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[ after the investigation, ichiro is out and about with his new charge - namely a goose that has been placated with some chicken. apparently feeding it was a mistake but i know nothing so it's fine.
he's popping into the arcade just to have a look around after everything, and spotting mabel, some of the tension in his shoulders drops. ] Mabel-chan, hey. Are you alright?
he's popping into the arcade just to have a look around after everything, and spotting mabel, some of the tension in his shoulders drops. ] Mabel-chan, hey. Are you alright?
Edited 2021-06-19 01:26 (UTC)
[ Mabel is more over by the bowling alley--in fact, she's standing in the middle of one of the lanes right by the pins, scrutinizing the floor very intensely. She looks up when Ichiro calls out, though. ]
Hey! Haha yeah, I'm okay!
Oooh, is that a new friend you have there?!
Hey! Haha yeah, I'm okay!
Oooh, is that a new friend you have there?!
[ worry....
but, he glances down at his goose. ] Uh - friend's a strong word, but it seems to be pretty chill right now. You wanna pet him? He's just been following me since I fed him earlier. Just let him sniff your fingers first.
[ he will pick her up by the back of the sweater if the goose tries to bite her!!!! but otherwise yeah feel free to pet the one placid goose for today ]
but, he glances down at his goose. ] Uh - friend's a strong word, but it seems to be pretty chill right now. You wanna pet him? He's just been following me since I fed him earlier. Just let him sniff your fingers first.
[ he will pick her up by the back of the sweater if the goose tries to bite her!!!! but otherwise yeah feel free to pet the one placid goose for today ]
[ she giggles and kneels down a little bit, offering up her wiggly fingies to the goose! ]
Ooooh, you should adopt him! And then he can marry Waddles, and then we can really be siblings for real!
Ooooh, you should adopt him! And then he can marry Waddles, and then we can really be siblings for real!
[ cute... the goose allows this because he has been placated. this is friday so we aren't all traumatized by geese hints. ]
Is that even a thing? Not a big fan of an arranged marriage. Especially not with this dude, I'm pretty sure he's just here because I fed him a snack. Probably not good marriage material.
[ he sounds amused by the idea, though. ]
Is that even a thing? Not a big fan of an arranged marriage. Especially not with this dude, I'm pretty sure he's just here because I fed him a snack. Probably not good marriage material.
[ he sounds amused by the idea, though. ]
You don't know that! Just give him a chance!
And sure, marrying pets is totally a thing! Waddles was married back home, you know--I officiated the ceremony and everything. [ leans in conspiratorially ] But between you and me, I don't think Gompers was all that good for him, I think a fresh start would do him good!
And sure, marrying pets is totally a thing! Waddles was married back home, you know--I officiated the ceremony and everything. [ leans in conspiratorially ] But between you and me, I don't think Gompers was all that good for him, I think a fresh start would do him good!
oh!!!
the handmade task thingy, right?
that's the one i gotta do too!
sure i can help you make something!
what do you wanna make, ichibrobro?
the handmade task thingy, right?
that's the one i gotta do too!
sure i can help you make something!
what do you wanna make, ichibrobro?
ive got no clue
i was thinking maybe something to give to viola
something to do with our dorm? we're taking a big group picture so... like a frame i guess?
or something to hang up that represents all of us. something cool like that
you're totally the expert, mabel-chan, im counting on you
[ ichibrobro makes his heart grow ten sizes actually??? cute??? ]
i was thinking maybe something to give to viola
something to do with our dorm? we're taking a big group picture so... like a frame i guess?
or something to hang up that represents all of us. something cool like that
you're totally the expert, mabel-chan, im counting on you
[ ichibrobro makes his heart grow ten sizes actually??? cute??? ]
sure!!!
do you have a frame already or do you need to make one still
ooh if you need to make one we can make it like a snowflake shape!!!
and i have paints to decorate it with
do you have a frame already or do you need to make one still
ooh if you need to make one we can make it like a snowflake shape!!!
and i have paints to decorate it with
snacks! yes!
BRING ONE OF EVERYTHING!!!
i'll meet you there!
BRING ONE OF EVERYTHING!!!
i'll meet you there!
👌
[ and when ichiro comes to the art classroom he's got a couple of sugary sodas, a bag of chips, a couple slices of pizza and some candy! some m&ms. delicious!! it's not one of everything but it's a good old pile of junk food. he nudges the door open with his foot and pokes his head in. ]
You in here, Mabel-chan?
[ and when ichiro comes to the art classroom he's got a couple of sugary sodas, a bag of chips, a couple slices of pizza and some candy! some m&ms. delicious!! it's not one of everything but it's a good old pile of junk food. he nudges the door open with his foot and pokes his head in. ]
You in here, Mabel-chan?
[ She runs right at him and crashes into him in a hug. ]
Yup!!!
[ she grabs a handful of the snacks from his arms and makes her way to a table with some craft stuff she's gathered from the class materials laid out before them in two stations, because they are BOTH gonna be making frames today thank you. ]
Picture frames and junk food! Let's do this.
Yup!!!
