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“it was so good I couldn’t help myself!”

Shirou hated lying, and he was no good at it but he could not stop himself now. He would swallow those lies the same way he had swallowed that awful tasting chocolate. He covered his mouth for a moment to be sure to keep everything down. 

“It was good, amazing! I thought I was a good cook but you’re even better than me! We should cook together sometime so I can learn from you.” 

Shirou conintued, unable to stop himself. When he saw the reddening of Marie’s face, and the smile that was so rare of her play across her lips he was hypnotized. He would do anything for the sake of that smile. 

Especially since Marie always seemed to be in a bad mood for reasons he did not quite understand. Even if he could not understand her, or why she seemed so bad at technology he still wanted to help her. He had promised to ever since they first met. He leaned in closer wanting to see the small smile on her face before she could hide it away. His eyes fixated on her lips, he leaned closer and closer until-

Shirou’s stomach suddenly twisted the wrong way and he pushed her over so he could run intot he bushes and hurl without getting any on her. 

“I uh I’m allergic to chocolate -bleeeeh - sorry!” 

Her prideful face did not last.

“I don’t know enough about you.” The realisation hit her very much like the creature-chocolate had hit his stomach. She looks at him running to let nature take its course, away from her innocent eyes. Unaware of how a human body did everything to survive. She glanced down at her hands, still ignorant on how her handmade chocolate had done this to him, it became a poignant moment to understand other matters.

Ashamed of her own choices, she sulked in silence. Reflecting that perhaps she had been too hasty, failing once again at letting things fall into its place. She was too stubborn, always wanting to head straight into everything. Never slow and steady. Always rushing, desperate for an answer rather than taking her time to discover this world.

Being a goddess meant nothing, did it? She was so dumb, how annoying!

          “– For cryin’ out loud, I’m not an old man!”

          “So now everyone’s talkin’ about how silver hair leads to bad things happening. That’s a great thought to ponder over on my birthday.”

“Marie-chan this box…” 

Shirou heard a horrible ticking coming from the box. As somebody who loved cooking himself, he wondered for a moment how such a thing could even be possible. However, even the thought of making all of Marie’s hard work she had done for his sake go to waste, the fact he might hurt her feelings… that was right Marie had put her feelings into this chocolate he had no choice but to treasure them. He would protect Marie’s heart even if it meant suffering any pain. 

“It’s wonderful I love it! You’ve surpassed me in cooking can I get some tips from you?” He opened the box and swallowed it whole without looking. Emiya Shirou immediately fell forward and grabbed onto marie’s shoulders for support. he was quickly losing all feeling in his body. “I’ll be sure to get you something on white day… also… carry me, please.”

With flushed cheeks. she takes a couple of seconds to process his eagerness. She was fully aware that her skills were not the best but his reaction was quite pleasant, making her chest feel a tiny bit warmer. Waiting had been worth it, leaving a mess at her place’s kitchen as well -- all that chocolate on the walls and kitchen counter, the dirty dishes and flames! 

So this was what happened when you earnestly worked for someone you cared for. Having friends was one thing but this was so different, she was curious to find out how you could call these feelings...

    “I’ve been hard at work in the kitchen all day– I’m ready to present my latest batch of cookies. They’re chocolate chip. Doesn’t that sound wonderful? They smell a little strange, but.. I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about!”

They looked horrible.

However, Marie did not know enough about baking cookies enough to differ.

She was quite proud of herself. Marie had finally prepared something in an actual kitchen -- it was something as it definitively could not be called chocolate at all. Despite understanding and learning a bit, the results were less than favorable. Of course, this could only be noticed inside the box. Such as Pandora’s, waiting to unleash chaos. 

@eigou​

THe moment trouble started happening in the city, Shirou ran in with little understanding of what was going on. That was how it always was. All he needed were the ries of I need help to move him. It was likely any classic hero of justice. 

Though, Shirou did not consider himself a hero. Real heroes did not save other people for such twisted reasons as he did. In the confusion of the city he saw a familiar face. Shirou had already drawn out two swords magically, holding them each at his side. 

Suddenly, he had no idea what was going on at all. That was why you didn’t run first and ask questions later. A lesson Shirou refused to learn. His face went from a look of determination to an awkward one.

He even blushed a little bit. 

“Ehhh…. Marie? It’s been awhile. I missed you. Since when were there two of you?”

“Shirou...!” Her voice lingered in a slight tone of excitement, eyes slightly brightening. She was caught off guard while battling with her very own doppelgänger. Getting back into reality, she kept on pulling onto the other. “Help me, she’s too stubborn and won’t get it. You said you’d help me before, right? Keep your word.” As opposed to the regular Marie, the double had taken this like any logical person would. Anyone who had been struck with memories of a different life, one out of Spirale and at the top of that, seeing your double attempting to do something without a warning -- it was terrifying. 

The real goddess held the other tightly by the arm and kept on struggling to keep this Marie still. She needed to lock her away but with a stubborn double and a inability to use technology, she was in a true pinch. Her phone was stuck in the depths of her bag and both her hands were a bit busy fighting off a terrified girl.

“Get away from me -- you’re trying to hurt me, aren’t you?!” 

“You’re a real pain.”

“Save me, don’t let her do anything!”

“Don’t try that, he made a deal with me first.”

au marie 

high schooler, a 2nd year.

her parents are tv hosts, her father hosts the weather and her mother a cooking show

lively but can be a bit of a chuuni. writes terrible poetry.

originally from inaba, she moved to study aboard in spirale.

her mother’s side of the family had a shrine there dedicated to the goddess izanami no mikoto, however, they left that practice to other relatives.

          “Ohhh, real funny! Never heard those before.“ Although this was the first time he’s heard the two ideas put together… “Ugh… No, I’m neither one!”

     “Hm, well it really depends on the person receiving the flowers! Flowers do die fairly quickly, but it can be fun to press them within a book afterwards. Others prefer live, potted plants because they last longer. Are you thinking of getting flowers for someone in particular?”

i literally fell off here so please like for a mini! uncapped but will be selective.