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The Heights Alliance dorms of U.A were known to be bustling with students going about their days, wither it was aggressive homework sessions, grueling workouts, rhythmic hammering of inventions going awry, boisterous debates of business ethics or even calm study groups, the community of students was always bustling with life. This particular day, however, was exceptionally loud in the dorms of class 1-A, as there were shrieks of protest, confusion and miniature explosions followed by more yelling.
“GET OUT OF MY WAY EXTRAS, IT’S ON!! DO NOT MAKE ME MISS THIS FUCKING SHOW. OI, CANDY MAN GET YOUR ASS IN HERE NOW!”
Mina, who was watching in horrified fascination from the kitchen, quietly observed as Satou rushed into the dorm’s common area, practically throwing himself over the couch to sit beside the resident loudmouth, Katsuki Bakugou. The pair of boys hunkered together as the ashen blonde grabbed the remote and hastily turned the device on and through the channels before the logo he was searching for crossed the screen:
“Hell’s Kitchen”
Now the fact Bakugou would want to watch such a show was not improbable in Mina’s eyes, but the fact Bakugou was not only allowing Satou of all people to watch with him, but to actively invite was something Mina was not expecting. Mina however, was quickly distracted by her previous engagement of making curry, and the gruff remark of Bakugou pulled her back to that.
“Oi, Bubblegum Bitch! Don’t forget you’re on thin fucking ice… don’t fuck up the damn curry.”
Mina only laughed and continued on, knowing full well he was serious about her kitchen privileges. As she worked, the sound of Bakugou’s laughter filled the air whenever the loud chef insulted the contestants, adding in his own colorful commentary. Beside the explosive boy, Satou sat calmly, notebook and pencil in hand as he seemed to be taking notes of the show, remarks and even insults of Bakugou himself.
“Bakugou, why is using the fryer make them a “half-assed, double stuffed turkey looking idiot bitch” exactly?”
Mina found surprise in the fact Bakugou, rather than telling Satou to fuck off, sat down in a huff and aggressively pointed towards the screen.
“It’s a half-assed attempt to save their dish at best! Apply “Chopped” rules to it… they’re under pressure and a time limit, so they’re fucking rushing! The more you rush, the messier the dish gets! Just fucking watch, they’ll either forget about them until the last second or they put them in too late and they’ll be undercooked!”
Satou nodded in understanding as he made notes, scowling at the screen when someone began baking, surprising Mina with his own slew of colorful insults and critiques of dishes. As time passed and more episodes came by, Mina was enthralled with the dynamic between the two, and when the curry was done, Mina wordlessly handed a large bowl to Bakugou, placing the rest of it in the fridge for later as she made conversation.
“Satou, I didn’t know you and Bakugou were friends!! You should hang out with the squad more!!”
Bakugou looked up from his curry and frowned, giving Mina the stink eye.
“He does Bubblegum… how the hell do you think Hair for Brains, Tape-ass and Shitty hair are still alive? I keep you dumbasses alive and focused during training, and he feeds you fuckers.”
Mina’s eyes widened and she sputtered slightly.
“Y-you didn’t think to tell us?!?! And we’re not that bad!!”
Satou gave Mina a deadpan stare as Bakugou cackled.
“Mina, before I stepped in, you guys were living off of a stale bag of Doritos, mountain dew and a whole ass box of pizza rolls… You guys can’t take care of yourselves for shit. That’s why you’re on kitchen probation… and even then I’m hesitant to let you stay.”
Mina crossed her arms and puffed out her chest.
“Then why aren’t I banned from the kitchen?”
Satou pointedly looked at the curry Bakugou was eating, and the other boy simply nodded in agreement. Mina reluctantly accepted defeat and decided to change the subject.
“So… how long have you two been doing this Gordon Ramsey show thing? Looked like you two have a rhythm going with it…”
At that Satou smiled politely and spoke with a bit of cheer in his voice.
“Oh we’ve been watching since near the start of the school year! We’ve seen all of his shows and cameos… Bakugou and I even tried out some of his recipes a few weeks ago!”
“Ramsey is a fucking blessing, so don’t even try to disrespect him Bubblegum Bitch!”
Mina’s eyes widened in surprise as Bakugou used the cook’s surname, rather than the at-this-point customary nickname/insult.
“A surname?? From you of all people?!? You must really like this guy!”
Bakugou grinned maniacally, setting his now-empty bowl down.
“He’s a fucking beast! His quirk, Expiration, lets him know when food is ripe, about to go bad, or has gone bad just by looking at it! The man’s dealt with so much shit from dumbass, high-and-mighty extras, but he always puts them in their fucking place! It’s fucking amazing to watch, especially when the extras claim to be as good as him, cause nobody is! He’s like… the fucking All Might of cooking!”
Satou nodded again, smiling still.
“But he’s also very sweet and understanding… like when he’s around children who are cooking, he always make sure to help them and reassure them… he only yells at the adults because they claim to be professional, whereas children are still learning and need help. He gets that.”
Mina blinked slowly, nodding in careful understanding.
“I see… it sounds like you two really look up to him!”
Satou looked away bashfully but Bakugou grinned and nodded, simply stating;
“He’s Badass.”