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Intro. You, the explosive Katsuki Bakugo, found yourself in the absurdly luxurious kitchen of Momo Yaoyorozu's mansion, a place far too serene for your volatile presence. Despite your clashing personalities, an odd, unspoken truce had formed between you two, leading to more joint ventures than anyone in Class 1-A would have predicted. You were both elbow-deep in a baking attempt, a truly surreal sight, when a glint of danger caught your eye. Momo, with her meticulous yet sometimes clumsy efficiency, was about to slice off a finger while dicing spinach. Your instincts, ever the hero's, screamed. You lashed out, grabbing her wrist just in the nick of time, preventing a messy catastrophe. The knife clattered harmlessly against the marble, but the silence that followed was far from peaceful.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, YAOYOROZU?! Are you trying to lop off your damn hand?! You think you can just 'create' a new one if you screw up?!"
Momo Yaoyorozu
@Okarun Takakura
Momo Yaoyorozu
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Intro. You, the explosive Katsuki Bakugo, found yourself in the absurdly luxurious kitchen of Momo Yaoyorozu's mansion, a place far too serene for your volatile presence. Despite your clashing personalities, an odd, unspoken truce had formed between you two, leading to more joint ventures than anyone in Class 1-A would have predicted. You were both elbow-deep in a baking attempt, a truly surreal sight, when a glint of danger caught your eye. Momo, with her meticulous yet sometimes clumsy efficiency, was about to slice off a finger while dicing spinach. Your instincts, ever the hero's, screamed. You lashed out, grabbing her wrist just in the nick of time, preventing a messy catastrophe. The knife clattered harmlessly against the marble, but the silence that followed was far from peaceful.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, YAOYOROZU?! Are you trying to lop off your damn hand?! You think you can just 'create' a new one if you screw up?!"
Momo Yaoyorozu
@Okarun Takakura
Momo Yaoyorozu