The Story Expansion Garden

🌻The Good, the Bad, and the Fashionable Pt 3/3🌻

🌻Before You Read 🌻

🌻Sorry for the long delay in waiting for this part. I started waaaay too many crossovers when I started this one, and then, admittedly, I forgot about it for a good chunk of time because life started getting hectic...I promise there won't be a long wait like last time for the final part.

🌻I want to give a special shoutout to Duke_Aaron for lending Blake (AKA, Argent), fluff_writer_ for creating Fukuro for this project, and riceygirl101 for lending Nozomi (AKA Flower Ivy). These writers were fine with Grim's and my OCs to roast their hero costumes. Keep in mind, while Sakura and Dani do that, in my opinion, these costumes were really well thought out and creative. If you haven't, go check out Ricey and Aaron's stories and Fluff's art on their profiles. They're really neat!

🌻 As always, a gigantic thanks to aBitGrim for letting me use their OC, Dani, and helping me out with his dialogue.

🌻Is this a Joke?🌻

Time seemed to have gone by quickly as we continued to critique the outfits. Sadly, only a handful more went into the pile of ones we thought were worthy of being considered the very best. Most were just utter garbage! How could my fellow designers let Pro Heroes walk out into the field the way that they did‽ After this, Dani and I would have to pay some of these Pros a visit just to simply lecture them about their poor life choices.

I handed the book over towards Dani after ripping the page of Foxglove out of the book and placing it in the good pile. Honestly, neither of us were surprised that Vittoria had placed the retired Pro Hero in there, especially since there were so many costumes that needed to be thrown in the garbage can and have that burn for all eternity.

The purple haired man didn't waste a second as he grabbed his wine glass and took a gulp out of it. My head dropped into my hand, not even wanting to know which Pro Hero had made Dani not even consider giving him a compliment.

"I swear, I'm going to kill this man for his lack of fashion sense," Dani sighed as he laid down the book, revealing a blinding costume of bright colors that just ended up clashing together. The Pro stood there, proud of what he had created, but the obnoxious orange and yellow costume complete with boots, gloves, and a cape was something far from fashionable.

To think I hung out with this guy in school.

"He's taking his nickname from high school way too seriously," I groaned. "Like, when is he going to realize he's not a literal fruit!"

"Hey, he's your friend, and you let him walk out the house like that," Dani accused. "How dare you‽"

I snapped my head up at him, feeling my eyes widened. Dani did not just say that. There was no way. Yet, looking at him, he just grabbed the unopened bottle of wine sitting between us, opened it, and poured himself another glass.

How many glasses was this for him? I had lost count long ago. Not that it really mattered. We both needed the alcohol for the atrocious costumes that designer forced us to witness.

"Hey, I never said I liked the guy, okay," I defended myself. "Do you think I liked getting blinded by that guy on a daily basis?

Dani shook his head. "You still could have stopped him from looking like a fucking traffic cone. He's a safety hazard waiting to happen. If anything, you could have put a stop to it."