[ she grabs a handful of the snacks from his arms and makes her way to a table with some craft stuff she's gathered from the class materials laid out before them in two stations, because they are BOTH gonna be making frames today thank you. ]
Picture frames and junk food! Let's do this.
Edited (NEED TO CLARIFY FOR REPORTING PURPOSES) 2021-06-24 21:51 (UTC)
[ cute!!! ichiro's hands are mostly full, but like this is brooklyn 99, he deposits his snacks on the nearest table so he can catch mabel so she doesn't hit the ground!!! and then gives her a spin and deposits her back on her feet, no problem.
time to make some frames. ] Alright. I'm in your hands, sensei - let's make something awesome.
time to make some frames. ] Alright. I'm in your hands, sensei - let's make something awesome.
[ she giggles at being called 'sensei.' ]
Okay, so! I think our easiest bet is gonna be....popsicle sticks! [ she grabs a big-ass...bag? jar? what the fuck container are popsicle sticks kept in. anyway she grabs a big-ass THING of popsicle sticks and drags it to sit between them at the table. ]
We can cut 'em up and glue 'em together however we want with these! [ she whips out a pair of glue guns. ] And then we can cover 'em in paint [ she gestures to the set of eight paint bottles she brought along herself ] and glitter and anything else we want!!
[ she tears into the popsicle sticks with enough force that several of them go flying. ]
Okay, so! I think our easiest bet is gonna be....popsicle sticks! [ she grabs a big-ass...bag? jar? what the fuck container are popsicle sticks kept in. anyway she grabs a big-ass THING of popsicle sticks and drags it to sit between them at the table. ]
We can cut 'em up and glue 'em together however we want with these! [ she whips out a pair of glue guns. ] And then we can cover 'em in paint [ she gestures to the set of eight paint bottles she brought along herself ] and glitter and anything else we want!!
[ she tears into the popsicle sticks with enough force that several of them go flying. ]
Whoa, easy -
[ ichiro lets out a laugh, surprised, as he reaches out and manages to nab a flying popsicle stick before it clatters to the ground, then sets it back on the table. ]
Like the enthusiasm. Alright, so popsicle sticks into a frame shape. What color are you gonna paint yours? I guess mine's gotta be blue, yeah?
[ for a snowflake... he's gonna grab a couple of blue bottles of paint and set those aside, too. ]
[ ichiro lets out a laugh, surprised, as he reaches out and manages to nab a flying popsicle stick before it clatters to the ground, then sets it back on the table. ]
Like the enthusiasm. Alright, so popsicle sticks into a frame shape. What color are you gonna paint yours? I guess mine's gotta be blue, yeah?
[ for a snowflake... he's gonna grab a couple of blue bottles of paint and set those aside, too. ]
Hmmm...I'm gonna do a mix of colors! Oooh, maybe one of those splattery designs!
But first! We gotta do the frames!
[ she starts laying out a base shape for her own frame, a kind of spiky hexagonal little thing. She also cuts some of the sticks down to smaller segments that she places around the outside of the frame. Her tongue sticks out a lil with concentration as she fashions it together. ]
But first! We gotta do the frames!
[ she starts laying out a base shape for her own frame, a kind of spiky hexagonal little thing. She also cuts some of the sticks down to smaller segments that she places around the outside of the frame. Her tongue sticks out a lil with concentration as she fashions it together. ]
I don't need a scarf! My sweaters have built-in scarves!
Not gonna help you much if someone gets you good with a snowball, you know.
[ he knows! he has brothers! brothers are mischevious!
as he's reaching out to give mabel a fistbump in greeting, however, they lock eyes just enough for something to happen, and mabel gets a peek into ichiro's memories. ]
[ he knows! he has brothers! brothers are mischevious!
as he's reaching out to give mabel a fistbump in greeting, however, they lock eyes just enough for something to happen, and mabel gets a peek into ichiro's memories. ]
you're standing in an office, as a man hands you a small envelope. you're maybe sixteen years old - you've always looked older than you are - and the shady looking guy on the couch waves his hand in your direction as you pick up the envelope and open it.
Here's today's part, he says. 30,000 yen. Go ahead and check it.
you do - the cash is there, so you nod, and the shady man laughs. "Yamada. You should still get a part time job with us, you know. How does that sound? You can stop going to school, and come find a job here."
you shake your head. ] I'd like to finish high school...
[ and the man snorts, like he's amused at your attitude. but you do, it's important to you - if you can't be a good role model in any other way, maybe at least there's that.
the man sighs. "Well, if you change your mind, come talk to me. Mr. Mozuku - the boss - he's noticed your skill, you know. You're always welcome. He's got another job for you today, if you're up for it."
you feel something churn in your gut, but by now, aren't you used to it? three years of this, now, working for mozuku, bringing back these envelopes of cash - you push the feeling down and bow your head, and turn onto the street.
the memory shifts and changes, to the scene of a house. a man is screaming, in the background. "If you're in there, you better come out, dumbass!"
There's the sound of a slam -- the screaming man slams his foot into the wall of the living room, next to the face of a man cowering on the floor. he kicks him in the stomach and the man on the floor bows over. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! R-right now, I only have 5,000 yen, please--!"
the loan shark slaps him, and screams at him about monthly payments. you just watch this happen, standing back, hands in your pockets, numb, used to it, and when you turn your head, you spot the wife and the child cowering in a corner.
you look away from the scene and come over, asking softly, ] ...hey. It's not that bad. Let me see what you've got?
