#kashiki yuno
Yuno: If there’s going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back.
Mikoto: Of course. I can’t flip this table by myself!
Mu: Croissants: dropped
Mikoto: Road: works ahead
Yuno: BBQ sauce: on my titties
Mahiru: Shavacado: fre
Fuuta: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead
Kazui:
Kazui, grumpy: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.
Yuno: How do I deal with my enemies?
Mu: Kill them
Yuno:That’s a bit extreme, I was hoping for a more passive solution
Mu: Kill them only a little?
Fuuta: I only feel one emotion and it is anger.
Yuno: Last night you drunk texted every one of us a thousand heart emojis.
Fuuta: Out of anger.
Yuno: I told Fuuta their ears flush when they lie.
Haruka: Why?
Yuno: Look.
Yuno: Hey Fuuta! Do you love us?
Fuuta, covering their ears: No.
Mahiru: I’ve started seeing someone!
Yuno: As in dating?
Yuno: Or as in hallucinations?
Kazui: Have children, they said. It’ll be fun they said.
Yuno: PUT IT OUT! PUT IT OUT!
Mikoto: IT’S TOO BIG TO SMOTHER! GET THE ANTI-FLAMETHROWER!
Fuuta: ITS CALLED A FIRE EXTINGUISHER YOU—
[glass shatters, something explodes, Mikoto screams]
Kazui: Don’t listen to them. Don’t.
Yuno: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail
Mikoto: No it’s my fault, I shouldn’t’ve used my one phone call to prank call the police
Es:How do you sleep at night?
Amane:Very well, thank you.
Haruka:Alone.
Yuno:How should I know? I’m asleep.
Shidou:Like I never committed all the murders.
Fuuta:I’d sleep better if he was dead.
Mikoto: Very comfortably with my Hatsune Miku body pillow.
Kotoko: With my eyes open.
Mahiru: My astrology sign says I shouldn't…
Mu: Paranoid and cautious.
Mikoto: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?
Mahiru:Rude.
Shidou: That’s fair.
Yuno: Not again.
Mu: …Are you going to want this back?
Yuno: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling?
Mikoto: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Shidou?
Shidou: Probably “road work ahead”.
Kazui: I speak many languages, and this is none of them.
Mu:Yuno, I’m sad.
Yuno:*Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay.
Mikoto: Shidou, I’m sad.
Shidou, nodding: mood.
Es:On the count of three, what’s your favorite cake? One, two, three-
Yuno and Mikoto, in unison: Chocolate cake peanut butter frosting with chocolate chunks!
Mahiru: Our turn, Amane-chan! One, two, three- vanilla!
Amane, deadpan: I’ve never had cake, what is cake.
Yuno: There is no future. there is no past. do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.
Mahiru:
Mikoto:
Mu:
Everyone Else At Yuno’s Surprise Birthday Party:
Mahiru: All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.
Mahiru: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?
Yuno: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies
Kazui: Socks are Feetie Heaties
Mu: Forks are Stabby Grabbies
Shidou: What about Defibrillators are Heartie Starties?
Mikoto: Yeah, also nightmares are Dreamy Screamies
Amane: Stamps are Lickie Stickies
Es, annoyed: You are all disappointments
Mikoto, in a high voice, holding barbie: hey ken! I was thinking about going back to school and starting a career!
Yuno, in a deep voice, holding ken: nonsense, barbie. you’re staying home and having my kids
Fuuta: what the fuck are you guys doing?
Mikoto: playing systemic oppression
Mikoto: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one!
Yuno: Tubular AF!
Shidou: Mood to the max!
Kazui, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it.
Kotako, just as annoyed: If she breathes, she’s a square.
Yuno:Hey Fuuta, If Mikoto and I were drowning, who would you save?
Fuuta: You two can’t swim?
Mikoto: It’s a hypothetical question, Fuuta! Who would you save?
Fuuta: my time and effort.
