kaisou | Fire and Furniture

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Fire and Furniture

WHO:Tsunayoshi Sawada And Katsuki Bakugou
WHERE: Ikea
WHEN: August
WHAT: Let's go fight a mimic! And maybe bond over mediocre meatballs! And maybe get banned from Ikea!
WARNINGS: Property damage, physical violence and likely some swearing.

[Tsuna is standing off to the side, trying not to be noticed.

He's not entirely sure what he's doing here, for a variety of reasons. He'd seen the request and well, a thousand dollars is a thousand dollars but he also has no idea how to fight a mimic. For all his video game knowledge, it doesn't really transfer over to real life.

But he also can't shake the voice in his head that tells him to just do it. It's a familiar voice, and yet Tsuna is unable to place it. So it just kind of sits and tells him to do things. Things he doesn't want to do and yet ends up doing them anyway. It's annoying.

He looks around. The store should be closing soon.]

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[Well, damn, kid! The mimic turns towards Tsuna as he dives at it and Katsuki watches Tsuna slam into it, sending it toppling backwards, little legs scrambling. It crashes through a desk before landing on it's back.

Seeing a chance, Katsuki aims his explosions down to shoot himself into the air and forward. Shouting a warning that hopefully Tsuna will heed;]

Stay out of my way!

[The mimic opens its maw wide as Katsuki drops down towards it. Clearly hoping to take a bite out of him.]

Hell no you don't, you toothy bastard!

[As he drops down towards that mouth, he aims down towards it.]

Say 'aaah'!

[And he's blasting right into the mimic's open mouth. The force pops him into the air again and he ends up crashing into a nearby display of throw pillows, cursing.]

[Tsuna had been going in for another attack when the warning hits and he holds back. There's a vague sense of familiarity in what's happening here and he's able to stop himself.

The mimic, on the other hand, screams in pain as the explosion goes off. Though it sounds rather mangled as the damage is done to the creatures tongue. One of the doors of the dresser swings shut.

Seeing it off balance, Tsuna charges in again, slamming himself against the door and pushing the mimic up against a wall. If there was anything in the way, it gets pushed aside.]

Okay now I'm fucking pissed!!

[Katsuki scrambles to free himself from the pile of pillows, getting back on his feet. Some of the pillows don't survive. He watches Tsuna slam into it and launches himself to land atop the mimic. He starts raining down blows on the top.]

Don't let up on it! Let's finish this!!

[There's another roar from Tsuna, who backs up and goes in for another body slam against the mimic, hammering on the weakened doors of the dresser.

It's not pretty, and it's not really controlled. It's just a blind rage.]

[With neither letting up, the mimic can't escape. Eventually, the mimic stops moving, slumping down in the aisle. At which point Katsuki finally stops his attacks. Tired, he hops off of the defeeated mimic and stumbles to the sofa, slumping down on it.]

Ugh... what a pain in the ass.

[Tsuna keeps punching at it until the flame starts to dissipate and he returns to himself. He shakes his head, looking around at the ruined store and the defeated monster in front of him. Vaguely, he's aware of what's happened to him, but it might take a minute for the memories to fully show up.

And then he realizes he's in his underwear.]

It happened again, huh?

But, it's not gonna get up again, do you think?

Think it's done for.

[And Katsuki doesn't want to move now. He just wants to rest.]

Think I saw blankets over by the pillow display. If you want to cover up. That's a real shitty downside to that crazy strength of yours.

Yeah. I'm not thrilled with it.

[He's got to start carrying around an extra set of clothes it seems. If this is going to keep happening.]

I think I'll go grab one.

[Katsuki waits for him to do that. When Tsuna comes back, he pushes himself up.]

We're stuck here until they reopen. Let's find the food court. Get something to eat. I'll pay when they open up.

[Or leave money. Depending. He's probably going to eat and go pass out on a couch.]

[He should argue, or offer to pay half, but he's also tired and hungry after his rampage, so there's just a nod and he toddles off towards the front of the store wrapped in a blanket.

There's probably something they can heat up.]

Hopefully they don't mind the mess.

We just took out a fucking monster. That was probably eating furniture and possibly customers. They better be fucking grateful.

[Katsuki walks right into the kitchen and starts rummaging for the frozen meatballs. Setting to work heating them up. Heating up frozen food isn't usually his thing but when you're hungry and tired...]

Sit down. I'll get this ready.

[Eating customers? Tsuna can't say he really wants to think about that. But he puts it out of his head as he slumps into a chair and pulls the blanket tighter around him.]

Thanks.

Man, I wish when this town was just sort of weird rather than actually being weird.

[Katsuki doesn't reply to that. Sounded like it was just musing aloud anyway. Instead he nukes some meatballs, tosses them on two plates and returns. Sitting down across from Tsuna and pushing one of the plates toward him.]

You get hurt at all back there?

I don't think so. I think I'm okay...might be a bit sore later though.

I don't usually move like that.

[Just when he's under the influence of his weird powers. It always comes back to haunt him somehow though.

But he reaches out and grabs a fork to spear a meatball.]

Are you okay?

Nothing that won't heal.

[He shoves a meatball in his mouth. For once not caring about the taste of what he's eating. He's just tired and hungry.]

We're probably not getting out until morning. So I'm probably passing out on one of the couches.

And we don't need to find a first aid kit or something?

[Just to make sure. They's already made a mess so what's one more thing.]

I've always kinda wanted to lie in one of the room displays they have...

How do you even do those explosions though?

Nah. Nothing is bleeding broken.

[But that sure is a question with a weird as fuck answer.]

I sweat what I'm pretty sure is nitroglycerin out of my palms now.

[Yep.]

[Meatball halfway to his mouth, Tsuna pauses. He's glad Katsuki's okay but...]

That's really weird.

Just out of your palms?

As far as I know, yeah. Or at least it only ignites there.

[It's a hella weird super power. But hey. He's not complaining about being able to blow shit up.]

I've been testing some shit out since it started happening. You should probably see if you can figure out what triggers yours. It seems useful. If you can harness it.

[Tsuna seems skeptical about that, since it feels like he's just along for the ride when it happens.]

I don't even really remember how it started. I think I got hit on the head or something.

Maybe it triggers when you're in trouble.

[Hmmm...]

We should fight sometime and see if I can get it to happen.

Edited 2022-11-28 14:02 (UTC)

Hiee?

[That seems like an extreme response?]

Uh. Well. I mean....maybe? I don't know if I'm any good at something like that...

[It's Katsuki. Of course it's an extreme response.]

You just beat the shit out of a mimic. I think you can handle it.

[Tsuna has to laugh at that.]

I guess I did. Never thought I'd be doing something like that.

Back at the beginning of the year, I wouldn't have imagined it either. When this Zodiac shit first started, I could barely conjure enough fire to light a candle.

[And now he can blow shit up.]

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