Darkside (BkDK)

~~** Where's Glados? **~~

"Bakubro! Thanks for helping me out. So manly!" An oversized shark-like grin greeted the blonde as he made his way to the dorm common area. Both had changed from their school uniform to meet up as planned for a quick shopping trip despite a lingering tiredness from the school day.

"Yeah yeah Shitty Hair. Whatever. Let's just get this crap over with so I can get back and eat." Shark Boy attempted to throw his arm over his companion's shoulder as usual. And, as always, Katsuki pushed the redhead away. The contradictory youth made his way to the main doors of Heights Alliance without slowing down as his companion jogged to catch up.

"We could always get a bite while we're out, man. There's this great place a few blocks east that has the best ramen! Found it last time I was in town with my sis. It's near the shop that sells her favorite accessories." Putting his arms behind his head as he spoke, Kirashima took no note of the silence that met his ramblings. He knew his squad leader was too manly for small talk, but after a few moments the perky teen received an answer.

"Nah. I'm not eating that crap. I can make something better myself." Hands shoved deep in his pockets, future Pro Hero Dynamight walked on. He didn't bother to check if his company for the evening kept pace with his somewhat hurried strides, he didn't need to. The spiky haired youth was perfectly confident that his louder counterpart would keep pace.

Few of Katsuki's classmates, aside from his freckled partner and his red haired best friend, noticed over the course of the last year that he rarely tagged along on off campus outings. In reality, the loud and somewhat boorish boy was something of an introvert so tasks like shopping were amongst his least favorite. While he was arguably one of the more fashionable of UA's Star Class, Bakugo acquired most of his wardrobe online or through his family. The Old Hag was always happy to buy him something if he asked. She never gave up hope that it might be a sign of her volatile son trying to fit in with his peers. Like he could give two shits what anyone thought of his clothes. Tch.

"If we find something for Sis quick we might have time to do something else while we're out. Maybe we could catch a movie or hit karaoke! What do you think man?" The genuine excitement in the self-assured Red Riot's voice was palpable, but ignored.

"The fuck would we do that shit for? We're meeting our internship coordinators tomorrow and we'll be at our agencies all day getting the rundown of what we're gonna to be expected to do over the next three months till second year starts. You wanna be tired for that, Hair for Brains? We should get back and make sure we sleep. Dumbass. Hurry up, let's get this over with."

Flushing in slight embarrassment, Ejio patted his friend's muscular back without breaking stride down the path. "You're right man. That's my Boom Boom Boi, always so responsible when it comes to school and Hero training!"

"The fuck you mean I'm YOURS, Shitty Hair?" Even without looking, Kirashima could FEEL the stare burning a whole in the side of his face. Maybe Todoroki wasn't the only one that could create fire after all?

"OURS, I meant OURS! You know, like the whole class! You are 1A's Boom Boom!" Waving his hands in both surrender and defense the redhead breathed a slight sigh of relief. The sight of his friend no longer smoking palms returning to his pockets was reassuring for his continued survival.

~~**~~ during the walk back ~~**~~

**^^💣 🤓 Wonder Duo 🤓 💣 ^^**

Lord Explosion Murder💣: did the extras eat all the eggs?

Nerd 🤓: let me go check

Nerd 🤓: ...