A Little Crazy | Jyugo x Reader [NANBAKA]

Chapter 30 - Fluffy, soft, death.

Made 8/31/2021

Pickup Line Of The Day: If you let me borrow a kiss, I swear I'd give it right back.

Random Fact Of The Day: The smell of a skunk can be detected by a human a mile away. Ew.

Hope you enjoyed your stay at hotel bitch, and room service will be with you soon. Also, long chapter. Haha.

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"Is anyone else bored?" Rock sighed, throwing the magazine he was reading on side of him.

"Yeah." Everyone agreed in unison.

"Wanna escape?" Jyugo suggested.

"No."

"We could go to my game room?" Uno put his suggestion too.

"No."

"Watch a cartoon?" Nico nodded to the TV.

"No."

"Eat brunch?" Rock patted his stomach.

"No."

"Man, we've got no ideas." Uno flopped on the ground, his face squished in boredom.

"We have (y/n)." Jyugo pointed towards you, and you flinched away in response.

"Excuse me?" You looked at him in disbelief, and then at everyone else staring at you.

"Do something cool." He sat in front of you, and soon everyone came over too.

"Like what?"

"That energy and wind thing you do." Nico waved around his hands dramatically, trying to emphasize what you do.

"Oh. Uhm-" You fiddled with your fingers, before sending little bits of wind through their hair.

"Come on, do something bigger!" Uno clapped, encouraging you.

"Yeah! We'll be fine." Rock cheered you on too, ready for something big.

"Okay."

You gathered up the energy in the room and expelled it in the middle of all of you, creating what was like a baby tornado. Once the wind stream looked steady enough, you delicately wrapped black strands of magic inside of it for color.

"Wow! You're amazing, (y/n)-chan!" Nico put his foot in the tornado, lifting his body a little before backing away.

"YEAH!" Uno immediately jumped in, and the wind carried him in the air instead of spinning him around.

"That looks like fun!" Nico jumped in next, and soon everyone was floating somewhere on the ceiling except Jyugo & you.

"Be careful, you guys!" You worried for them, but they were having too much fun to be concerned.

"Hey, (y/n)! Can you make us fly?" Rock flapped around, and you laughed at his silly behavior.

With a little stream from the tornado, you made all of them a fluffy cloud to sit on that could be controlled based on which way they leaned. It was something simple; perfect for them.