^^ mikio when Shiro doesn't give him his 37th crouton
AIGHT
'TIS I, JUMPY.
AND THIS CHAPTER IS A SPECIAL ONE WRITTEN FOR EID AT 3 AM THAT I DECIDED TO POST LATER
ITS WRITTEN IN FIRST PERSON PRESENT TENSE
FROM THE POV OF A VERY SPECIAL DUCK
(of course, I gotta give him coherent thoughts for it to be a valid chapter )
so I was talking with my homie darkcoffeeandoreos and I got struck with lightning- whaT IF MIKIO HAD HIS OWN CHAPTER
Okay, that was cool
and then i got hit with lightning again
SO FOR THE REST OF THIS CHAPTER, PLEASE JUST IMAGINE SAMUEL L JACKSON'S VOICE AS MIKIO
I DIEDDDDDD
on that note, since Mikio is internally Nick fury, brace yourselves for the language <3
also, anything between these '____' in italics is Mikio quacking/talking. Ofc the boys dont understand mikio's speech cause they hear it as duck language.
this is a bullshit chapter so if you dont wanna read then fine by moi
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Well.
Dad's a goddamned idiot. Sure, he's the fucker that feeds me, and I fuckin' love him, but he's a numbskull shit-for-brains idiot.
Does he really not see that blue-eyed brat giving him literal heart eyes from across the giant court?
I quack. If I could roll my duck eyes, I could.
But I can't.
Pity.
The blue eyed giant walks over to me, each of his steps thundering. I ruffle up my feathers, itching a spot just under my miniature wings, just as a giant cage of fingers pick me up.
"Hey there, Mikio." His voice rumbles loudly. I quack in response, pressing my bill against his pinky, before nibbling gently at it.
It still ain't a worm. I spit it out, poking at it.
Kageyama's got sparkles around his eyes. He seems to be happy I ain't bitin' him outright. He whispers sweet nothings down at me, as if expecting me to say something back.
I quack once.
That should be good enough for him.
It is. He smiles.
So easy to please these two-legged giants.
Well, even I can tell he's gonna be my second dad, so might as well stay on his good side.
His palm is soft and warm enough for my fuzzy ass, so I let him carry me across the court faster than I could. He coos down at me, and I fight the urge to roll my eyes again.
Wait, I can't roll my eyes. Never mind.
He sets me down outside in the grass, grabbing the duffel bag from the side of the door and taking out the tiny green Tupperware box.
FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD-
He chuckles as I start flapping up and quacking. He thinks I'm excited.
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