(A/N) This is not important to the story, but, I found this picture. Also, doing things differently. I don't usually do these like this..
Yes. Just. Yes. Okay, legoo!!!! (If you didn't read the title, dimwit, You're a guy, and Mondo = Curse words. *Warnings*)
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~•~Your P.O.V.~•~
You combed your (H/L) hair down, and added hair spray. You turned around and looked in the mirror.
"Nice." You mumbled and finger-gunned yourself.
"(N)?" Called a voice. "(N)? Are you in there, child?"
You rolled your eyes. It was your mom. The only reason she would call you is to take care of your younger brother, make friends, or chase off one of her dumbass boyfriends.
"It's about Ouma!" She called.
'Brother.' You decided.
"Child!" She exclaimed. "You are the Ultimate Child Care Giver, aren't you?"
You let out a huge sigh and tossed a jersey on. You weren't very fond of your brother, though smart, he tried to throw you over the edge. On occasion, he succeeded, which ended up with you chasing him around the street to slap him. He never told your mother though, with him, that was always a secret.
You made your way to the small kitchen where your mother was, she was with her newest boy-toy, Aaron (a-aron). There she stood, probably high and standing by her boyfriend.
"Child!" She exclaimed as she saw you. "Go get Ouma."
You started to walk towards the maroon door outside, awaiting the troubles that your younger brother will soon hand over to you. On a sliver plate.
"(N)-niii!!!" He yelled out happily, wrapping his slim arms around you.
"Get off, serpent." You hissed at him, seeing through his tricks.
"Aww.." He pouted. "You saw riiight through me, didn't you, (N)?"
You nodded and began leading him to school, wishing that you weren't late. Suddenly, a gigantic motorcycle rode by you and your brother, almost hitting the smallest. You focused on who was driving the bike, on the back of his gang jacket, it said "Crazy Diamonds", you loomed in on their face, boy, you decided. You didn't see much of it, but, once feature was clear. He had corn-cob hair.
'Mondo Owada?'
"Mondo Owada?! What the hell!" You exclaimed.
"You son of a bitch! You almost ran me over!" A slight hint of nervousness hid itself in Ouma's eyes.
"You probably deserved it, you worthless price of shit!" Mondo retorted. "Based on the ways that you treat (N)! You treat him like a piece of fucking shit left on the ground!"
"Uh.." You mumbled.
"Shut up, you stalker!" Ouma said. "You stalking us or something?"
"N-No.. This is bullshit!" He stammered, slightly blushing.
A smirk spread across your face. You and Ouma had one thing in common. You liked messing with people. "Aww, don't lie Mondo! I've seen your bike cross by where we've been!"
"Sh-Shut up! This is bullshit!" He rolled his eyes with a red hue on his cheeks. Mondo began to board his bike and left without a word.
"OoooOooohhhh~!" Ouma teased. "(N) has a boooyyyy friiiiend~!"
"Heh, guess so."
Maybe, just maybe, Mondo almost running over your brother was a good thing. Maybe, it was...Destiny?
Extended Ending
Taka: Bro? Why are you blushing? And nervous?
Mondo: This.. is.. BULLSHIT.
Taka: SHUT UP, NANCY!!!
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Danganronpa One-Shots (1,2,3,v3)
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