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Audio: Someone's Home!.. and pissed

Whoever keeps kidnapping us and stuffing us in a shimatta suitcase needs to go to Hell! Kuso!

[A very angry huff is heard, followed by a much softer 'ow'. Someone wasn't watching where he was going as he stumbled around getting his bearings in the baggage car.]

If you've done anything to my friends while I was gone you're going to regret it! Shimatta!

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[He nodded at the choice and was about to turn to the cupboard to get whatever fruit flavor they had, but that little pout stopped him dead in his tracks. His heart dropped to his feet.]

O- oh.. okay. I didn't.. uh.. I didn't know. Sorry.

[He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.]

I really didn't mean anything by it.

[ It's a good thing Madoka has zero backbone in most situations, since it means the moment he starts looking so sheepish, the pout is dropped immediately. ]

N-- No, no, um..!

[ I present to you: two flustered idiots. Over absolutely nothing. ]

I didn't mean it that way either..! I just.. really like them.. and thought it'd be nice to have one together.. [ If her voice grows anymore meek, it'll be too soft to be audible to human ears. ]

[That's a highly accurate description of this situation, because of course her looking like that makes him feel even more guilty for upsetting her or whatever he just did.]

No, don't worry about it. It's fine. You're um.. it's cute. The tea not um.. I'd love to have a tea party with you!

[Just stop looking at him like that! He'll say he loves whatever you want, he swears!

Not knowing what else to do, he opens the cupboard and sees blueberry and grabs it.]

I- is this okay?

[ Madoka truly is too powerful.. and she's not even aware of it. All she's doing over here is hoping that she didn't upset him! But he's still saying he'd love to do that with her, so it should be alright..?

She still looks a little flustered, but nods at his question. ]

Y.. Yes. That's great, thank you.

[ Madoka sucks in a breath, giving him a small (although maybe still a tad nervous) smile. ]

I-I'll cut the cake!

[He gives her a smile (also nervous) when she says the flavor is acceptable.]

Thank you.

[Why was he thanking her like she just did him a huge favor? They were trying to have a tea party (seriously wth Hattori, you're 17 and having a tea party) so someone had to cut the cake. That had sounded more like she'd cured cancer.

...

If he had strawberry tea, he could've joked she was like Strawberry Shortcake.]

Do you know who Strawberry Shortcake is?

[Hattori, why? He didn't even have a good segue from this question to the dumb thing that popped in his head!]

Is uh.. strawberry tea a thing?

Hm?

[ At least focusing on trying to find a knife to cut the cake with has distracted Madoka enough from feeling flustered for now.. But it also means that her brain needs a moment to catch back up with Hattori when he suddenly asks her that.

She's at least polite enough to look over at him while she thinks. ]

Strawberry shortcake? .. That's a kind of cake, right?

[ Maybe a little too one-minded when it comes to sugar there, Madoka.. ]

Strawberry tea definitely exists though! [ She tilts her head sideways a bit, wondering why he could be asking that.. (Yes, the fact he made an awkward segue went just about five miles over her head. Count yourself lucky, Hattori..) ] Oh, do you maybe like strawberries? If we don't have the flavor here, I could try to make some strawberry tea for you myself.

[ Let her help you!!! ]

Oh.. uh, yeah.

[Let's just go with that. That sounds good. Comparing Madoka to Strawberry Shortcake suddenly seems like a really stupid idea anyway. After all, she might ask him to explain it!

However, then she's offering to make him some and he gets flustered again.]

What? No! No, that's.. thank you, Madoka. That's really nice of you. I was just wondering if there was. I like blueberries. Promise!

[Did that really warrant a 'promise' there? Nope.]

How would you make it if we don't have the strawberry tea?

Ah, well.. Usually you make tea by infusing water with the tea leaves, right? So you should be able to do the same thing if you have strawberries.. [ Suddenly she seems to realise something that makes her think for a moment. ] .. ah, but I don't know if we have those either, actually..

[ So it's probably for the best that the idea was only hypothetical. She'd feel so bad if he liked the idea and she wouldn't have been able to make it for him! Madoka blushes a bit at the very idea of it.

She shakes her head, quickly trying to snap herself out of it before they're forever trapped in this cycle of being flustered. ]

E.. Either way..! Look, I cut off a piece of the cake for you. I bet it's delicious.

[Aww, he saw the way her expression changed as she realized the strawberry tea wouldn't be possible. He looked around for something to distract her with but she snapped out of it and was offering him cake instead.]

Thanks! The tea should be ready in a couple minutes. Who do you think keeps making all these sweets? I swear I've put on five pounds since I got here.

[Says the skinny idiot.]

Really?!

[ Madoka's eyes immediately grow wide. She looks at him, wondering how he could possibly have put on weight when he looks like that. (Granted, it'd probably help if Madoka understood the concept of a hyperbole, huh..) ]

It doesn't look like it at all..! [ It's at that moment that she does seem to realise she's maybe staring a little bit too much, so she quickly turns her gaze back to the cake before speaking up again after another moment. ] I actually kind of thought you looked like an athlete..

Well, no.. not.. um..

[Why was this so awkward? He was just talking to a cute gi- wait, did he really think that? Yikes. Maybe tea was a bad idea.

Then his brain just short circuits when she says he looked athletic (which clearly meant attractive, right??).

He should probably say something instead of just stand here slack jaw staring at her.]

Uh, thank you. That's very kind of you to say.

[Thank god the kettle started to whistle giving him something to do. Pouring the hot water into the teapot, he dropped the teabags in.]

Do you want me to microwave the cake to heat it up?

[ Don't look at Madoka here, she is completely oblivious as to the impact of what she just said. She thought she was just saying something that was obviously true! But if he said it was kind of her, then he must see it as a compliment, right?

Well, as long as he's happy with it, she is too. Madoka manages to get over her own awkwardness enough at that thought to smile a little as she brings the pieces of cake over to him. ]

Yes, please. Here you go!

[She was right! He certainly saw it as a compliment. How couldn't he when she was smiling like that?

He warms up both pieces of cake and gets forks for them. Setting out tea cups, saucers and all, he added a spoonful of sugar to his. Taking a bite, he hummed with approval.]

It looks kind of plain, but it has a really nice flavor. How's your tea?

It's good!

[ She seems to be enjoying it, anyway. Although the presence of a cake sure helps with that.. But Madoka means it.

After eating another bite of cake and swallowing it, she looks like she's thinking for a moment, and then speaks up again. ]

.. thank you for doing this with me. It's fun. [ Sure, some people might find something like this a little too simple to call it "fun".. but Madoka is easily pleased. ] Maybe.. if you don't mind, we could do it again sometime..? Even if there wouldn't be cake, I still like your tea.

Well, and your company, of course..!

[He bowed his head with a modest smile.]

I'd like that. I'll see if I can't figure out how to get strawberry tea for you next time too.

[ That does make her smile happily! Like she really is looking forward to it. ]

Thank you. [ Madoka can't help but think it's really sweet of him to want to help her by doing that. ] Don't worry if you can't, though. Some things are just harder to get than usually since we're all stuck here..

I look forward to it.

[He gave her a polite bow of his head.]

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