#{ Kiwa & Hitomi tag pending. }

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@angelatelier gets a starter!

😈 — She had all the groceries she needed for tonight's dinner, right? She had the pickled ginger, the green onion, the tenkasu, the takoyaki sauce, the katsuobushi, the aonori, the dashi, and everything needed to make the batter. Though it felt like she was missing something. Something very important. Yet she couldn't seem to put her finger on it no matter how much she thought about it. Hence why she decided that it would be best if she just went ahead and asked Kiwa if she might know what it was that she was missing. After all, Tamaki loved takoyaki and in order to do so, she had to make sure that she had absolutely everything needed.

😈 — "Kiwi, darling," she turns to face the other as she tilts her head with a cheerful (yet idiotic) smile present on her face, "do you happen to remember what else I need to make Maki's favorite dish? I feel as if I'm missing something important." Shifting the bag from her forearm to her right hand, she carefully opens the plastic and looks down into the opening while also showing Kiwa what was already held inside. "Yukio expects me to be home with the groceries before Maki gets home from his outing with Mirio and Nejire, especially since he's been taking care of the house while we've been out." Sending Hitomi to do tasks on her own was always a disaster in the making given how absolutely forgetful she was. One time she even got lost trying to make her way down the block to fetch some medicine for Tamaki when he was ten years old, it took her over two hours to make her way back home and the path to the drug store and back was a straight shot.

😈 — "I'm certain that Yukio and Maki would love to have you join us for dinner though! I know that you're always so very supportive of Maki whenever he's in your class and I heard that you're close with Taishiro as well so I think it'd be absolutely perfect~." Granted she wasn't aware of the fact Kiwa and Fatgum were somewhat involved with one another, or at least she pretended to not be aware anyway. Besides, Yukio had never been the type to tell Hitomi what she could and couldn't do (though that was mainly due to the fact that Hitomi had been the aggressor in their relationship before Tamaki was born).

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😈 — Normally Hitomi wasn't the type to socialize with others. Such a thing was to be expected if one knew about her origin, being a retired villain didn't leave room for friends. Yet, it seemed she was able to change all that after the birth of her son (giving her a chance to become someone new) and took on the identity of a softhearted mother. Doing her best along side her husband to try and create a new life for their child. Kiwa had become part of that change.

😈 — Having someone to spend time with certainly was enjoyable. Hitomi had only know the company of her husband (and then her newborn child) after giving up her life of crime, making the world seem oh so small. And in addition to making a friend, Kiwa was someone she could trust, even after she had witnessed her kill someone on the street for threatening the safety of her child. That was the kind of thing that friendships were made out of, or at least that's what Hitomi believed anyway.

😈 — Hence here the two of them were causally shopping for groceries, having idle conversation with one another. She had to admit that she rather enjoyed this change of pace thanks to her new lifestyle.

😈 — "Google, hmm? I'll leave that to you, Kiwi~." Hitomi had never really been one for using technology. Honestly, it just wasn't her kind of thing (even if it would be more helpful) regardless of what he son told her about it. People should consider themselves lucky that she even decided to get a cellphone in order to keep in contact with her child. If it weren't for that... personal visits and handwritten letters would be the only way to get her to communicate (same goes for her husband).

😈 — "Octopus, yes! That's it." She happily claps her hands together, a bright smile now taking over her once child-like expression. Goodness, it really was a good thing that she had decided to bring Kiwa along because otherwise would have probably been here for another two hours or so (maybe even left without the key ingredient).

😈 — With Kiwa now holding the shopping bag, Hitomi takes this opportunity to scurry on over to the refrigerated produce. Snatching up a few pieces, she quickly makes her way back to the taller woman. Octopus now in hand, she turns her attention back to Kiwa — allowing a playful fit of laughter to escape her lips when hearing the other's response. "Perfect, then I'll make sure to make dessert as well, after all... a good meal always needs dessert~!"

😈 — What she would make she wasn't exactly sure, but that was the fun of cooking.

❥ Kiwa was always more than glad to join Hitomi for running errands. It was lovely to get extra time to spend with a friend, but she also enjoyed being able to help out. Usually, she carried all the bags (considering her strength) and helped Hitomi get through crowds. Her height came in handy when it came to signaling to others to get out of their way. However…

Grocery shopping was not something she was good at. Kiwa was banned from cooking at home (her brother would actually throw a fit if he caught her trying) due to a series of.. fires and other mishaps. Cooking in any way wasn’t her forte, and thus… asking her about ingredients was kind of pointless. She lived off premade meals and take out… and whenever Shion would stop by to cook dinner for the both of them.

Kiwa thought for a moment as she glanced into Hitomi’s bag of ingredients, clearly not having any idea herself. She let out a somewhat nervous sigh and knew she had to admit she also had zero clue.

“Erm… I dunno either. Les’ Google it!” The Internet would ALWAYS have the right answer!!! Totally. Kiwa removed her (very blinged out) phone from her pocket and switched it on. Manicured fingers made quick work of opening the search engine and looking up a list of ingredients needed. She held the phone out to the smaller woman and let her take a look at the list on the screen.

“Octopus, right?” she asked as she took the bag from Hitomi, pretending to check inside again to be sure that was indeed what was missing. Truthfully, it was simply a clever way to take the bag and hold it for her without Hitomi feeling bad at all for Kiwa carrying all their bags.

She was grateful for the invitation to dinner, but almost choked on air at the mention of her getting along with Taishiro. Oh boy. She was not expecting to be somewhat called out like that. It was true, though— she did have somewhat of a soft spot for the other hero. “Well, s’ long as it’s okay for me to join, I’d love to!”

She wasn’t going to pass up a meal… better than something microwaved!