By now, all of the guys have arrived. I've seen quite a lot of them exchange glances after they look at me. Bakugo is sitting in the corner of the room, not talking to anyone. I notice his outfit had changed. It's the same blue and white tones as mine! He color-coordinated our outfits! How cute. We all walk as a group (which has got to look quite odd to any normal people) to my house, and it's empty. My mom and dad are overseas. I unlock the door and welcome them, allowing Jiro to play her music and Aoyama to hang purple banners for me, he said the place needed some sparkle, whatever that meant. I went over to the kitchen and got out ingredients and a bowl. Cake! I notice Bakugo staring at me from across the room as I dance around whilst cracking eggs and pouring them into the pan. He's smiling. I don't ever see that happen. I grab the flour and get lost in thought, and before you know it, boom! "Kyaaa!" I dropped the flour everywhere!!! Bakugo rushes over, followed by some other girls. "What the hell do you think you're doing over here, idiot?! You just made a huge ass mess, you klutz!" He runs around looking for something to clean it up with. Uraraka walks over. "Lucky you! You were wearing your apron, how nice, now your outfit is fine! Let's keep that apron on!" I nod. "Can I show you a trick I use? I don't think you can quite do it, but I know I can." She walks over to the bag that I dropped and seals it back up, touching it with all of her fingertips, and it rises to the ceiling. "I have to make sure it's sealed or else when I release it'll go everywhere like it did just now. Makes more room." I smile greatly. "That's so cool! At least your quirk can actually do something productive.. Mine can't really do much." She turns her head. "What's your quirk? I don't remember." I sigh. "I've got colors. It's a really long explanation, mind if I explain later?" She nods and walks off. I look down onto the floor to see Bakugo wearing my father's old apron, vigorously scrubbing the floor. I can't help but laugh. "What the hell are you laughing at?! Get down here and help me clean up this mess you made, idiot!" I grab and wet a sponge and start cleaning, and Bakugo stops. I don't mind, I made the mess myself. I look up and I see Mina filming, and she motions for me to look up. The flour is still in the air. "Uraraka, release the flour!!!" She looks at me and nods. It falls right onto the counter, and I'm met with murderous eyes looking straight into mine. "What are you trying to pull? Go converse with everyone else." Bakugo is BAKING. He's mixing everything together!! It looks so good so far, a whole lot better than mine whenever I make it. I go over and start to party. Jiro's music is actually really nice!
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NOT WRITING ANYMORE - Prism x Bakugou (Prisugo)
Teen FictionI'll be editing the description for this later, right now I just need to fit 3 chapters into one night lol, help me. ⚠️ SWEARING ⚠️ Anyone else notice how much Prisugo sounds like a pasta sauce? Wow. I need to get a life. Information on Prism here:...
