[I understand... Okuyasu doesn't have the same unbridled enthusiasm for flower crowns - frankly this is embarrassing!! - but he's already agreed to this, so he's not going to make a fuss about it. He half-jogs the last bit of distance to catch up with her as they head for the flowers, wherever that is...]
Todoroki? [how are there people he still doesn't know in this, the smallest of towns] I thought mine was the best flower.
[The best flowers grow at the edge of the forest, naturally. And don't be silly, Okuyasu. He knows the truth! She knows that he knows the truth, and yet she still indulges him with a smile. It's a small price to pay for the chance to see him wear a flower crown...]
It is! [There! Don't make her wax poetic about it!!] But we needed other flowers for Iida, and Todoroki knew where to find purple ones. You really haven't met him yet? He's the guy with the red and white hair who's always with Deku.
[Yes, perfect, his flower is best flower, but remember: he is definitely not... flower guy. Whatever, he's satisfied and grins back at her, then shrugs. Some peppermint-head guy?? Hmm.]
I guess I keep going out whenever you come by to throw flowers on Iida. But this place is so small, I gotta run into him one of these days, right?
[Things Ochako will forever associate with this boy: the color blue, fishbucks, pretty sunflowers. His rep is officially dead. But ah, yes—Okuyasu befriending her friends. That's a great thing to think about as she resumes her hunt for those purple flowers.]
I hope so! Just don't take him too seriously, okay? He's nice, but he can be...
[Cold? Blunt? Easily annoyed by LOUD PEOPLE? There's an awkward little pause as she imagines the many things that could go wrong with a random encounter.]
No? He's a little hard to read, that's all. I still don't know what he's thinking most of the time.
[That's not exactly a sterling defense, but please forgive her, Todoroki!! It's just that purple and grey flowers are finally visible in the not-so-distant clearing, and while she normally would take the time to paint a better picture... well, there's a more pressing issue at hand. Goodbye, Okuyasu! She's just going to wave at him over her shoulder as she runs ahead yet again. This is becoming a trend.]
[So he's kinda weird, got it. Okuyasu will remember that and try... to be sensitive to his weirdness, for sure. Try. Because he's weird.
Anyway, bye Ochako?! He waves after her and wanders off to find a nice spot to flop down on the ground just like the last time, where he will wait patiently for the flowers of his demise to come back and join him. At least it's a nice day, although she runs the risk of finding him just dozed off in the grass if she takes more than, like, ten minutes to pick the best flowers. What a gamble!! Snoozing or just staring at the sky, very exciting.]
[Of course it takes her longer than ten minutes to collect an armful of perfect flowers? Duh? That's why she isn't even the slightest bit surprised to find Okuyasu napping once she finally makes her way back to him. It's hard to relax in the sun and not fall asleep, she knows, and so she resists the urge to wake him via a shower of flowers and just... stands there instead, taking advantage of this opportunity to study his sleeping(!) face. Ah, but seeing him look so relaxed is...
...Hmm. Carefully sinking down beside him, she spreads the flowers out in front of her before she begins weaving her first crown. It doesn't take long to finish, thanks to all of her recent practice, but even then she doesn't bother to shake him awake; she simply reaches over and gently—gently!!—places the purple and yellow circlet on his chest. Sleep well, Okuyasu! She's perfectly content to sit here for a while, quietly humming to herself as she works on a crown of her very own.]
[He kind of expects her to dump a bunch of flowers on him to wake him up, in the brief seconds before he actually falls asleep - that's probably why he doesn't resist the siren call of a good nap in the sun in the first place. Dumping flowers on him is a very Ochako thing to do! It's a reasonable assumption.
The point is, she doesn't wake him up, so he snoozes on. It's a very peaceful scene, undisturbed even after Okuyasu blinks himself awake again to find Ochako sitting right there. Ah, he completely slept through flower time—but... hmm. He can't help just looking up at her quietly, not calling attention to himself; if he could remember this precise moment, how content she looks...
Anyway— soon enough he realizes there's a flower crown sitting on him, and jeez, how long was he actually asleep? Ahem.]
[Watching over Sleeping Beauty isn't a particularly tough task. Ochako keeps herself occupied by continuously un-braiding and re-braiding her flower crown; in fact, she's still weaving long stems of grass into the band when he returns to the world of the living, but she pauses long enough to give him a warm smile.]
Good morning! Did you have a good nap?
[It looked like a good nap. Not that she was, you know... sneaking peeks at him or anything...]
[Caught like the dingus he is... He looks sheepish for all of two seconds, just because he did completely zonk out in the middle of flower crown time. See this? He can't be Okuyasu the flower guy now.
But alright, alright, enough about him napping?!] Yeah, yeah— these things have more, uh, stuff on 'em than I expected.
[He hasn't been inspecting the Iida decorations, so he more or less imagined some flimsy "Hawaiian" party favors, no offense.]
[These things have... character?? She had to throw in some sturdy (re: ugly) grey flowers to help give the whole thing its proper shape, but she tried to cover them up by adding as many of the purple flowers as she possibly could. The end result: his crown is big and loud and probably really embarrassing, and she looks incredibly proud of it.]
But you like them, right? Yours has all of the best flowers.
[She's putting the finishing touches on her own monstrosity, so he has a few more minutes to enjoy his crown-free life. As soon as he sits up, though...]
It's too small to be wreath! I could make an even bigger one, though? [Hmm. She shoots him an amused look.] Or maybe you should make a bigger one so I can take a nap.