[ you've always been good with kids. no matter how angry you are, no matter how bad your temper is, you've always been able to handle them, because - jiro and saburo, they're your whole world, and you were always all they had. so you speak gently, and the little boy cowering in the arms of his mother looks up at you with wide eyes as you hold out your hand.
slowly, he nods. the man being beaten screams, in the background, "Please! Please stop! My wife and son aren't involved at all!" and the other loan shark shouts, "I'm not gonna get involved with the woman and the brat! Shut up!" and slaps him again.
the little kid holds out his hand and hands you a tiny coin purse with a bear on it, and your heart lurches, because you've seen this tactic over and over. you know what this is, and when you pop the coin purse open, you have to say it. ] ...There's 6000 yen in here.
[ the loan shark you work with shouts and kicks the man on the ground, "you bastard, hiding that from us?!". the man shrieks in pain, and the wife starts begging in the background, "Please, if we continue not to have any more money, we'll --" while the child tells his mother he's hungry, holding on tight to her waist.
it hurts you to watch. you hate this. you hate every second of this, you hate this job, you hate it, hate it, hate it. the loan shark stands up and takes the money. let's go, ichiro, he says, and you turn your back. ] Got it.
[ the man on the floor wheezes and coughs, and screams at you as you turn your back. You bastards! You fucking bastards, you aren't even human! Fucking die! but you leave, the loan secured, and continue your night.
at the end of the night, you loop around to a place called sorriso's - a pizza join in ikebukuro, and make your way back to the house you did the job at with the child, earlier. you can't stop thinking about it - about the kid, who trusted you so easily. about the woman desperately trying to keep her son fed, the man screaming curses at your back. please, if we don't have any food, we'll --
you take a deep breath, and you lift your purchase. it's not much, because you can't afford much - but two large cheese pizzas and a 2 liter of soda, to go boxes carefully packed into a plastic bag. you ring the doorbell, and you loop the bag's handles around the door knob, and you turn, and you leave.
it's all you can do.
when you collect your payment from mozuku that night, when you sneak back into the orphanage, you shut your window and sit down at your bed. under your shitty, uncomfortable mattress, there are a set of larger manila envelopes, each one labeled in your messy handwriting in sharpie. this one's for jiro's educational fees. this one's for saburo's. this one's for university tuition, because you know saburo's definitely gonna go, he's so smart - jiro, maybe not, but you've got an envelope for him too. this one's for rent. this one's for groceries. electricity. you've done the math, you've found the place, and it's just a little longer. maybe just a little more, you think, as you sort out the cash you got tonight into these little envelopes. you're so close. years and years of working for mozuku and doing every dirty job under the sun might eventually come to fruition.
there's a picture of the three of you drawn in crayon wrapped around one of the envelopes. you picked it up a long time ago, when saburo didn't notice, and you take it off of the envelope and hold it to your chest.
just a little bit longer. just a little more. ]
[ ...and as the memory ends, Mabel looks...distraught. Like she doesn't know what to do with this info. She knew, in the abstract, that situations probably existed--between TV shows and her own grunkle's shady past, she's aware of...things like this. But it's one thing to know about and another to see directly.
Mabel does not conclude the fistbump Ichiro started. Instead, she darts forward to envelop him in the biggest hug she can, face buried into his shirt. ]
Mabel does not conclude the fistbump Ichiro started. Instead, she darts forward to envelop him in the biggest hug she can, face buried into his shirt. ]
[ as it ends on his end, ichiro's left sort of stunned, and then, he glances down at mabel. he feels this ache of - shame, almost, because his dirty secrets are being aired out like someone's laundry. he works hard, and he's on the right side of the law now, but it took so long to get there, and he went through every possible obstacle along the way. he doesn't really want someone like mabel to think of him like that (he went to every painstaking method he could to try and keep it from his brothers, to try and protect them from the knowledge of the things their brother has done), and ichiro opens his mouth to try and decide what to say -
but then he doesn't get to, because she hugs him. ichiro looks down, his hands still half hovering, expression shifting into surprise. there's a beat, and emotion squeezes hard at his heart, and ichiro leans over to return the hug, warm as ever, his fingers curling tight in her sweater. ]
...It's okay, Mabel-chan. Hey, it's... it's okay. [ his voice is soft, rough with a little emotion, and he squeezes tight, eyes closing for a moment with the weight of this little hug that feels a little bit like an acceptance he never really knew.]
but then he doesn't get to, because she hugs him. ichiro looks down, his hands still half hovering, expression shifting into surprise. there's a beat, and emotion squeezes hard at his heart, and ichiro leans over to return the hug, warm as ever, his fingers curling tight in her sweater. ]
...It's okay, Mabel-chan. Hey, it's... it's okay. [ his voice is soft, rough with a little emotion, and he squeezes tight, eyes closing for a moment with the weight of this little hug that feels a little bit like an acceptance he never really knew.]
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