,” Watanabe admitted.
“Hey!” Sakuma complained.
“It’s a good idea. This might just work,” Miyadate hummed. “Let’s just try. Trying won’t hurt.”
Fukazawa added a cautious, “Hopefully.”
Takizawa walked back to the changing room he shared with Tsubasa. He didn’t bother looking over to his partner when he entered the room again and walked over to his make-up table.
A bowl of sweets seemed to have been prepared by the staff and he reached over to grab one. He was chewing on it when he heard footsteps coming closer.
Looking up, his eyes widened.
“Tsu...basa?”
His partner was there alright. Clad in a black mini-skirt and shirt that didn’t leave much to the imagination.
“Hide-kun, do you have an explanation for this?” Tsubasa asked, her voice sweet but dangerous. Then her expression changed. “Oh...”
“Oh?” Takizawa stopped. Turning around again to face the mirror Takizawa yelped.
Tsubasa looked at the longhaired, blond woman sitting in front of her. “Should the more appropriate thing to say here be ‘serves you right’?”
Takizawa looked at the other, “These sweets, where’d they come from?”
“They were here when I came into the room,” Tsubasa recalled. “I thought the staff had put them here. There was just a card saying ‘Happy Halloween’...I figured the staff had gotten it ready in case some of the little kids came over for some.”
Takizawa went over to look at the card. It did indeed read “Happy Halloween” but something tiny and almost unnoticeable next to the text caught her eye.
A snowman.
Fandom: Snow Man
Pairings/Characters: Snow Man, Takizawa and cameos by some Juniors and Ebikisu people
Rating: PG
Warnings: CRACK
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Written for the Halloween Trick or Drabble Challenge over at je100. It kind of connects to the fics I've written for flailinginlove the previous two years XD Or at least, the other Snow Man Halloween Drabbles I wrote in the past...but you don't have to know them to understand this really.
When Snow Man don’t seem to be making any move to go trick or treating this year, Takizawa knew he had to take matters into his own hands if he wanted anything worthwhile to add to his Halloween Happenings collection. So he send them treats instead of letting them come to him for them. Of course, the treats had a trick involved.
Abe looked at the sweets which had been sent to their changing room. “Can we trust these?”
“Knowing they’re from Takizawa-kun, I’m not so sure,” Watanabe frowned. “Date, you checked for cameras around the room, right?”
“I did. Hikaru checked the high places, too and Sakuma even got a signal scrambler thing from somewhere in Akihabara,” Miyadate nodded. “We should be save. That is if Fukka locked the door? So nobody can suddenly come in.”
Fukazawa lifted up a chain with a padlock. “Want to be completely sure?”
“I think we’re okay,” Iwamoto nodded. “I still don’t trust these though.” He looked at the sweets. “It’s Halloween after all. And they’re from Takizawa-kun.”
The rest of his group nodded in agreement.
So the candy was left untouched when they headed towards rehearsal. Takizawa checked on the room and tsk-ed softly when he saw the bags, all neatly stacked in the corner of the dressing room table. This wasn’t working. Good thing he got a plan B.
Sakuma sipped on his water and made a face. “This tastes weird.”
“It does,” Abe frowned. “New brand?”
Fukazawa took a sip from his Jasmine tea. “...or maybe we put our bottles too close to the heater? They feel kind of lukewarm.”
“I think that’s why the others went to get new drinks from the vending machine,” Abe nodded.
“Oh shit, guys, did you drink from your bottles already?” Watanabe came running over to them carrying a few bottles. “We saw Takki sneaking around there earlier but didn’t manage to warn you yet. We figured just getting new bottles would be safer.”
“Ah...” Sakuma looked at his bottle. “It tasted weird but not in a bad way? Just...weird.”
Watanabe frowned, “Just weird? You’re okay otherwise?”
“At least right now?” Fukazawa nodded.
“Well, don’t drink any more of that then. Here, have new ones,” he handed his friends the other bottles. “Better be safe. You didn’t drink much, right?”
The anxiety around the group settled down as nothing seemed to happen for the rest of the day. Even the three who had drunk from their potentially spiked drinks seemed okay. Maybe they hadn’t taken in enough of whatever it had been that had been mixed into their drinks.
Maybe.
Iwamoto walked into the changing room the next day to find Sakuma and Fukazawa already there. Sakuma was wearing glasses and was reading something, while Fukazawa had his phone out and was looking at something or other.
“What’cha guys up to?” Iwamoto asked and put this things down.
Fukazawa looked up at the other, “I’m checking on our group’s performance so far. Looking at our group work and individual projects that have come up. I’ve also checked the numbers for the Bakaleya Movie. We seem to be doing quite well. I think we’re on a good path when it comes to our group. You in particular seem to be doing well. We’ll all continue working as a group and as individuals. I’ve put a lot of thought into it. As the oldest one in the group, I have to take a certain responsibility for you after all. If you have any problems, please come to me.”
