Me: I need helpppp
VroomVroom: I will not carry a body
Me: Thats not it!
VroomVroom: Then what do you need?
Me: Can you help me make food?
VroomVroom: You should be capable of making your own food.
Me: I suck at cooking
VroomVroom: Why don't you ask another person, I'm cleaning all of my glasses right now
Me: Pweaseeee
VroomVroom: No.
Me: Iida. Pwease. :(
VroomVroom: No.
VroomVroom: I always end up doing it all myself.
Me: Fine. Then i won't eat anything.
VroomVroom: You need to eat something.
Me: Then help me!
VroomVroom: Fine.
You run down to the kitchen. I really suck at cooking, i should probably learn how to cook.
"(Y/N), what do you want to make?"
"What about, (f/f)?"
"Sure, lets get to it."
You guys start to get all the ingredients out, Iida getting the ones on the high shelf, because your a midget. (Y'all, just like pretend your short, ik some of you are blessed with height unlike me 🥺) But you decided to be a dumba** and climb on the counter to get an ingredient.
"Be careful (Y/N)" Iida calls out.
"I'm not gonna fall!" You yell. You begin dancing on the counter like the idiot you are, then you trip on your own feet. Down you go, you flinch expecting to land on the floor. But instead your caught by two strong arms.
"I told you to be careful" Iida scolds.
"I was... kinda."
"You were dancing on the counter."
"...Carefully!"
"Your so helpless"
"Rude b**ch"
"Language!"
"B i t c h"
"(L/n)!"
"Im hungry"
"Just sit down, I'll do it on my own."
"Thanks you Iida" you wrap your arms around his neck before he puts you down. You sit and wait while he starts the food.
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