"Ya call this food?!"
An amazon-figured, wild-haired, tall, muscular, tan, full-figured woman flashes a contorted face that looks more confused than offended. She's holding a thin dried banana crisp between two fingers. It only holds her daggerlike tiger-eyes for a moment before she tosses it overboard and sighs.
You let go of Nagito's hand. Any homosexual tension between Nagito and yourself instantly dissipates. You realize that, with the likes of Akane Owari on board, you're definitely *at least* bisexual. Her brown hair is a tangled thicket (in a good way), her demeanor is a strange combination of abrasive and aloof, threatening and absent-minded... she carries herself thus all while stretching, cartwheeling, having a good time, and maintaining a strong connection with
her body.
The one downside to her connection with the physical had been her intense seasickness last night. But today, she looks bright as ever.
You meekly and mildly approach, whispering marinara-soaked prayers for guidance and pickup-artistry. But before you have the chance to say a word, her head shoots up, and she closes her eyes.
Sniiiffffff sniff sniff sniff
"NOODLES!" Her face lights up and her eyes glaze, transfixed in pure hunger.
YOU ARE READING
Danganronpa + Flying Spaghetti Monster + Plane-Walking (Fanfic) (KomaHina?!)
FanfictionA band of Hope's Peak students, who happen to be Pastafarian converts, sail the seas and walk The Outer Planes of The Great Beyond. They are joined by other wacky characters, and travel to other wacky places, leading them to forge close bonds with e...
