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“Aw c’mon Katsuki, please?”
“Yeah bro, it’ll be fun!”
“No need to be a stick in the mud, Blasty.”
“It’s not as fun when we don’t all do it.” Mina, Eijirou, Denki, and Hanta were currently leaning on Katsuki and pestering him to play some stupid racing game that Sparky had just bought. They had been going for a solid thirty minutes and Katsuki was about to, quite literally, explode in their faces. Katsuki was ready to turn around and do just that when they all backed off. He felt relieved when he was suddenly he was wheeled around by Eijirou.
“What are doing Shi-”
“C’mon Katsuki, we just want to have fun together. And you’re our friend. We like to hang out with you. Please?” Eijirou took a page from Mina’s book and gave the explosive boy his best puppy dog eyes.
Katsuki looked at Eijirou for a minute before he sighed deeply. “Fine, Shitty Hair. I’ll play Sparky’s stupid game. If it’ll really make you that happy.” A chorus of cheers came from the group of idiots in front of him. ‘Why am I friends with these dumbasses?’ Katsuki thought to himself. “Let get this over with.”
~8~
The group had moved to Denki’s room to get the game setup. Since it was only a four player game, one of them had to sit out the first round. Hanta, wanting to keep the peace, offered to wait and take the place of the person who lost. They were currently on the third race of the first round and Katsuki had to admit, the game half bad. He enjoyed zipping past his friends’ tiny characters with the giant koopa king and throwing turtle shells at their karts. Despite it being his first time playing the game, he was second place. Eijirou was ahead of him in first with his giant monkey man. Mina was a few behind behind him in fourth place with the pink princess. And poor Denki was in last place with the tall, purple man; he was not taking it well.
“Aw, this is so stupid! How am I losing to a mushroom in a diaper?!”
“Aw don’t be a sore loser, Denki!” Mina placed her hand on her friend’s shoulder to try to make him feel better.
“Don’t patronize me, Mina!”
“Shut the fuck up, Pikachu! Some people are trying to focus!” After that, Denki begrudgingly stayed quiet. He ended up losing all the races and switched out with Hanta who changed to the character that was source of his friend’s anger.
“Seriously Hanta! How could you do me like this? I thought we were friends!” Denki looked on to his friends with a sense of betrayal.
“What can I say? I like using Toad,” Hanta responded to his pissed friend, winking lightly. And on that note, they continued on with the races, leaving Denki raging at his friend. It turns out that Hanta was really good at the game. He managed to get first place on their first go around of the track. This fact continued to piss Denki off even more. By the time they reached the last track, Denki was fuming at the fact that Hanta hadn’t lost a race once. When the winning screen came up and Hanta’s character was in first, Denki had it.
“That tears it!” Denki pounced from his spot on the bed and launched himself at Hanta.
“Denki, what are you doing?! Get off me!” The two started wrestle on the floor; the other three moved out of the way and watched the two. This went on for several minutes until Katsuki finally got fed up with them.
“That’s it, you fuckers! Fucking stop!” Katsuki made threatening pops with his quirk and that made his two friends pause. Then he picked them both up by their shirt collars. “Now that I have your attention: Pikachu, chill the fuck out. Don’t be a sore fucking loser. Now, apologize to Soy Sauce.”
Denki looked at Katsuki for a moment before turning his attention to Hanta. “Ok, I’m sorry Hanta.”
“It’s ok. Just chill out a little bit dude.” Hanta gives him a reassuring smile.
“Now that that’s settled, Raccoon Eyes, give Pikachu the controller since you lost.”
“Aw fine.”