Petals of Fun!

Shouto stared at Justus for a moment, then placed his free hand on his chin.  “Perhaps that was the point,” Shouto responded, with a low growl.  His eyes stared through Justus for a moment, before turning around.

“I can make it so you don’t, daisy,” Shouto finally said, rolling his eyes.  “We can look for alternate ways, but I’m assuming that’s going to be our best bet… and what do you mean break down a wall? Do you want the roof to collapse in on us?”

Shouto pointed so that Justus wouldn’t bitch about him tugging him along, then started walking towards the other side of the warehouse.

“I meant a hole in the wall, not an entire wall. No, I don’t want the roof to kill us...,”He grumbled a little bit more, following after Shouto with disdain. He mumbled a little bit to himself, incoherent as it was. He was just in a foul mood, further enhanced by the fact someone was literally attached to him.

“Who exactly knows you bother me anyway?” He huffed while glancing around. It was a little dusty, causing him to sneeze once or twice.

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“I’m not a villain, nor am I a hero. I just want to live my god damn life.”

“I’ll take you on… Aren’t you afraid? Do you…”

                           “Like Endeavor? He is not a hero.”

“He is more of a villain than me.”

                       “Do you understand?”

(( BNHA Villain AU! Todoroki, Shouto))

“Just… stop,” Shouto said, shaking his head.  He didn’t want to think about what happened last night.  There was no memory of this at all.  Shouto was just as disgusted as Justus at the thought of being together all night long.

“I won’t,” Shouto replied, kicking the door.  Nope, didn’t bulge.  He tried again; it felt like he was hitting a wall.  Staring at the door, he sighed.  “We have to find another way.  Whoever did this blocked it.”  His eyes turned to the warehouse again.  There was always the windows, but they were high above them.  If there were a walkway, and there was.

Shouto pointed it out to the florist.  “If we can get up there, we might have a chance to get out through a window.  Granted, that’s if we don’t find any other way.”

Justus gave a glare at Shouto, but stopped groaning at the fact that he had to be so close to this disgusting person as he was. Watching him kick the door in a futile manner, he let out a sigh, disappointed. Of course things couldn’t be that easy.

“Why would they target me? Couldn’t they have done it to someone you actually liked?” He mumbled, turning and staring at the windows as well. He glanced at how high up they were. “... I’m likely to break my legs if I jumped from that height. So unless you can, like... Make it so I don’t?”

Shouto gave Justus a brief look.  “You too? I thought it was Friday evening,” he said, then quieted.  Yeah, he still didn’t like the florist guy.  He even dropped his hand to prevent looking as though he were mimicking Justus’s movements.

It seemed they spotted it at the same time, as Justus pointed it out.  The two of them went over, Justus seemingly hurrying to get out of this.  Shouto tried to match his speed, so the guy wouldn’t trip himself.  It would make things difficult if Justus was to get injured somehow.

At the doors, Shouto attempted to push them open.  Odd, they didn’t bulge.  “Justus, move,” he said, priming a kick to the door in an effort to force it open.

Justus didn’t even notice the movements that Shouto was making. He simply was too focused on getting out of here and out of this cuff. “I guess we slept all night,”Together. He paused, before groaning. That was going to be a shameful day to remember.

Once they got to the door, he wanted to try and open it too. Nope, not budging. He stepped backwards, raising a hand up and watching Shouto.

“I’m sorry, Princess.  Whatever you want,” Shouto said, condescendingly.  He rolled his eyes and elicited a sigh.  Yep, definitely a waste of a Friday.  Normally, he would have just burned the cuff or something, but he didn’t want to hurt daisy.  Yet.  His patience was waning with him.

Surprisingly, the door was unlocked and it opened with relative ease and considerable dust.  The next room gave the appearance that this was part of an abandoned warehouse, with the dust and the light struggling to come into the windows.  Wait, it wasn’t Friday? It was the morning? Shouto’s brow furrowed, as his right hand went to his chin.

Justus wanted to punch the man, but he knew that this wouldn’t solve anything whatsoever. So, he just opened the door. With a surprised noise, he looked back at the man,”Right, let’s just... Yeah, head outside,”He moved after the vague warning of doing so.

Hari entered the flower shop, which was mostly empty at the time. Overhaul had told him about it, and ordered him to buy some flowers - possibly for decoration. He didn’t mind going out just for it, as it was better than spending his day dealing with paperwork. At least the flowers were beautiful, refreshing to look at, even, and their headquarters surely could use some color.

He looked around, and saw a boy that seemed to be a little distracted. Maybe he worked there? It didn’t hurt to ask.

“Excuse me,” the yakuza approached him gently, trying not to startle him. “Are you one of the attendants?”

He heard the bell, but still kept reading for a few moments, assuming that the person would look around. When he heard the person speak, however, he lifted his head up and schooled a polite smile that was partially genuine. -Oh, this person seemed interesting...

Shouto stood, his arm hanging down at his side.  Though he was a villain, it was apparent that the two had to work together.  No matter how horrible this could potentially be.  Especially since he’s done nothing but torture the man.  Not that he regretted it of course.  Justus was a fun mouse to play with.

His eyes just looked at the slender individual and didn’t say a word.  When Justus went toward the door, he just stood there and allowed himself to be pulled for a moment.  Well, pulled wasn’t the correct word, more like annoyingly tugged with no intention of moving.

“What happened to the warning system you wanted? It only goes one way?” he asked, coolly, before walking over there with the florist.

At the tug of his right hand, he grumbled and pulled some more at the short chain that they were on. Why wasn’t he moving? This would be so much easier if he cooperated and-

Oh, oh, he just called him out. That asshole. Once they got to their destination, Justus turned and gave him as hard a glare as he could.

Shouto cringed as Justus began to practically yell into his ear.  Maybe that was a bad way to wake up by kicking him, but seriously, he didn’t know how else to do it abruptly.  His eyes just looked at the handcuffs with a puzzled expression.

“I don’t,” Shouto said, his tone rather cold.  His eyes finally turned and looked around the room.  “I don’t know where we are either.”  Shouto reached for his cellphone and found it missing.  Great.  Perfect.  He groaned and rubbed his head with his right hand, as his left was with Justus.

“This is seriously not how I wanted to spend my Friday night,” he muttered, climbing to his feet and pulling Justus along.

Reaching over with his left hand to rub at his now-sore side, he groaned at the idea that they were both handcuffed to each other and also had no idea where exactly they were.

“Oh, that’s great, spectacular,”He sarcastically moaned out, head pounding still. When he was suddenly yanked upwards, he stumbled along and tried to not be just dragged along for the ride.

“Can-Can you not, like... do that? Warn me, at least...,”He muttered, staring at his arm that hung slightly. Damn Shouto for being so tall. “Where’s the door?” He glanced around the room, before sighting that, yes, there was a door!