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It was getting dark here at Hope’s Peak Academy; and a certain fanfic writer decided to take it easy tonight, and read up on some of his favourite manga. Yep, I’m talking about none other than Hifumi Yamada, The Ultimate Fanfic Creator. The Hamster-looking boy also had his still-unnamed pet parrot along with him as he read inside one of the classrooms on the third floor.
???: Sheeeesh, ya still here doin’ nothin’ but slackin’ off!? Dont’cha hav’a date or somethin’!?
The voice…It was familiar….All too familiar, which left a sigh towards the overweight reader; and before he could even say anything, the infamous black-and-white bear, Monokuma , popped outta nowhere, and despite being the jumpy one, Hifumi was frozen as he slowly put his book down and looked at the smiling bear.
Hifumi: Mr. Monokuma, with all due respect, why are you bothering me now?
He looked frustrated with this conversation already, seeming like he grew upset with Kuma’s tirades.
Monokuma: C’mon, Yamada! Can’t a bear have a con- fur -sation with one of his students?
Hifumi: Aren’t just Ms. Enoshima’s stuffed bear?
Monokuma: Doesn't matter. Anywho, let’s talk about a certain someone you’ve been…
Monokuma looks around before he gets close to Hifumi’s ear.
Monokuma: Catching feelings for…. Pupupuuuuu~!
Hifumi’s glasses fogged up almost immediately as the fanfic writer started to crumble the moment love got slapped into the equation.
Hifumi: M-Mr. Monokuma! Wh—What are you talkin’ about!?
Monokuma: Who? Me? Puhuhuhuuuu~! Surely the headmaster of Hope’s Peak Academy would know a thing or two about his students' love lives.
Hifumi: ….Again, aren’t you just Ms. Enoshima’s plush bear?
Monokuma: . . .
Hifumi: . . .
Monokuma: Anyway!
Hifumi: Go figure…
Monokuma: Don’t go thinkin’ that I didn’t see ya lookin’ at a certain upperclassman of yers. I’ve seen his diary. All filled with lovey-dovey junk and there was so much french in there dat I had to steal Rabbit’s phone and use her translatin’ app to figure out what he was even talkin’ about!
Hifumi: Y-You did?....
Hifumi blushed before he showed off a genuine smile, he actually likes him back. Well, this was gonna make tonight all the sweeter.
Hifumi: What a sec—You went through his diary!?
Monokuma: Wasn’t ya payin’ attention? Sheesh, kids these days, I tell ya.
Hifumi: Y-You! That’s an invasion of privacy! You can’t just snoop through someone’s diary, especially since their deepest darkest secret is there!
Monokuma: Well, at least he ain’t here ta give me a mouthful. Yammerin’ on with that accent o’ deres…. I can bear- ly even comprehend what they’re sayin’ half the time.
Hifumi: Look who’s talking…
Hifumi muttered to himself before the dual-colored bear leaned his head closer to the overweight feller to hear what he said, to no avail.
Monokuma: Well, whatever… Now, Yamada. I hope I ain’t bein’ rude ‘ere… But what the heck are ya doin’ here so late?
Hifumi: Why do you care? Isn’t Ms. Enoshima looking for you anyways?
Monokuma just shrugs and sighs.
Monokuma: Meh, ain’t da first time I left her hangin’, so what’s new ‘ere?
As Hifumi was about to open his mouth, he was silenced by the door opening up; making the fanfic writer break into a sweat and the monochrome bear look over interested in who could also be here this late during the school day. Surprise, surprise, it was none other than Teruteru Hanamura, The Ultimate Chef , holding a tray of red, white, blue and orange macarons, matching the duo’s signature colors.
Teruteru: Mon ami! Sorry, I’m late, had to work over time to get these macaroons don—
His eyes widen as his vision focuses on Monokuma, he gulps as he starts to sweat.
Teruteru: Monokuma?
Monokuma: Hanamura!
Hifumi: Hanamura?!
Teruteru: Monsieur Yamada!?
Monokuma: Monsieur Yamada!?
Hifumi: Monokuma!
Teruteru: MONOKUMA!!
Monokuma: Monokuma! Upupupuuuuu~!!
Still terrified about that bear, he shuffles close to his…partner here and drops the tray right next to Hifumi’s book.
Monokuma: Oooh, snacks! Well, I am bear -y hungry, so don’t mind if I do!
The bear reaches a hand towards the tray before his hand is smacked away, thanks to the chef.
Teruteru: Don’t know who invited ya to our little study session but I only got ‘ne thin’ to say to ya, GET OUT!!!
Teruteru exclaimed, scaring the two due to him being immediately angry at the fact that the bear was here ruining their little study date. The tiny chef realized he scared his friend here and gave him a hug to calm him down before the bear let out a small laugh.
Monokuma: Puhuhuhu! Ya really care for yer love, now don’tcha!?
Teruteru: So? What’cher point? I care fer mon ami and always will! Got a problem wit’ dat, ya small demon!?
Monokuma: Not at all, Hill Billy.
