Danganronpa x Reader Oneshots

Kazuichi Souda x Reader - Stupid Fads

A/N: I'm so sorry for the long hiatus! I got some of my spark back, so I've been writing for an entire week straight. I'm sure some of you have noticed I've created another oneshot book for South Park. I hate to do any book-pushing, but I would appreciate it if you guys would check it out.

Without any further ado, let's get into it!

WARNING: CONTAINS CRINGY JANUARY 'TEENAGE' FADS THAT SHOULD NOT BE ATTEMPTED. VIEWER DISCRETION ISN'T REALLY ADVISED. JUST DON'T BE STUPID.

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"Souda!" Your voice hollered from the upper floor. "Where are the laundry pods?"

"I don't know," He called back, adjusting another screw in his newest invention. "I'm not the Ultimate Laundry Guy!"

"Alright, wise guy," your voice was bitingly sarcastic as you stomped down the stairs, "but I clearly remember buying a full box just yesterday!"

"I'm telling you, I have no idea what happened to them." He insisted, wiping the grease from his face with a paper towel. "I've been down here the entire time, I swear."

"I know," you sighed, resting your head on his shoulder. "I believe you, babe."

"Still, that's pretty strange." The pinket murmured, carefully wrapping his arms around you. "Who could've stolen-"

"And now, for breaking news." The TV boomed from upstairs. The confused couple went upstairs and stared at the screen.

"Oh no," you groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose. "The fucking Tide Pods?"

"Maybe that's what happened to them," he sighed. "Sounds like something Akane would do."

At that moment, your phone rang. Fishing it out of your pocket, you read the caller ID and chuckled to yourself.

"What is it?" Souda asked, right as you answered.

"Alright, what is it now, Hinata?" You asked, a grin on your face. "Yeah, I'm seeing the news right now."

There was a bit of a pause for a few moments before your smile slid off your face. You narrowed your eyes, putting a hand on your hip.

"Komaeda did what?" She yelled, making the pinket wince. "And with Akane?"

You groaned. "Fine, we'll be over."

When you hung up, Souda piped up from the couch, "Did they?"

"They did." You grabbed your purse, shoving your phone back into your pocket. "They're in the hospital right now."

"They got into my freaking laundry pods..." you muttered angrily, and Souda shivered. "Freaks eating my freaking detergent..."

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A/N: Obviously the first ending I thought of was Souda doing a Tide Pod video for views, but then it morphed into... this. Don't do Pods, kids.

I hope you enjoyed! Please, as always, tell me how I did, and, um, maybe check out my other books if you like this one...? I'll see you later!