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Daily dose of diabetes
ft. ei’s cooking skills
” Yᴇᴀʜ, 이런 가사 한 마디가 “
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Ms l/n’s scrunklies 🥺
20 participants
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Yanf3i
who named the gc
not that i disagree
Yeetoes69
me 😎😎😎
a troo alepha never naimes
a boreng gc 🥶🥶💪💪💪💪
ayaa_ka
Hi everyone 🤗
Yanf3i
if only everyone was like
ayaka sigh
Yoooe.miya
^^^
Ginger
HI
also what is this gc for again
Yeetoes69
oh i 4got
@shinoboo can u xplaen
again
pls
I’ll buy icecream for u with da
bois
shinoboo
And make another kid cry?
Please don’t
Also this gc was requested by
ms. L/n to plan mr. Raiden’s b
day
If I haven’t met anyone here, hi. I’m Shinobu,
one of ms. L/n’s homeroom students
besteacher
interesting gc name 🥺
Also good afternoon guys!
Yanf3i
Afternoon!
Yoooe.miya
hey heyyyy
whotao
My offer for membership is still
up 🥰
Ginger
Hiiii 💪💪
whotao
who invited him to the gc
Also @child why are you even
in art outside of snehaydha
howveer tf u spell it
Yanf3i
Right, isnt that a private department??
xinyass
^
Xiao
^
I’m surprised the school even
gave him the test
Looking at his middle school grades
Rosaria
^
barara<3
^ (I don’t know why everyone
is sending this 🙃)
fanfic.slut
@Xiao did u srsly think he got
in through test
💸💸💸💸💸
Ginger
anyways
my mom wanted me to do art
buet my teacher was a crusty
old lady older than my gramma that
screams at everyone
and I heard that there’s a candy teacher
so i moved only my art class over 💪
Best decicisoon eveer
❤️ by 15 others
besteacher
AWEE ☺️
But anyways, does anyone have any spare balloons I can steal??
I’m going to a crafts shop later today and
want to check what I have to buy and what
we already have
YunJ1n
Oh I have about 20 ish left after
my concert last week!
besteacher
perfectt
Now reminder to everyone that didn’t
come to the meeting at Inazuma depart
office on Fri
Come again on Monday to sign the
card!!
(Or no candy)
Yeetoes69
Alredy siened it and got
my smartees 🥶🥶
shinobu said it has tings
that macke u smeart in
it
😈😈😎😎💪💪💪💪
Yanf3i
I always get at least two
strokes trying to read your
messages 💀
Switch your history to Ms. Yae
for a month
I heard it’s effective
Yeetoes69
NHJOOO
OOM
NKOOOO
NO
NOT MS YAER
XBAJROWHEBQKSICH
shinoboo
He got traumatized after she
bet his candy for a question
and he lost 8 times in a row
Itto still owes ms Yae 4 pcs of candy
whotao
sounds like a skills issue to me
she scary tho
Ginger
FR 😭😭
whotao
who gave you permission to speak. 💀
Xiao
First and last time I’m agreeing with
Hu Tao.
whotao
EW WHO SPELLS MY NAME
WITH BOTH FIRST AND LAST CAPITAL
🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢
also why tf are you in visual
arts #2
besteacher
I’m going now kiddos
dont spam while I sleep or ill crawl through
your window tonight 😍
whotao
BYEE ILY MS
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Smiling at the screen, Y/n closed the group chat after seeing most students going offline soon after. It was 10 in the morning and her housemate was still sleeping in his room. For the sake of world peace, she decided it would be wise to leave him be.
Most of the ingredients for a custom matcha cake was already present in the kitchen, just some green tea power needed. Now, one would think when she would get the chance to bake a cake without the birthday boy knowing? It was simple. She got some friends to drag Scaramouche out while preparing the things.
Mr. Mahamatra, or Cyno, apparently had quite the reputation over in Sumeru, especially amongst what is standardized as troublesome students. -Which she frankly didn’t believe after having met him a few times and listening to his jokes for a solid 20 minutes straight. He would’ve taken Scaramouche’s place as the demonic teacher if the said blue head wasn’t in the school. Although, Y/n did find his jokes to be genuinely funny. The way he says it with such a straight and serious face and it contorts into one holding behind laughter…
Along with him, Y/n also managed to get mr. Gandharva and Kamisato to go along. Apparently Ayaka’s older brother worked as a literature teacher in Inazuma.
