Yuu can do it!

Deuce and the no good, very bad day

There was a long, tense moment, as everyone eyed each other up. Wondering if this was all worth it. The Yuus and Deuce were largely unconfrontational, but Grim seemed up for a fight (which was why Kuroki used his recently-freed hands to grab him and tug the monster into his chest). Delinquent A and Delinquent B's eyes both zeroed in on Ito, and they tensed, but then they realized that the only thing Ito had was a very unwieldy milk jug and seemed to decide that they could risk it.

Delinquent B shoved Deuce.

And, it seems, that Deuce's trick to carry many bags did not account for him being shoved.

The eggs fell to the ground, and there was a collective wince at the audible crack of the fragile things inside breaking.

"Man, you can't break eggs in this economy," Enma complained quietly, kneeling to pick up the bag and check the damage.

Deuce, however, was strangely silent.

And then he looked up, his eyes narrowed dangerously. "You sure like picking fights, huh? You knew your egg was broken earlier, and yet you still tried to fight us over it despite the fact that it wouldn't have helped. And now you've broken our eggs."

"That's even," said Delinquent A.

"I'm not great at math, but I don't think one and six are equal," Deuce said. He smiled, but it wasn't kind. "Pay for the eggs. And apologize to the chickens."

Ito's eyebrows knit together. Did Deuce just say...? They traded glances with Enma and Kuroki, who looked just as confused as they did. Then, because surely they had to have heard wrong, the Yuus looked at Delinquent A and B, who looked just as thrown off... huh. Deuce really had said that.

"Dude..." said Delinquent B, reeling enough from the strange phrase their friend had just uttered to almost sound apologetic: "They're still in the bag. They haven't touched the ground. You can still eat 'em."

"Yeah! Honestly, you should be thanking us for saving you the trouble of breaking them!" Delinquent A chimed in, elbowing his friend in the side playfully.

"Oh, so now broken eggs are fine as long as they're in the container," Kuroki muttered, bitterly, so quiet that Ito barely heard him despite the fact that their friend was pressed against their back, just barely peeking at the brewing fight over their shoulder.

Ito pressed their lips together thinly to hide a smile.

Deuce mumbled something that Ito actually didn't catch, but they did catch the way that his fists clenched.

Delinquent A raised an eyebrow. "What'd you say?"

"I. Said. That this is no laughing matter, assholes."

The Yuus all frowned at each other.

And then, as one, they backed up a step.

This did not seem to make the delinquents any calmer.

"Why do you get to decide what matters to us, huh? You see those?" He pointed at the bag of eggs in Enma's hand. Enma didn't seem particularly happy about the attention being brought back toward him. "They were going to turn into a delicious tart to make up for not gettin' to hatch into chickens! But now they can't!"

The Yuus shared another look, but this one was much less wary and much more Wait, WHAT?

"Uh," said Enma, visibly thrown. "They're still edible –."

"Now," Deuce said, ignoring him. He let the rest of the bags cascade to the floor, visibly preparing himself for a fight. "You're either goin' to fuckin' pay us back for those eggs, or I'm going to make your faces even uglier."