Blinking, Iwamoto looked at the other, “Wow, Fukka, you sound so serious and grown up today.” He smiled, “We told you it’s okay if you just...stayed the way you are?”
“But this is me,” Fukazawa blinked at Iwamoto. “This is me.” He looked serious.
“Okay...?” Iwamoto started to feel a little suspicious. “Sakuma, what are you reading? The latest manga? Can you recommend it?”
Sakuma looked at Iwamoto as if the other had suddenly grown a second head. “Manga? I have more interesting things to read,” he lifted up his book, revealing a university textbook. “I have to keep ahead of schedule if I want to do well with our group and be decent at university. It’s fun, too! And when I need a break, I’m reading the original English copy of some Shakespeare plays. Reading them in the original is something else!”
Now Iwamoto was sure something was wrong. He pulled out his phone to call Miyadate (and Watanabe because those two were probably together).
“What’s up, Hikaru? We’ll be there in a few minutes. We’re not late yet, are we?” Miyadate asked without a greeting.
“No, you’re not late. But you guys should get here quickly anyway. Something is wrong with Fukka, Sakuma and possible Abe as well,” Iwamoto told the other.
He ended the call when some crashing and stumbling could be heard from the corridor.
Poking his head out, Iwamoto saw Juri and Jesse trying to hide behind a curtain. “What’s wrong you guys?” he raised an eyebrow.
Jesse looked at him and burst out, “He’s fucking scary!” in English.
“Is this supposed to be a prank? If it is, it’s really well done, holy crap,” Juri hid behind Jesse.
“Who...?”
“Abe-kun!”
Footsteps could be heard coming down the corridor and Abe turned the corner. Iwamoto had to blink and then he had to look again. Was that really Abe?
The other felt different. Somehow dangerous and slightly, well, off. Abe was wearing damaged jeans and his overall style of dressing was sloppy. His hair was wild and the sneer on his face promised nothing good. It looked rather dangerous.
“Hey Abe. How was uni?” Iwamoto asked.
Abe snorted, “Uni? Who the hell would go to that place? Studying is for pussies.” He threw his bag down next to Sakuma, making the other jump a little. “Didn’t I just see Juri and Jesse coming down this way? Those two punks tried to pull a prank on me. I was going to teach them that I’m not somebody to be messed with like that.” He cracked his knuckles.
Iwamoto prayed that the rest of his group would arrive soon. He needed help.
Watanabe, Miyadate and Iwamoto sat together later on. “I did some research,” Watanabe said. “And I think I know what’s wrong with them. Takki got Kisumai, too. And possibly ABC-Z as well.” He made a dramatic pause. “Personality Switch Candy. Or well, apparently there was some gender switching one, too because that’s what seemed to have gotten into Kisumai and parts of ABC-Z (I hear Hasshi turned into a cute and tiny girl).”
“That would explain things. So how do we get them to turn back to normal?” Iwamoto asked.
“I don’t know. Wait until it’s over?” Watanabe shrugged.
Miyadate looked around, “I fear Abe will get himself kicked out of the agency by then.”
“Speaking of Abe, we could really use that intellect of his right now,” Watanabe bit his lip.
Somebody popped up next to Iwamoto. “You know, if you think about it logically, wouldn’t a personality reversal be reversed if you ate the original reversal candy again? You know according to the theory of neutralization...” Sakuma stopped talking when he found the other three staring at him incredulously. “Sorry, I just happened to hear what you guys were saying.”
“Holy shit, it’s so weird,” Watanabe hugged his friend. “Give me back the old Sakuma. I won’t complain about your anime rants anymore either. Just be normal again!”
Iwamoto blinked, “But you know, what he said makes sense.”
“What DID he say?” Miyadate looked a little puzzled.
Sakuma sighed, “Okay, to put it into simple words, if Fukka, Abe and I eat that candy again that caused us to become like we are now, the effect should be reversed.”
“Oh! Because it reversed your original personalities so no if it reverses the new ones it should end up restoring the original ones, right?”
“Exactly,” Sakuma nodded.
Miyadate blinked, “That’s brilliant.”
Iwamoto snickered a bit and petted Sakuma on the back, “Cherish this moment. I don’t think it’ll happen again once you turn back into your normal self.”
“You’re so considerate, Hikaru,” Sakuma chuckled as well and then looked up at the other. “Now tell me, since we’re already on the subject, is intelligence really more sexy?”
“I don’t care about how stupid or smart you are as long as you’re you,” Iwamoto answered truthfully. “So even if you get stuck like this, which is the worst case scenario, I’ll still like you.”
“You really have a way with words. It’s rather astonishing and also admirable,” Sakuma smiled. “Thank you.”
“You two, stop flirting! We need to find some of that candy,” Watanabe chided.
They managed to dig up some of the sweets that Takizawa had sent them. Trying to get Abe to eat one of them had been somewhat of a challenge but in the end they managed to get all three to eat at least a piece of candy.
The results of their experiment varied a little bit.
While Abe seemed to have turned back to normal, Fukazawa still seemed to have his switched personality and Sakuma...changed altogether.
