Time to Get Even More Reckless!

“Well go find a map then, I don’t know what t’ tell ya.” The girl frowned at the other as she shoved her hands into pockets. She wasn’t about to be a tour guide for someone nor let them linger around her. Ryuko was trying to get back to back home before dinner time and whoever the stranger was, they were wasting her time. 

Option one: you will wait until the end of the year for a reply

Mako’s quick to follow Ryuko to the bench, plopping down with a hum. Her feet are still tapping against the ground in sporadic, enthusiastic rhythms as the cloth is finally removed and container opened.

The compliment brings the slightest hue of pink to Mako’s cheeks — it took a few tries to get everything how she wanted it, but she was happy the work paid off.

‘ Of course it’s all for you, silly ! I made all of it, all by myself ! ‘ She’s beaming as Ryuko looks her way, giving a nod as she opens her own bento. Though hers smelled just as nice, the presentation was nowhere near the level of effort she had put into Ryuko’s. Mako can’t help but pick out a bit of her food and pop it into her mouth before she speaks again. ‘ I hope you like the taste, too ! ‘

The corner of her lip pulls up into a lopsided smile as she looks down at the box. She can’t remember the last time someone had given her lunch, much less put so much time and effort into. Hell, it could’ve looked like she’d sloppily thrown it together and Ryuko still would’ve thought it was the best thing in the world! She almost didn’t want to eat it and destroy all the work Mako put into it, but the vagrant could feel her stomach growling at the sight. 

With hashi in hand, the girl picks up a small bite of her lunch and pops it into her mouth. It tasted amazing, and knowing that it had been made specially for her made it taste that much better. Ryuko chuckled a bit before taking another bite, and another, and another until it seemed like she was all but scarfing it down. 

‘ Uh huh ! I made one special for you, see ? ‘ Returning to her side, Mako extends arms to give Ryuko a clear view. A sticky note sits atop the bento, reading “ RYUKO — ♥ MAKO ! “ It was clear she had spent time trying to make it look nice, even if she accidentally dropped it… ‘ What do you think, Ryuko ? Open it ! ‘ It sounds a bit more demanding than she intended, but she’s too excited to see what Ryuko thinks. Bouncing a bit on the balls of her feet, she can’t help but stare as she awaits the response.

“For me?” The girl seemed a bit taken back by the fact that Mako had made her a separate bento box. It wasn’t every day that she was given a home cooked meal. At least that’s what she was assuming at this point. A smile pulls at her lips a bit as she takes the box and peels off the note and admires it for just a second. Bubbly letters decorate the small paper, and Ryuko would gently fold it and store in her pocket for later. 

“Hang on, hang on. I’ll open it in a second.” Ryuko replies, waving her hand a bit to stave the smaller girl off as she sits down on the bench to untie the cloth surrounding the container. It’s a bit dirty, but that doesn’t matter to her. What matters is the contents that laid inside of the box and the care that had clearly been put into it. 

Arms are tossed around Ryuko’s torso after she’s on the ground again, tugging her closer for a tight hug. ‘ I got hungry ! Look look ! ‘ Breaking away for a moment, she attempts to reach for the bentos she had made them, but is left blinking in a dumbfounded stare. ‘ I just had them… ! ‘ Mako breaks out running to retrace her steps without a word, frantically moving things out of her way until she pops up to victoriously hold the treasure over her head. ‘ FOUND THEM ! ‘

The vagrant wraps an arm around the other gently as smaller arms squeeze at her abdomen. She doesn’t mind the hugs so long as they aren’t threatening to knock her over onto the ground, at least in most situations. As she waits for an explanation, Mako bounces from one sentence to the next and then literally bounces off out of sight. Ryuko waits there for her return, and when the present is finally presented she’s a bit dumbfounded as to what they were at first. When Ryuko realizes what they were, she still couldn’t shake the confusion. 

“Bento boxes?” 

Rough hands are ready to catch the other as soon as the first hint of Mako’s rushed steps towards her. They catch the other’s middle as she brings her down to the side. A smile pulls carelessly at her lips as she looks down at her friend. “I’ve been lookin’ for ya. Where’d you run off to?”