[Open] Frog on the ice, hopping in place

[burningblossoms]

WHO: Yukiko Amagi + You
WHERE: All Over
WHEN: November
WHAT: November Catch All
WARNINGS: N/A




I: Turkey Eggs

[Yukiko knew, rationally, that turkeys laid eggs but she'd never really thought much about them. Which is why it came as something of a surprise when she came across one sitting on the sidewalk. Picking it up, she frowned and turned it over in her hands. It slipped and fell, as it was surprisingly slippery, cracking open and revealing a rolled up pair of blue socks.]

Huh! Weird! I wonder if they're all like that...

[then turning to whoever she was walking with...and spotting another egg resting at the mouth of an alley.]

Hey, look, another. Want to check it out?


II: Casa De Waffle

[The sudden appearance of a new restaurant was one thing she was fairly used to, but the appearance of a breakfast place? That was something else entirely. Hopping out of her van, Yukiko stopped and stared at the place.]

Do they really think that a waffle restaurant is a good disguise? I almost liked the foreboding office better.


III: At Freshens

[Yukiko's a fairly frequent customer at the supermarket, naturally, and she's generally pretty good about checking her recipes and getting what she needs. However today something is off. She's standing in the middle of an aisle, staring at a display of cranberry sauce, and seems to be sweating bullets. Her hands are shaking on her cart, and it rattles a little in her white-knuckled grip.

Maybe...come say something?]


IV: Closed to Minako

[With schoolwork settled, and things at home more or less in order, it was time for their day out. Hopping in the Mystery Wagon and rolling over to Minako's apartment, she heads up and gives a quick rap on the door. And then waits, of course. She's not a barbarian!]



V: Wildcard

[If you want to do something with Yukiko, here's the place to do it. If you want to plot something, hit me on Plurk at intercession. I don't mind leaving private starters if you need as well.]

Comments

[complementing]

[Minako opens the door and flashes her a quick smile.]

Hey, Yukiko! One sec, be right out.

[She goes to the couch, where Koromaru is flopped over the arm of it, looking sleepy.]

Bye Korochan! Be back tomorrow.

[The puppy gets a big kiss and then she picks up her overnight bag, closing the door behind her and locking it.]

Alright! Ready for our day of rest and relaxation.

[burningblossoms]

[Koro. What a good boy.

Yukiko waits patiently and nods when the door shuts behind her friend.]

Good. I made us some stuff to eat in addition to whatever we order. Snacks.

[Starting towards the car, she flashed a smile over her shoulder.]

Where did you want to start today?

[complementing]

Oooh, sounds good!

[She's completely forgotten Yukiko's recent difficulties with her cooking...]

Hmm. How do you feel about doing a little bit of shopping? I recently got invited to a wedding as a maid of honor and I need to look for a dress asap.

[burningblossoms]

Oh, yes. We can absolutely do that.

[YUKIKO IS WORKING ON THAT!]

The mall, or a specialty shop?

[Heading to the Wagon now!]

[complementing]

[Minako slides into the passenger's seat of the Wagon once they get there, tossing her overnight bag into the backseat.]

Hmm, let's try a specialty shop first, see what the prices are like! The only other requirements is that it has to be any combination of blue, white, or gold.

freshens

[twostringsonebow]

[It's his turn to buy groceries...... which is fine, he doesn't mind it, it's kind of relaxing in its own way, it's just that he doesn't like the thought of having to go home with turkeys roaming about. They might jump him for his stuffing. Maybe he could just capture one and prepare it for Thanksgiving.

.......

That sounds gross. But economical! Speaking of economical, there's his third rich girl friend, hel...lo Yukiko?]

Um, is something the matter, Yukiko?

[burningblossoms]

[Yukiko stares at the pile of Thankgiving food for a long, long moment before she shakes her head and seems to realize Goro is there for the first time. She blanches visibly and draws herself up straighter, turning her full attention to him only after consciously making an effort to loosen her deathgrip on the cart.]

I...it's nothing. Something stupid.

[twostringsonebow]

[He hesitates, then shakes his head and speaks firmer.]

Even so, please allow me to hear you out. We're allies.

[It's the one thing that Akira was pretty firm about after the last gathering. They're all allies, his social circle has grown, they're... people he can rely on and ask the same of. If Yukiko doesn't want to, he won't press farther, but he'll give it a shot.]

[burningblossoms]

Friends.

[It's a gentle correction, but a correction all the same. She draws herself up squarely, closes her eyes...and spits out the truth after a moment.]

