Late Night Snack

This was a thing I wrote for sugarybun as part of the Kiibouma exchange on tumblr. I literally speed wrote the entire thing at 1 am, so forgive me if it seems rushed ;;

"Ouma-kun, please hurry up..." Kiibo yawned out.

"Just hold on a sec, I'm almost done!" Ouma hissed back. His eyes scanned across the vast selection of processed foods and snacks, "Mmmmn... that pocky sure looks good." He turned around to look at the other row, "Ooh, but the salt and vinegar chips!"

As Ouma ran over to retrieve the chip bag, Kiibo set the shopping basket down and took out some of the snacks. "If we're going to buy chips, then you can't have the chocolate-covered biscuits or the grape lollipop."

"What, no!" Ouma rushed over with the chips and snatched the food away, "Not my grape-flavoured lolly! I need this to live!"

The robot frowned, "Unfortunately Ouma-kun, we're on a tight budget, and you've already filled the basket with nothing but snacks. You need to put one of these back or we're not buying any of them." Kiibo reached up to rub at his eyes, "Not to mention the ungodly time you dragged me out at... What are you even going to do with all this food at three a.m.?"

"Eat it, duh!" Ouma exclaimed. He stared down at the chips, and after an exaggeratedly tearful goodbye, placed them back on the shelf and dumped the other two snacks in the basket. He sniffled, "Goodbye, chips..."

Kiibo paid no mind to Ouma's theatrics and peered at him with concern, "You'll get a stomach ache from all this. At least put half of it back...?"

The shorter boy shook his head, "Nope!"

"A quarter then? Please Ouma-kun, we can't pay for all this—"

"Uuugh, fine. You're such a big meanie, Kiiboy." He pouted and crouched down beside the basket, digging his fingers in to reach the bottom. "It's not like I needed the orange chocolate anyway..."

He let out a relieved sigh, and observed Ouma as he sifted through the basket, searching for what to put back. He yawned again and crouched down with him. Why was he at a convenience store with Ouma and not their dorm room again?

Oh, right; it was because the little grape gremlin decided that the random hunger pangs he'd been woken up by in the middle of the night were more important than either of their rest.

The robot inwardly groaned. It wasn't like he was bothered about the time he'd been woken up at; heck, he wasn't even worried about money. What he was really concerned over was Ouma himself. As far as he knew, it was unusual for a human to start getting hungry at two a.m. (unless he'd skipped a meal, but Kiibo was always there with him whenever he ate, so he doubted that was the case).

He shrugged. It must've been something that was unique to Ouma; wouldn't've been the first time that something only applied to him. Although he still hoped it was just an occasional thing.

The robot shifted his gaze from the basket back up to where he'd thought Ouma would be, but the dark-haired male was no longer there. Kiibo blinked, stood up and looked around the store. He saw the boy in question turn a corner behind one of the shelves. Kiibo picked up the basket and began quickly walking after him, "Ouma-kun, wait!"

He turned the corner and peered down the path leading to the entrance. Ouma was no longer there, and the only place he could've disappeared into were one of the isles. Fortunately, the convenience store was quite small, so it didn't take Kiibo very long to find him.

He turned into an isle filled to the brim with mechanical parts and tools. What kind of a convenience store is this? "Please don't just run off like that! What were you even doing?"