Did she realize this would end up terribly?
…Yes.
But it’s about time those introverts get out and meet some people their age! Make friends, and maybe even find a girlfriend or boyfriend. Y/n wan’t too concerned for the biology teacher. But rather the fact Cyno was with him. The two had a love-hate friendship, which she seriously doubted was going to be a ‘friendship’ for long. Actually, her housemate himself was who she was most concerned for. Especially with Ayato there.
Eh. It’ll all work out somehow in the end.
“Scaraaa! I’m going out for grocery and shopping, text me if anything’s out.”
She locked the door behind herself and drove off to the nearest mall. Basic groceries, some party poppers, picture frames, wrapping paper, and so on.
Time to go empty out those (already empty) teacher salary wallets.
☆
Scaramouche was contemplating life and existence.
He laid there on his bedsheets, staring up at the somehow paint splattered ceiling. The whole house wasn’t free of a certain teacher’s traces somewhere. No one would’ve been surprised to hear the reason every room and walls were a different shade of colour was also hers to blame. He wanted to get up and go downstairs. Do something- anything. But his body wouldn’t move to his mind’s commands. It was almost as if he was stuck on the bed, not able to move a single inch.
His eyes searched around the room, as if that would give him motivation to rise up and live again. Then a painting came into sight.
….
“I broke the wall.”
“Huh?”
“I punched it, now there’s a hole.”
“Oh… Your hand good?”
“…”
“Archons! Go to Bubu pharmacy right now, I’ll deal with the wall.”
It was a framed painting of that one painting of daffodiles. But looking at the signature at the bottom, it was drawn by a very certain teacher. Scaramouche himself was no unskilled artist, but he would be stupid to anyone to lie about her talent.
Back then he was going through a minor scaled meltdown (minor in his scale), and the first thing he did after nearly going insane was punching the wall. Which left a hole. And concerned neighbors. Y/n managed to explain to Yae and Ei that she was rearranging some furniture for the new housemate, when something slid and hit the wall. They laughed it off and it ended like that.
“Don’t cause trouble for her, she already has enough on her plate.”
The voice of Ei echoed in his mind. Shut up. He knows. He knows that he’s the selfish one in the picture, a one way frenemy relationship.
“My, I wonder if ms. L/n knows what she’s truly dealing with~”
…Did she really?
“It’s honestly a surprise to see how persistent she is. I know you hate people, but I would try to keep her around if I were you.”
He knew he knew he knew. But did she? Was she truly offering a hand without even expecting a single something back? Was that woman aware that her efforts would just go down to waste one day? That trying to rise him up was like attempting to pull a tree out of its roots.
“Scaracooch! Can you help me bring in the groceries?? Don’t tell me you’re leaving a fragile young lady to carry all the stuff.” Y/n’s voice followed the sound of a door being half slammed open. Shufflings came from downstairs, and eventually the sounds of soft thumping on the stairs. “Are you still asleep you little blue roach?”
Knocking on the entrance, Y/n awaited response before creaking it open. It revealed a dead looking male in the middle of crinkled sheets surrounded by coffee cans. Pens and crumbled papers layered the floor, while the shut closed windows were not letting in a single ray of afternoon sunshine through the room. “Wakey wakey you teenager, we’re cleaning your room after organizing groceries.”
She approached the bed carefully, avoiding stepping on the empty cans on the floor. The teacher soon grabbed his pale hand, rising his figure up from the prison of the comforters. His indigo eyes widened as the his body was lifted up from the imaginary shackles of his bed, suddenly standing back on two feet.
“So much for ‘I’m eating out’ for the the past couple of days, isn’t it so mr. Raiden?” Y/n sighed as she dragged her coworker out the room, that eventually became like a cage to him. Kunikuzushi stared at the softer hand gently grabbing onto his wrist, unharsh yet firm enough to not accidentally slip off.
“Wash your hands! I bet you know where everything goes.”
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Ei <3
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Ei
Y/n?
I have a quick question
about sweet madames
You
Hm?
Ei
It’s normal for them
to be black, correct?
You
um…. mind sending
a picture?
Ei
I let it cool for a few
minutes, but it didn’t
really seem to help
Perhaps I should put
food coloring on it?
