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[blackscleracyborg-blog]

<Closed for Todomatsu>

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For a person who’s main duties included preventing conflicts and helping others, Genos did more package deliveries than he anticipated.

Well, that was a kind of help, he supposed.

As he made his way towards the address on the parcel tucked under his arm, he quietly thought to himself about how he even ended up becoming a part-time deliveryman. It was understandable that in such a large and busy city, packages were bound to get lost, but this was the fourth one in two weeks.

Reaching the designated apartment, he gave the door a firm knock to see if anyone was home. When the door opened, he held out the package, not bothering with greetings.

“Delivery for, ah, Todomatsu Matsuno?”

[guardianxlove-blog]

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❣ “I’m hating this move already...” 

“First, I don’t get into Rei’s university... then I find out my stuff haven’t gotten here yet... And now Artemis ran away after I made only one joke! Geez! ” The blonde sighed in exasperation, rubbing her forehead. “This day really can’t get worst.”

She was supposed to be on her way back to her apartment from the groceries, but her talking cat became offended and fearful at her suggestion of taking him to the vet for vaccines and ran off. Now Minako was looking for him.

“Artemis! Come out! Artemis! Oh, where did he go...?!”

[bakamatsv-blog]

baby bro

As it turns out, finding yourself in a totally new city with nothing to your name was way more difficult than expected. Of course, he had some somewhat prepared, but along the way some asshole must have stolen his bag. After going a few days wearing the same outfit and trying to get by, Osomatsu figured he should probably do something about it and at least get another shirt. The local mall seemed like the best place to start, but as he stepped in the door and took in all of the shops around him he quickly felt overwhelmed. How the hell did Totty and Karamatsu do this?! I mean... Osomatsu had definitely shopped for himself before. Definitely. It wasn't like all of his clothes were bought and given to him by his mother, it wasn't like he was unsure what size he even was... Haha...

A shop that looked like something Totty would be interested in caught his eye. There were mannequins just inside the door, and shirts and pants identical to the ones they wore were placed beside them. Not bothering to try them on, he grabbed the first set that looked something close to his size along with the matching shirt (so what if it was pink and plaid, it wasn't like anyone was going to see him in it, at least until he was able to find his suitcase again) and quickly turned around to head over to the counter, bumping right into some guy who apparently had no sense of personal space.

[fishidoltotoko-blog]

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There was plenty Totoko had prepared herself for on this island, being mistaken for a literal fish while in costume and being stuck in a net was not one of them.  She ran, sobbing, still covered in the net, seaweed, and fish, all the way to town. People walking through the streets jumped out of the way of the rampaging fishy idol. 

“How dare they- don’t they know who I am?!” She ripped one fish from her head, throwing it at the person nearby. “Oi, you bastard! Don’t you think idols should be treated with some kind of respect?! Like gods!!”