My other self can't cook. And I've always defined myself by my ability to cook. I'm afraid she'll come out, and ruin Thanksgiving dinner.

[twostringsonebow]

Oh, is that it...

[Well. He knows a thing or two about that fear, except it's more in the direction of ruining his relationships over dinner.

... Even if the Phantom Thieves here were to accept him again, would the rest of the Persona users? No, he'll be anxious about that when he returns home, for now he's gonna help settle Yukiko's worries.]

If you're worried about her, then isn't it logical to have someone keep a check on you? Though I do doubt she'll make an appearance... having a level of precaution may aid you in keeping off a self-fulfilling prophecy.

[oh my god maybe he should get his own fucking advice at some point.]

It's just, um, an idea though. And having someone cook with you is always fun. I think it improves the taste.

iii

[windeity]

[...?

It's hard to ignore the fact that a friend is in his line of vision, but at the same time he's a little uncertain about what's going on and why she's so rattled. He doesn't have a cart of his own but there's a basket on his arm as he approaches, staring at the cranberry sauce display, too, before glancing at her.]

Yeah. I would be terrified to know what's actually in that sauce, too.

[burningblossoms]

[Yukiko stares at the pile of Thankgiving food for a long, long moment before she shakes her head and seems to realize Goro is there for the first time. She blanches visibly and draws herself up straighter, turning her full attention to him only after consciously making an effort to loosen her deathgrip on the cart.]

It's...not really my favorite either. It's kind of vile...

[windeity]

Then what are we staring at it for, Yukiko? [The tone's light and he's just going to tilt his head. It's a casual way of asking if she's okay and seeing what's up, but he's not pushing either way yet.]

[burningblossoms]

Um. Memory stuff.

[She frowns at the display still, working her jaw silently.]

Other me is a terrible cook. I...don't want to think how badly she'd screw up Thanksgiving.

[windeity]

[He tilts his head, glancing at the display again before glancing at Yukiko once more.]

That would be pretty scary, you're right. But you're not a bad cook here, are you?

Casa De Waffles

[notyourutopian]

[Eleanor slid out of the other side of the van, frowning at the space where the Retrospec building had been. Where the waffle place was now. Because a giant office building turning into a waffle restaurant was how the world worked now.]

[This was their life now.]

I... [Hm. After a few thoughtful seconds she actually laughed.]

Not sure which I prefer. I mean, the office building made more sense but...this place might have good waffles?

[Priorities!]

[burningblossoms]

That's why I think we should go.

[She stuffs her keys into her pocket and grins.]

For research.

[notyourutopian]

Research, huh?

[Eleanor just laughed and shook her head.]

If we go inside and there's no furniture and just a mysterious pile of cryptic notes on the counter, it's your fault.

[Definitely teasing.]

[burningblossoms]

Well if that's the case, then it's fine.

[She spins, waggling a finger teasingly.]

We can just eat the notes.

[notyourutopian]

[Eleanor giggled at that.]

Maybe the secret messages come baked into every waffle. Like instead of shaped like ducks, they're shaped like morse code.

[Said as she followed the other over to the building.]

III

[imaginex]

[Silly as it is, being in Freshens for the first time is enough to set her nerves on fire. She's all but promised her allegiance to Unions for... reasons, and slinking between the aisles feels like some type of betrayal.

God, she is glad when she spots Yukiko, then. Sakura has already bounded over with a smile and a wave before she senses something amiss, and she leans over forward to get a better look at the other girl's face]

... Yukiko-san?

[burningblossoms]

[Yukiko's face is blank, with slightly widened eyes that are clearly fixed in an expression of befuddlement. She's not normally like this, of course. she's usually much more in control of herself but today...]

Sakura-san...? [Shaking her head to cover her slip up, she focuses her attention on the girl and smooths her face to stillness.]

Sorry. I just...lost my train of thought.

[imaginex]

[The last time Sakura was "lost in thought" with such dedication, her mind was being tortured by a memory.

So Yukiko will have to forgive the girl's immediate concern. Her eyes bounce between her friend and the cranberry display]

Are you... making something for Thanksgiving?

[burningblossoms]

[She will forgive it. She was lost in remembering a memory that hit her a while back.]

I...am? For my family. I usually make most of it. Except the turkey. That's mom.

[She blows out a breath and sags some, not wanting to lie.]

Unfortunately, I don't know how well that will go this year.

[imaginex]

[Oh, well... in that case, Sakura actually relaxes, rocking back on her feet. This must be the case of the nerves, apparently!]

I'm sure you'll do wonderfully! Especially if you already have so much practice.