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He was scared, it was loud, the lights were too bright, people were crying, he couldn’t do anything. There was smoke everywhere, it filled his lungs, he couldn't breathe.
“I’m sorry!” He yelled, hoping someone had heard him over the ruckus. He had to do something, anything, to make this right.
Tape was sent towards him, something he recognized, it was Sero. The tape wrapped around his body and pulled him forwards, into the smoke.
“I’m so sorry!” He rasped, his coughs were rough and painful. He was dragged into an open space, still a little dizzy from the short trip, his world was spinning.
“Pikachu!!” Jirou? He turned around to meet an open palm, he jerked back from the slap.
“How many times have I told you?! TOAST THE BREAD BEFORE YOU PUT THE JAM ON IT!” She yelled.
“I said I was sorry!” He defended, rubbing his face from the rather hard slap. He looked around to see what putting in a ‘slice of bread with jam on it’ inside the toaster, did to the kitchen.
The fire alarm was blaring loudly, its red light bright and aggressive. The top of the room was filled with a plume of smoke, as well as the source of the explosion. He turned his head to find Sero and Mina doubled over, crying in laughter. Denki huffed and crossed his arms.
“Hey! At least I didn’t fry out!” He stepped forwards towards the laughing duo, missing the sizzling piece of toaster metal on the ground. Mina and Sero gasped as he took the impending step of doom, the Tape user wrapped himself and the other two girls in his tape.
“Huh? What are you-” He let out a cry as he stepped on the piece, as well a burst of electricity.
“... Kaminari?..”
“Wheeyyyyyyyyyy~”