“Hikaru, your expression is turning a tiny bit creepy,” Miyadate elbowed the other. When he didn’t get a reaction, he turned back to Watanabe. “I think his brain couldn’t handle the fact that Sakuma could indeed turn any more petite than he already was...”
Sakuma looked into a mirror, “I feel like I’m Ranma from Ranma ½...”
“You make a cute girl,” Abe offered with an awkward smile. He didn’t know what else to say in this situation. “Can somebody please tell me what’s going on? Why do I look like we’re about to film the next Bakaleya movie?”
Watanabe frowned, “I feel like today is going to be a long day.”
“I might have lost the whole intellectual side of me again,” Sakuma piped up, “But I guess the bags of candy Takizawa-kun gave us are mixed ones. So it’s like Russian Roulette.”
Iwamoto looked at Sakuma, “Before you eat another candy and turn back...will you wear a skirt for me?”
“...are we discovering some kind of kink here, Gan-chan?”
Before any of them could do anything else, there was a soft knock on their door. As the one standing closest to it, Fukazawa opened it to reveal a very petite girl - she was probably smaller than Sakuma right now even. She smiled at them.
“Hi everyone! I hope I’m not interrupting anything?” she tilted her head cutely.
Six pairs of eyes looked at her for a few moments. The process of recognition was taking a while. Watanabe stumbled back, “Holy crap, I just heard about it but to actually see it...!”
“Hasshi?”
Kawai suddenly appeared in the door next to the girl, “Isn’t she just adorable? I still can’t get over it.”
Fukazawa frowned, “Kawai-kun, as an older and more responsible member of your group this situation should be worrying you rather than amuse you.”
The older male blinked at Fukazawa for a moment, “What on earth happened to you?” Then he took in the appearances of some of the other snowmen. “Ah, that’s actually why we came over. We ran out of candy and were wondering if you had any more? Since well, Fukka is kind of right. We can’t just let Hasshi stay like this.”
“If you’re looking for the gender switch ones, they might be in our changing room,” a female voice spoke up and all heads turned to the side where the female version of Kitayama Hiromitsu had appeared. “My group’s been collectively hit by it.”
Kawai looked at Kitayama’s bosom, “Wow, Micchan, those are-”
“Too hot for you to handle, Kawai. Back off,” Kitayama glared at the other. “Go handle Fujigaya’s or something. If you can find them that is.” Her grin turned snarky.
While that conversation continued down a not so innocent path, Sakuma asked Hashimoto, “What happened to all the candy you guys got?”
Hashimoto shrugged, “I went through a couple and then I turned into what I am right now and then Tottsu tossed the rest of the candy down the toilet before anyone else could get their hands on them...that was before it occurred to us that we might be able to reverse the effects by eating the correct candy again.”
Iwamoto grabbed Hashimoto and Sakuma, “Let’s go to Kisumai’s changing room then. The rest of you, try to sort out Fukka somehow?”
By some sort of miracle, everyone managed to turn back to normal before the rehearsal got well under way - all the tiny juniors didn’t seem to have been involved. During a break, the snowmen stuck their heads together.
“You know, we should do something about this,” Iwamoto huffed. “It’s the third year already.”
“Any ideas?” Watanabe looked at the rest of the group.
Sakuma raised his hand, “I have one.” He shared his idea with the others very quietly.
Once everyone had heard it, Abe looked at Watanabe. “Are we sure Sakuma didn’t eat the wrong candy again by some chance?”
“I’ve been wondering about that, too,” Watanabe admitted.
“Hey!” Sakuma complained.
“It’s a good idea. This might just work,” Miyadate hummed. “Let’s just try. Trying won’t hurt.”
Fukazawa added a cautious, “Hopefully.”
Takizawa walked back to the changing room he shared with Tsubasa. He didn’t bother looking over to his partner when he entered the room again and walked over to his make-up table.
A bowl of sweets seemed to have been prepared by the staff and he reached over to grab one. He was chewing on it when he heard footsteps coming closer.
Looking up, his eyes widened.
“Tsu...basa?”
His partner was there alright. Clad in a black mini-skirt and shirt that didn’t leave much to the imagination.
“Hide-kun, do you have an explanation for this?” Tsubasa asked, her voice sweet but dangerous. Then her expression changed. “Oh...”
“Oh?” Takizawa stopped. Turning around again to face the mirror Takizawa yelped.
Tsubasa looked at the longhaired, blond woman sitting in front of her. “Should the more appropriate thing to say here be ‘serves you right’?”
Takizawa looked at the other, “These sweets, where’d they come from?”
“They were here when I came into the room,” Tsubasa recalled. “I thought the staff had put them here. There was just a card saying ‘Happy Halloween’...I figured the staff had gotten it ready in case some of the little kids came over for some.”
Takizawa went over to look at the card. It did indeed read “Happy Halloween” but something tiny and almost unnoticeable next to the text caught her eye.
A snowman.