Blue Darkness (DabixReader)

18

"What about this one?" Asked Toga as she held up a pink frilly dress.

"I need something that looks more professional." I continued to search the racks.

I found a light blue dress with small white flowers all over it. It was perfect. I found a pair of white flats at another store and bought those too.

If I got the job at UA I would most likely need a new wardrobe. Unless they let me wear my suit but because I am an English teacher it probably won't be needed.

When we got back to the warehouse I headed up to Shigarakis office.

"I see you found something."

"Yeah. Here's the card," I pulled it out of my pocket and handed it to him. I set the bags on his desk and pulled out the dress. "This is the dress I got."

He looked confused at first but slowly said, "It looks like it will work nicely."

"Do you not like it?"

"I do. I just don't know much about fashion and it seems like you are asking for my approval."

"Oh. Sorry." I used a card that belonged to Shigaraki, wouldn't he want to know what I spent it on? Elijah did. Shigaraki is not Elijah, I reminded myself.
"Don't worry about it."

I stuffed the dress back into the bag.

"Are you prepared for the interview?"

"I think so."

"Good."

"Well I am going to go put this away."

He nodded. "I will see you later."

"Bye."

Next Day:

Someone knocked on my door. When I opened it Dabi was standing there. "Hi." I said.

"Hi. Twice found some cupcake mix in the cupboard last night and it was about to go bad so I was wondering if you wanted to help me make some?"

I laughed.

"What?"

"I just never imagined you to be the baking type."

"I am not."

"Then wh-"

"Do you want to or not?"

"I do."

"Then come on." He turned around and walked to the kitchen. I shut my door behind me and hurried after him.

"Where is everyone?" I asked when we got in the kitchen area.

"They all went out to see if there were any spots around UA that they could keep an eye on you tomorrow."

"Ah okay." I pulled out a bowl from a cupboard and set it on the counter. We began to add the ingredients.

"How are you feeling?" He asked me.

"I don't know. I was nervous earlier today but right now I don't feel nervous at all."

"That's good."

"I suppose so. I just feel like I am going to have to put on a fake personality and I don't know what that should be."

"You don't have to do that."

I looked at him. "What are you talking about?"

"Well you could just be yourself but change a few things."

"Like what?"

"Well you could be less bitchy."

I rolled my eyes and playfully hit his shoulder. "I am not bitchy."