Teruteru: HILL BILLY!?
Monokuma: I’m quite interested in the fact that ya two are meetin’ each other hours after classes ended. I was just bein’ a bit curious. ‘N now, I know why ya two are ‘ere! Y’all are on a date!
Hifumi: WHAAAA!?
Teruteru: Oh my—Don’t be preposterous! I hope I’m usin’ that word right. The two o’ us are just hangin’ out. Why do ya care so much?
Monokuma: ‘cuz I read something about you catching feelin’s for manga boy ov’r there! Pupupuuuu~!
Teruteru froze as he suddenly figured out what the bear was saying. He tilts his head down, making the fanfic creator worry for his little buddy.
Hifumi: M-Mr. Hanamura…. You…You oka—
Teruteru: You…. You…. YA READ MUH GODDAMN DIAREEEEE!?!?
Hifumi leans back as he sees his friend get hoppin’ mad at the bear, while the insulator was just chuckling as he looked down at Teruteru.
Monokuma: Oh, c’mon. As if it wasn’ obvious enough, I also read ya little spiel about the big guy over there.
Teruteru: OI, YA TINY BASTARD!!! DAT WUZ SUM PRIVATE INFORMATIONS FROM MUH HEART ‘N YA GO UND READIN’ IT LIKE IT WUZDA NEWSPAPIER!!!
Hifumi: H-Hanamura, calm down!!
Monokuma: Puhuhu~! For someun’ so calm and collected whenever he speaks to women, ya sure do lose ya temper quite easily. But it does make for some claw- sic comedy!
Teruteru: KEEP YAMMERIN’BOUT HOW OI’M DAMM HILARANT!! GO’UN, I DARE’YA AT DIS POINT!!!
Hifumi: Hanamura!!
Monokuma: Ya still goin’. Wowza, and here I thought Oowada has some anger issues!
Teruteru: YA STILL GOIN’!? WHY OI—
Hifumi: TERUTERU, CALM DOWN PLEASE!!!!!
The tallest one out of the trio, raised his voice, getting the attention of not just the angered chef but the mischievous bear as well.
Hifumi: Well…I—I guess, I should come clean too….
Hifumi lets out a soft sigh as he grabs Teruteru’s hands, while the chef was breathing heavily after his outburst.
Hifumi: Mr. Hana—No… Mr. Teruteru Hanamura, if what Monokuma said was true—
Monokuma: Which it is~!
Hifumi: Yeah, quiet down… Then, I…reciprocated those feelings back, Teru-chan~!
Teruteru: Y-Yer wha?.....
Hifumi: Y-Yeah, I love you, Teru-chan! Just like I love Princess Piggles!
Teruteru: Yer always had’a sof’pot fer dat pudgy fille….
Hifumi: I—I—
Hifumi closes his eyes and huffs as he bows towards the chef, making them stumble a little as he sees the big boy bow to his level (or at least, to the best of his ability)
Hifumi: I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THAT!! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN PRINCESS PIGGLES!!! I LOVE MORE THAN MY FAVOURITE ANIMES!! I LOVE YOUR COOKING, YOUR WORDPLAY, AND THE FACT YOU’RE BILINGUAL IS SO FREAKIN’ EPIC AND COOL!!! I LOVE YOU MUCH, MR. TERUTERU HANAMURA!!!
After hearing Hifumi’s….very loud confession, the formerly-upset chef give the big nerd a soft smile and hugs him.
Teruteru: If…It dat’s true cher, then…. I love ya too….
Hifumi moves himself up, accidentally lifting Teruteru off his feet; he didn’t care. He just liked hugging the big guy and hugging him, he was.
Teruteru: Ever since we hung out for the first time….I knew, I knew somethin’ was amiss and once I wrote it down for the first time, it all made sense to me. I was…in love, cher. Avec toi, mon chéri.
Hifumi: Wha—What did that mean?
Teruteru let out a soft laugh.
Teruteru: With you, my darlin’
Hifumi and Teruteru smiled at one another before Monokuma slowly walked away.
Monokuma: Eh, it’s a non-despair AU, I know when my job’s done.
He said before closing the door, leaving the two by themselves.
Teruteru: So….Now what? The macaroons are probably cold.
Hifumi looked over and grabbed one, popping it inside his mouth before showing a bright smile.
Hifumi: Nope, still good!
The chef smiled as he grabbed and ate one after his lover. He sits where Monokuma stood and softly puts his head on his hands, making his arm carrying it as he looks at the fanfic writer.
Teruteru: So…What’re you readin’ today, mon amour?
Hifumi: Oh! Uh…Ah! Kakegurui?
Teruteru: Ah, gotcha. Actually,
Teruteru scoots over and sits next to Hifumi, making the manga reader blush and chuckle goofily.
Teruteru: How ‘bout we read together? Maybe I’ll get invested in it, just like ya.
Hifumi laughs and he nods.
Hifumi: Whatever you say…
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Mon chéri~
Teruteru: Nice job, mon ami~
[END]