It was finally time for Akari to go home.It was barely 6 when he was told to call it a day. So he managed to round up Dr.Pickles into his backpack and walked out without saying bye to his Uncle.
As soon as him and Aizawa had gotten comfortable on the couch, he was called to work as a hero-Which he didn't mind at all with his uncle coming in soon to close the store down. He didn't want his freckles to be glowing as bright as they had been earlier. He'd be made fun of by his uncle and he wasn't ready to that kind of incounter. Akari told Denki and his friends to leave to get some rest. Aizawa mentioned that they had hero training the next day so they needed to do homework and sleep(but we all know that probably didn't even happen).
His apartment was quiet when he walked in. It usually always was even if Dr.Pickles was home. Said feline pulled himself out of the bag as he was sat on the ground. Chirping sounded from him as he ran around rubbing his body on every corner.
"You were literally here this morning." Akari shook his head before going into the kitchen.
Unlike being a master baker, Akari wasn't the best chef in the world. Hell, all he could make up until he was on his own was instant noodles and Chef-Boyardee ravioli. Being around his moms side of the family the last few years taught him the basics. Like putting a placemat on the counter before putting a hot cooking sheet of pizza rolls on top or leaving a stick of butter out to soften up is easier to put on toast than cold butter. The more you know.
The pizza rolls were done within a few minutes. He put some on a plate and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge on his way to the living room. He owned the entire box-set of The Office and he planned to binge watch it the rest of the night.
His living room wasn't that spectacular. He never had guests over so all that was in there was an odd looking rug, a T.V. on a small table, a fake plant in the corner and a loveseat that Akari called a couch. He was small enough to make the thing seem big so other peoples opinions didn't matter especially about the rug(plot twist it's a rug with Dr.Pickles face on it much like his bed set. It was a buy one get one deal). The area wasn't that big so just a few pieces of furniture seemed crowded, but it was home.
"PARKOUR" Michael Scott yelled as he rolled onto the couch in the entryway knocking over the lamp while Andy ran up to the front desk and hung off of it like a primate. He couldn't see what Dwight was doing with a big blob in the way.
"Hey, Cat. Why don't you do some of this? It'll get you into shape and maybe i could see the T.V. better" Dr.Pickles only looked at him from his spot sitting directly in front of the screen having paused from licking his toe beans.
"Merow."
"I'll take that as a no."
(A/N: sorry for the short chapter, but reading it and how cringey it is, it's going to be a filler because why not)
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Glowstick
Fanfiction-In which a glowing boy and his cat befriend a hero- *This takes place in the same universe as Blue Haired Idiot. Can be read as a stand alone* Akari is an easy going guy. He basically takes his spoiled cat every where with him, and even takes him t...
