Kaiko Kagamine (
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shamelesshookery2012-02-12 09:23 pm
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[this isn't the first time she's made chocolate.
her first year, she hadn't been old enough yet to fully understand what was going on. she had heard "Valentine's day," and felt a jumble of things that had eventually solidified into "give the people you love chocolate," and while she had known what "love" was she hadn't yet learned that there were different kinds. that misunderstanding had ended in a large mess in the kitchen and nearly everyone who worked in the lab receiving chocolate that by some miracle was at least edible, if a bit squishy and far too sweet.
she hadn't made chocolate at all her second year or third year; somewhere after her first she'd learned the difference between giri-choco and honmei-choco, and when Valentine's rolled around again, she'd been too embarrassed by that first mistake to try and make either.
by the time she'd turned four, though, it had occurred to her that maybe, someday, there might be someone she'd want to make honmei-choco for, and that if she wanted to have any hope of her gift (or feelings) being returned she'd better not mess it up. so that year the entire staff got chocolate again, and if the people she loved best noticed that what she had given them was of somewhat higher quality than the rest, nobody said anything.
and now she's assembling all her ingredients again, the day before her fifth Valentine's day, and all she can think is I am so, so glad I practiced, because I was right.]
her first year, she hadn't been old enough yet to fully understand what was going on. she had heard "Valentine's day," and felt a jumble of things that had eventually solidified into "give the people you love chocolate," and while she had known what "love" was she hadn't yet learned that there were different kinds. that misunderstanding had ended in a large mess in the kitchen and nearly everyone who worked in the lab receiving chocolate that by some miracle was at least edible, if a bit squishy and far too sweet.
she hadn't made chocolate at all her second year or third year; somewhere after her first she'd learned the difference between giri-choco and honmei-choco, and when Valentine's rolled around again, she'd been too embarrassed by that first mistake to try and make either.
by the time she'd turned four, though, it had occurred to her that maybe, someday, there might be someone she'd want to make honmei-choco for, and that if she wanted to have any hope of her gift (or feelings) being returned she'd better not mess it up. so that year the entire staff got chocolate again, and if the people she loved best noticed that what she had given them was of somewhat higher quality than the rest, nobody said anything.
and now she's assembling all her ingredients again, the day before her fifth Valentine's day, and all she can think is I am so, so glad I practiced, because I was right.]
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I guess we're both lucky, then~
[have a chocolatey kiss :D]
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A-ah. Kaicchan really doesn't like chocolate, huh?
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I-it always tastes too bitter...
[pausing thoughtfully, looking at him like she's trying to make up her mind about something]
... Maybe M-Mikkun can wait to eat the- the rest of the chocolate later, and instead we can go get ice cream...?
[oh gosh what if she's being too forward aaaaa >/////<]
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[brightens]
Sounds like a plan t'me!
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[...8D I MIGHT GET TO BE KISSED BY MIKUO WHEN WE BOTH HAVE ICE-CREAM MOUTH
this is the best day ever. everrrrrr.]
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[closes up the candy packaging carefully and makes a motion to get up. ice cream? :D]
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Um, w-well, the first time I tried making chocolate I made it so I liked it... but that meant almost nobody else did, because it was too sweet. S-so it might be better if you made something else...
Unless you want to use up all your sugar!
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