ᴇɴᴛʀʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ➸ text & action

[observesthings]

Option A: [text]

I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE TODAY. sorry!

- yukiteru

[ That's all it says. ]

Option B: [action]

[ Of course, that's not how it works, here. And he knows it. In a way that's almost certainly going to make him late for class, he slowly peeks out of his dorm room, trying to time it so that he's not going to be near anyone else in the hallways. As if he were trying to traverse a mine field, he's slowly, cautiously, taking wide, swerving steps throughout the hallway, his eyes constantly looking upwards for signs of mistletoe.

He can smell it. Mistletoe, everywhere. He knows what's been happening with that. Even if Yuno isn't here anymore... he doesn't want to risk it. ]

I'd kill for my Diary right about now...

[ He grumbles, trying to dodge yet another mistletoe on the ceiling. Of course, this particular one is right in the middle of one of the busiest corridors in the entire school. He's not paying attention. Cue a potential collision... ]

Comments

action;

[extraordinarily]

... Eh? I thought you wanted to go somewhere?

[ She blinks once, then twice before rubbing her head, uncertain of how to actually answer that.

Well, I guess we can go to the convenience store.

action;

[observesthings]

Well, I was bored... I, um... [ Well, this was awkward. ] Umm... well... okay... I also haven't eaten all day.

action;

[extraordinarily]

... Seriously? Fine, we're taking you to the kitchen. I'll whip you up something.

[ She sounds a little distraught at that, but she'll soon grab Yukiteru by the arm and drag him off. Mostly because they're in a hurry. Even though they're dead, it doesn't mean they shouldn't eat. ]

action;

[observesthings]

[ Call it a force of habit, but as she grabbed his arm like that, he flinched. He quickly relaxed, though, and takes a deep breath. ]

You don't have to cook for me if you don't want to... [ But he knows by now that arguing with Haruhi is almost as pointless as arguing with Yuno. He sighs,and allows her to lead him. Hopefully not into a mistletoe. ]

action;

[extraordinarily]

I'm not going to pick up after you if you collapse from hunger. Just because you think you can't die doesn't mean that you can off yourself. Besides, I'm not cooking for you because I'm forced to, you know.

[ An immediate response from her as she speaks as cooly as she can. Not that it's surprising anymore, really. But she'll keep an eye out for any mistletoe. Her eyesight hasn't gone bad yet. ]

Though I wonder if you can put mistletoe in any food...

action;

[observesthings]

Well, uh... thanks, I think.

[ Yeah, let's go with that. He allows her to lead him, gingerly holding onto her arm, until she mentions putting mistletoe in food. Aside from the fact that he knows it isn't exactly edible... ]

W-Why would you do that?

action;

[extraordinarily]

I was thinking that maybe it would make things taste a little different! You know, like how you put mints?

action;

[observesthings]

I'm not sure mistletoe would taste as good... besides, what if... whatever they're doing to people out here doesn't go away when someone eats it?

Re: action;

[extraordinarily]

Hm? That's fine by me. You can just do friendly kisses, can't you?

action;

[observesthings]

Umm... well... i-if Yuno found out...

action;

[extraordinarily]

She's not here anymore, is she? And besides, I don't really care if some yandere chick tries to off me.

action;

[observesthings]

That doesn't ma-- [ Wait... ] What does 'yandere' mean?

[ Yukki wasn't exactly an otaku. ]

action;

[extraordinarily]

It's usually someone whose love is so sickening that they'll kill anyone who gets in the way of their relationship. Even if it is a misunderstanding.

action;

[observesthings]

[ ... well, Yuno was definitely the type to stab first and ask questions never. Even if he wouldn't call it 'sickening.' He blames her nightmarish childhood and the Survival Game for that. ]

Umm... well... she's really not a bad person... [ He can't argue with that, if that's what 'yandere' means, that's definitely Yuno. ]

action;

[extraordinarily]

So?

[ She shakes her head dismissively, folding her arms over her chest. ]

That sort of thing is in the eye of the beholder; it all depends on one's morales.