You
NO
I mean-
It looks a little.. Too
burnt to eat
Try cutting through the
top layer to look at the
inside?
Ei
It’s the same inside
Does that mean the inner
parts are fine?
You
I- don’t think so
It would be the best to
throw it out? Me and
scaramouche made some
mushroom skewers, we’ll
come over tonight 🙂
If u and miko don’t mind
ofc
Ei
You’re always welcomed
here
..Would you mind bringing
some desserts while at it?
You
👍👍
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“Can we go over to Ei’s house? She burnt down a bread that.. Seems to be an attempt at sweet madame.”
“Let her eat it and die.”
“That’s mean!”
Y/n took the responce as a ‘yes’ and began placing the skewers onto a plate, decorating the empty areas with fruits and vegetables. Scaramouche sat on a chair by the dining table, sulking after she had just banned canned coffee from him within the house. The only exception of caffeine for him now was two cups of tea in a day.
She helped clean up his dump of a room earlier. Yes. A grown ass man working as a teacher needing helping with cleaning his room littered with empty caffeine drinks and clothes covering the chair. She never mentioned that part, only nagging at him like a mother hen about the amount of trash littering the floors. She didn’t touch any of his belongings other than lifting something up to clean underneath either.
“Let’s go! Oh, could you grab the green bowl in the fridge? It’s padisarah pudding I made last night.” Scaramouche rolled his eyes and pulled on the fridge door while you filled the empty dishes in the sink with water. “Yep that’s the one. Hurry old man, skewers are best warm.”
What ever went through her seemingly air-filled mind.
“You’re calling me a teenager and then a old man the other minute..”
He didn’t and wouldn’t understand.
“A puberty hit teen in an old man’s body!” She ran out towards the door soon after, not wanting to face him after saying that. He shook his head and followed soon after. Just the smell of the sugary pudding made him want to throw the bowl across the street, but he held it in.
Luckily or unluckily, the destination was just next door.
Yae greeted the duo with a sly smile at the door. “Good evening. Oh? It seems Ei didn’t mention a familiar guest.” She let the door fully open and stepped aside, letting them in. The smell of burnt food immediately rushed into Y/n’s senses the moment a foot was placed in the house. Ei was by the kitchen, staring at a pile of blackness sitting on top of a tray.
Scaramouche subconsciously stood behind his roommate and stared at her back, counting how many flowers were etched onto the sweater. He would’ve stared at anything if it mean avoiding eye contact with a certain woman in the kitchen. Ei noticed their entry and finally looked up. “Hello. Please take a seat, I apologize about the inconvenience.”
“What do you mean by that? I’m more than happy to have more people to eat with! I’ll just place this here.” Y/n began a small conversation with her, asking about her day and vice versa. She was a little awkward with carrying on the double sided conversation, but soon let go of the tension. Yae watched for a bit before nearly bursting in laughter.
By the corner, Kunikuzushi was sitting there in all his glory. Holding a bowl in one hand, the other shoved inside his pocket. He looked like a kid standing by idly as his mom talked with a middle school best friend. Not moving an inch, looking to the direction Y/n walked off to before staring down at the floor. Miko smiled to herself from the sight and began to inch over to him.
The male immediately noticed this and scowled. He stomped over to the table and placed the dessert down, taking a seat begrudgingly. Ei took a glimpse of him before turning her eyes back to Y/n, as if afraid of making eye contact with a certain individual.
Her and Yae shared a knowing glance with each other. One was amused, while the other was dying from in the crossfire of tension.
“Um… Well, let’s dig in!” Rubbing the back of her neck, as Y/n suggested with a smile while picking up a skewer. Everyone did the same, tossing back conversations between munching on the perfectly cooked meat. Some had vegetables and creative decorations filling the stick, some just had the solid ingredients of chicken and a single mushroom. One could easily tell which of the two makers made each skewer.
Swallowing the last meat by the bottom, the youngest teacher in the room placed the stick down. “Anything interesting planned for next week?”
“Not really. Me and Ei planned a date to Asase cat cafe, I heard it’s rivaling with Amakumo right now.” Her eyes brightened at the sound of the familiar cat cafe. “Really? I haven’t been there in a while, I wonder how all the kitties are doing..”