I dunno how, and you can't teach me if you take a nap, so I guess not!
[So there!! He grins and pointedly folds his arms behind his head, staying right down here on the ground, where it's comfy and relaxing. No sitting up is on the immediate agenda, sadly.]
[Touché, but what a punk! He's going to sit up whether he likes it or not!! She's almost done tying her crown together, so just wait, Okuyasu... just wait...]
Really? But you won't have anyone to talk to if I take a nap, so then you'll get bored and fall asleep again.
[Does their ~calming touch~ work on each other? Do they even still have that ability? Mysterious. Anyway, she sets her finished crown to the side as she gives him a knowing look. Hmm. Hmm.]
[Forever, then? That's what she's getting from that, which is why she smiles down at him for a moment longer before she just... shrugs. Sure, Okuyasu. Okay.
And then, hoping that he's too lazy to dodge it, she reaches right over to gently smack him on the arm. It's time to get up!!]
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Todoroki? [how are there people he still doesn't know in this, the smallest of towns] I thought mine was the best flower.
[Look.... yes, he has to be like this.]
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It is! [There! Don't make her wax poetic about it!!] But we needed other flowers for Iida, and Todoroki knew where to find purple ones. You really haven't met him yet? He's the guy with the red and white hair who's always with Deku.
[Go visit not!Koichi more often.]
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I guess I keep going out whenever you come by to throw flowers on Iida. But this place is so small, I gotta run into him one of these days, right?
[with a peppermint head he must be hard to miss]
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I hope so! Just don't take him too seriously, okay? He's nice, but he can be...
[Cold? Blunt? Easily annoyed by LOUD PEOPLE? There's an awkward little pause as she imagines the many things that could go wrong with a random encounter.]
M-Maybe I should introduce you to him!
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Yeah, okay. Come say hey the next time he comes with you.
[Hmm...]
Is he weird, or what?
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No? He's a little hard to read, that's all. I still don't know what he's thinking most of the time.
[That's not exactly a sterling defense, but please forgive her, Todoroki!! It's just that purple and grey flowers are finally visible in the not-so-distant clearing, and while she normally would take the time to paint a better picture... well, there's a more pressing issue at hand. Goodbye, Okuyasu! She's just going to wave at him over her shoulder as she runs ahead yet again. This is becoming a trend.]
Pick a spot for us! I'll be there soon!
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Anyway, bye Ochako?! He waves after her and wanders off to find a nice spot to flop down on the ground just like the last time, where he will wait patiently for the flowers of his demise to come back and join him. At least it's a nice day, although she runs the risk of finding him just dozed off in the grass if she takes more than, like, ten minutes to pick the best flowers. What a gamble!! Snoozing or just staring at the sky, very exciting.]
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...Hmm. Carefully sinking down beside him, she spreads the flowers out in front of her before she begins weaving her first crown. It doesn't take long to finish, thanks to all of her recent practice, but even then she doesn't bother to shake him awake; she simply reaches over and gently—gently!!—places the purple and yellow circlet on his chest. Sleep well, Okuyasu! She's perfectly content to sit here for a while, quietly humming to herself as she works on a crown of her very own.]
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The point is, she doesn't wake him up, so he snoozes on. It's a very peaceful scene, undisturbed even after Okuyasu blinks himself awake again to find Ochako sitting right there. Ah, he completely slept through flower time—but... hmm. He can't help just looking up at her quietly, not calling attention to himself; if he could remember this precise moment, how content she looks...
Anyway— soon enough he realizes there's a flower crown sitting on him, and jeez, how long was he actually asleep? Ahem.]
Uh, hey.
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Good morning! Did you have a good nap?
[It looked like a good nap. Not that she was, you know... sneaking peeks at him or anything...]
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But alright, alright, enough about him napping?!] Yeah, yeah— these things have more, uh, stuff on 'em than I expected.
[He hasn't been inspecting the Iida decorations, so he more or less imagined some flimsy "Hawaiian" party favors, no offense.]
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But you like them, right? Yours has all of the best flowers.
[Tell her it's ugly.]
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It's kinda more like a flower scarf, huh? Maybe I oughta hang it on my door like a wreath.
[See, he can appreciate it but not put it on his head. Flawless.]
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It's too small to be wreath! I could make an even bigger one, though? [Hmm. She shoots him an amused look.] Or maybe you should make a bigger one so I can take a nap.
[That seems perfectly fair to her!!]
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[So there!! He grins and pointedly folds his arms behind his head, staying right down here on the ground, where it's comfy and relaxing. No sitting up is on the immediate agenda, sadly.]
If you wanna take a nap, feel free.
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Really? But you won't have anyone to talk to if I take a nap, so then you'll get bored and fall asleep again.
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Then I guess we're both gonna take a nap and nobody's gonna play with more flowers.
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I think I'll stay awake, then. I really want to see how your flower crown fits! And you are going to wear it, aren't you?
[Because this is totally what this is all about, isn't it? Somebody is being a baby.]
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Sure, eventually. [Look how comfortable he is?] For a couple minutes.
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Why not now?
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Don't read him like this. He can feel it.]
'Cause I'm doing this.
[He gestures; "this," of course, is "just lying here like a lazy asshole." It's important.]
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[Fess up or float!!]
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How long are you gonna gimme that look? That long.
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And then, hoping that he's too lazy to dodge it, she reaches right over to gently smack him on the arm. It's time to get up!!]
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[It's too late, he grabs a handful of grass lamely to hold on, but it's too late. Goodbye, Okuyasu...]
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