When are we ourselves?

Chapter 22-The prodigy and the idiot

Oboro bit his lip as he left to go find Dabi. But let's just say the red head had a bad bitch sorta personality and was walking around the store with sunglasses in a Porsche with Momo and Jirou. Ha turns out an introvert can make friends (take that mum T-T). The two met in there room and literally walked into each other.

"Touya?"

"Whose Touya?" Jirou asked.

"It's my dad's name, darling." The Todoroki said lowering his sunglasses slightly. "Kumo I've got some stuff for us."

"Uh- thanks." Are bipolar or something Toyz? What happened to escaping?

The girl helped the blue haired up and handed him bags. "Hey Shimo hang out later."

"Hell yeah Momo." He bowed as the pair began walking in sync to there room. As soon as the girls were outta sight and ear shot Dabi said, "Shut up Oboro." Oboro couldn't help but smile...

"I didn't say anything."

"Fuck off."

"Awww you don't wanna leave anymore do you?"

"I- umm... fuck off. We can discuss this later."

"Omg... should I invite the girls over?"

Oboro was almost in tears of laughter. So his younger friend decided to hit him with one of his bag... by "accident". The other boy reached there room. The bunk bed were white along with the ceiling but they had a nice window with a balcony. Along with there own closest.

"Hey Bluenette, you have no fashion sense I'll design it. You can piss off."

"Hey it's my room too." The other boy pouted massively.

"I know. But I can already tell by looking at you, you are still drawing stick men and calling them art. Along with the fact your writing is not as neat when I use my foot to write."

"Stick men are art."

"Sure and I have a stable mental health."

"Hey just give me something to do."

"Do knowing."

"I'll do the door and prove to you." Dabi just raised his eyebrow.

"Be guest." Dabi smirked, "I'll get started on organising the walk in closest."

It hadn't been ten minutes before Oboro had figured he had fucked up. He clicked his tongue. He had drawn something... tried to draw something.... the question what was that something. Who would ever know. He bit his lip. Well Touya couldn't off done much. So the blue haired walked in. There was now draws along with racks placed in along with hangers of clothes. Not to mention the fact it was all painted. The younger boy hand drawn in really detailed ivy along the panels except one which looked like scales. All Touya was now doing adding lights and fake ivy. The boy jumped down.

"Okay what the fuck-" The blue haired yelled. He had failed in ten minutes to paint a single door while his companion had not only redesigned the whole of the closest but also arranged some beanbags so it could of been an extra room and the ceiling had a galaxy stretched out on it as if it was ripping through the white. "Are you like a fucking art- architect- designed person. What the fuck?! You even put carpet and a lock on the door."

"Yeh."

"How?! What?! It's been ten minutes."

"Your point."

"Fuck you. What this- the prodigy and the idiot. Huh- how?"

"I worked hard."

"You redesign the closest... jut just draws and now it's whole room."

"No. It's a closest." The red head said. "Now let's see your... door?"

"Fuck off. You could make a professional look like shit." Oboro put his hand on the wall. "How's the paint dry too!?"

"Are you serious?" Said the shorter of the two before lighting his hand on fire.

"Oh yeah."

"Now let's see your masterpiece." 

Oboro opened and closed his mouth as if to disagree. He ended up looking rather like a fish. The moment Dabi opened the door. He began trying to hide his laughter. The other face palmed. "Shirakumo what is the drawing off?"

The blue haired looked at it too and the stared deeply at it. His own creation and he didn't even know what it was... "You see ummm.... Only smart people can see what it is?!"

"You have no idea do you?"

"Nope." He made sure that p popped.

"Makes sense." Touya shrugged. "Oboro I request you sit in the corner of shame and think of the abomination you've made."

"Its not that bad."

"I could draw better than that blindfolded with my foot while juggling."

"Okay corner of shame it is."

"Remember to face the wall as well."

"Fuck you."

That's when Touya noticed something. Oboro hair was going white. Well it was really light blue anyways but still... he also had a scar. Hmm... that. Doesn't matter?! Quickly Touya replaced the curtains and taken of the window and made it into glass door. Wow was this possible; That's simply because the fire user had managed to find a way to refine his power and put the strength of a lot of flames into one finger essential,y making it into a lazy cutter.

"I was totally useless in doing this." Oboro was complaining in his corner while his more talented artistic friend was designing the room with the finer details.

"You were?" Dabi replied.

"Aww.... You don't think so."

"No no no you are useless against i am still designing and clearing up your mess. You spilled paint on the carpet and totally ruing the door."

"Mean."

"I'm just trying to make sure your using the right tense." Dabi smiled and it wasn't even sarcastic but it wasn't as if Oboro could see it. Yes the blue head was still facing the corner.

"Hmph. I am useless."

"You genuinely aren't Oboro, you know."

"Hehe I knew was something under that cold bitter soul." The other boy rolled his eyes.

"You didn't let me finish you can be used as a bad example."

It had been a few minutes and soon enough the whole room was done.... Except the door and the corner of shame.  Dabi tapped Oboro but noticed the other boy was fast asleep. Wow...the red head placed his friend onto the bed. Then left the room. He had decided to leave the door up. Which always serve as a reminder?!

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Anyone wanna bet who he's going to go meet?

:)