Yae elegantly pushed the containts of the skwer onto her plate before eating it. All her movements seemed so.. Graceful. It almost felt she should’ve been honoured to be eating with her in the same air.
Meanwhile, Scaramouche was picking at his food before taking the most microscopic bite humanity ever witnessed. He pursed his lips before giving up and placing his utensil down. Y/n immediately glanced at him and tilted her head slightly. The male didn’t give an exact response, but stared into space again. At least pestering him to not use his device when eating was beginning to take effect.
Poking his ankle slightly with her (socked) foot, he immediately snapped his head up.
“Are you good? You’ve barely touched the food, you can go back if you’d like.” Y/n reached out to the glass of water and took a sip, before shriveling at the unexpected coldness. Scaramouche looked down at his plate and rolled his eyes. But this time, not even sarcastic emotion was put into the action. “Is it a sin to not be hungry?”
Shrugging, she placed the glass down. “Fair enough.” Miko watched the entire interaction, her mouth almost dropping down to her feet.
To think that she’d ever see the day with mr. Raiden with such a gentle expressions once again.
“Have you heard about Arataki vandalizing school property again?”
“Vandalizing…. Oh, you mean those symbols with ‘Arataki gang’ beneath them?”
“You would be correct. Young miss Shinobu was busy running around taking them down once more. I do feel some sympathy for her.” Y/n sweatdropped at Yae’s testimony. Itto was a cheerful student, but he was a little too free. Other teachers had confronted her about this matter multiple times.
“I did warn him more than a few times.. But most students just laugh off my warnings.” Laughing awkwardly, she looked at her lap in shame. “Although, I guess this is my price for not being able to properly discipline my students.”
The pink haired female popped another mushroom into her mouth. She did pass by her class a few times and knew exactly of all the things going on, but decided to not say anything.
Scaramouche finally shoved a piece of cooked chicken down his throat and scowled. He did it because of the constant kicks his companion threw at him under the table, but she suddenly stopped. His head still facing the table, he lifted his eyes to the seat across from him. It seemed like the only extrovert’s mood affected the whole table.
Y/n soon realized how silent the table got and quickly threw a cheerful smile once again.
How he hated that smile. One that tells everyone that they’re alright, one that almost seems so genuine.
“I’m sure he doesn’t intentionally do it to harm others, I’ll give him a word aga-“
“Give him to me.” Everyone’s attention latched onto him. The Raiden sighed. “His math class is in Liyue department. Move his class into mine, I’ll show him every letter of the word obedience.”
The sound of a pin dropping would echo and ring at that moment. Miko was a hair’s width away from laughing like there was no tomorrow, Ei looked as if she would fall off the chair any second, and Y/n… Was about to join her father on his afterlife.
Mr. Raiden. Just offered out of goodness in his heart, to discipline a student she was somewhat struggling with.
Yae eventually swallowed her urges with a glass of water and put on a teasing smirk once more. The only male teacher in the table seemed to have realized his words, reality finally slapping him in the face. “Oh my.. It may just seem that the rumors mr. Raiden is dying is true. Y/n, what hospital should I be visiting next week?”
Her cheeks slightly flushed as reality also gave her a harsh slap. It’s just a friendly offer (friendly in his dictionary) very ever so slightly out of character for Scaramouche.. Nothing more. She shouldn’t be this surprised about someone being nice! He’s probably also just frustrated with Itto and wants to take care of the problem as quickly as possible.
…Right?
“Huh? Kunikuzushi, you’re sick?? You look like you have a fever.”
“Shut up, I never said anything.”
“Haha… Oh, let’s eat the pudding now.”
Ei looked at the two younger teachers as they began bickering and threw sarcasm at one another. It was mostly Scaramouche insulting the latter and her saying something in a irritating tone for him to hear, or her dodging the comments entirely.
Although his words were harsh, one who knew him for a while would realize the empty insults and comments. Almost like he just wanted a reply for his words.
“This tastes like you smashed all the sugar from the world and mashed it in a bowl. How have you not gained diabetes yet.”
“Did you know that an average person can consume up to 5.4 pounds of sugar before dropping dead?? I was pretty close to it once!”
“What the fuck.”
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So I was reading this and I went like damn why’re they not kissing yet 😡😡😡 then I checked the author and realized it was me 💀
This was more of a filler chap I wrote at 1 am so the next one will be better 🥺 hopefully
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