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Time to feed yall some cute PolyDoki fluff! You can take them as just friends here, or dating! TW: None! This iz fluffy fluff Fluff. ☁️ Synopsis: Just the Dokies baking and having a flour fight. Wholesome ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────
The sun streamed through the large kitchen window, illuminating the scene of delightful chaos. Flour dusted the countertops, and the sweet scent of chocolate filled the air as the dokis attempted to bake a cake for the festival. Laughter bounced off the walls, mixing with the sounds of clattering bowls and whirring mixers.
Natsuki, the self-proclaimed chef of the group, stood at the center. She surveyed the scene with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "Okay, team! We need to focus if we want this cake to actually resemble something edible!"
Sitting on the counter, Sayori grinned, her hands covered in flour. "But you love us, don't you?" she teased, winking at her.
"Don't say that every time you make a mess!" Natsuki shot back. "D-dummies..." she muttered.
Beside Sayori, Monika rolled her eyes playfully, her own hands busy mixing a bowl of frosting. "I think the mess is part of the charm. It's our signature style!" she chimed in, her voice light and teasing.
"Signature style? More like disaster," Natsuki retorted. She turned to the final member of their quartet, Yuri, who was dutifully cracking eggs into a bowl, a look of deep concentration on her face.
"Yuri's the only one actually doing something!" Natsuki said, rolling her eyes.
"Is this real? Natsuki complimenting Yuri?" giggled Sayori.
"S-Sayori!!! Yuri's a dummy!" Natsuki exclaimed, covering her eyes with her hands.
Yuri looked up, her purple eyes brightening. "E-eh, Natsuki??"
Natsuki sighed. "Just forget it, Yuri."
"Uh, Natsuki... it's okay. I like being part of this—mess and all. Besides, I wouldn't want to miss a moment with all of you," Yuri said, flashing a shy smile that made everyone's heart swell.
"See? That's the spirit!" Monika exclaimed, setting her bowl down and stepping over to Yuri, wrapping her arms around her in a quick hug. "We're all in this together!"
"M-Monika..." mused Yuri.
Sayori, wanting to keep the lighthearted mood, dramatically scooped up a handful of flour and tossed it in the air. "Flour fight!" she shouted, laughing as the white powder floated down around them.
"Oh no!" Natsuki gasped, but it was too late. The kitchen erupted into laughter as Monika retaliated, grabbing a handful of frosting and aiming it right at Sayori.
In the ensuing chaos, flour and frosting flew everywhere, and the kitchen turned into a playful battleground. Even Natsuki found herself laughing uncontrollably, her earlier frustration forgotten. As she grabbed a spatula to defend herself, she caught a glimpse of Yuri, who was trying to hide behind the mixer, her face a picture of surprise and joy.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of playful warfare, they all collapsed onto the floor, panting and covered in a delightful mess. Natsuki looked around at her friends, their faces smeared with frosting and flour.
"Ugh... now we have to clean this mess! I hate you guys..." grumbled Natsuki.
"I know!! I'll trick MC into doing it for us!" yelled Sayori.
"Uh, Sayori...? That's not..." mumbled Yuri.
"Hey, I'm in on this too! Let's trick MC!" grinned Monika.
"O-okay then," said Yuri.
"Fine... I guess we could do it... so we can spend more time together."
"See? I told you! You do love us," Sayori said, grinning widely.
"Of course I do!" Natsuki replied, rolling her eyes. "But let's try to keep the next baking session a little less... messy?"
Monika sat up, wiping frosting from her cheek. "No promises! But I think this is what makes us us."
"Agreed," Yuri added, her smile warm and sincere. "As long as we're together, it doesn't matter how messy things get."
They all shared a laugh, the warmth of their bond wrapping around them like a cozy blanket. In that moment, amid the chaos and laughter, they knew that their love—messy and beautiful—was what truly mattered.
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