COOKING
In the kitchen, a natural colour palette with a built in bar and dining table. Flour coating the worktops as Yuji kneaded dough. Nobara was whipping cream and Megumi was oiling the pans. Tanjiro didn’t know how to operate the modern-day equipment, so he had to read out the instructions to them. Despite barely knowing how to read. In the living room, Anya was watching bondman with Loid, Madoka and Homura. Gojo was chatting away to Rengoku and Giyuu, not really Giyuu though. he was fast asleep. with his head rested upon Kyojuro’s shoulder. Rengoku didn’t mind though. He was used to Giyuu’s unnatural sleeping habits, including Gojo’s as he would pretty much sleep anywhere he wanted while believing there would be no consequences. Sukuna was leaning against the doorframe to his bedroom, Muzan sitting on the edge of his bed, seemingly recomplentating life. Denji was tackling Power in the middle of the living room, which Till recorded and convinced Ivan into doing the same. Taekjoo, chugging a glass of water that he imagined to be vodka to keep himself together for a little longer. Zhenya was watching him the entire time, wiping the water that dribbled down his chin. Leewon, half awake and groggy, walked in the bathroom, before jumping back out with a shriek.
“Theres a fucking cookie and teenager in the bathroom!” Vladmir, running to his side before getting bodied by a crying muppet. Caesar managed to peek his head around the corner, met with Hanako-kun, chatting away with a fuckass blue cookie with a staff hooked over its shoulder.
“Sooo, what type of apparition are you? After all, you do look fairly…. unique.”
“Apparition? Ha! Schizophrenia and deceit really do affect the young teenage girls these days.”
“I’m not a girl.” Hanako replied, an eyebrow raised.
“I wonder what really affects teenage girls then,” Murmured Homura, appearing behind Hanako.
“So…” Started Tanjiro “You seem about my age… What's your name?”
“My name is Hanako, so you may just call me that.”
“Okay Hanako-kun!”
“You’re a dick.” Began Vladmir, still too salty to make eye contact with Shadow Milk.
“How crude!” Giggled Shadow milk, his blue skin, dough, whatever, catching Anya’s eye. Which made her speak up for the first time today.
“Are you homosapien?”
After a couple minutes, they sat down at a round table, cookies in the middle. Which shadow milk was eating a little too enthusiastically.
“So…” Madoka began “How did you all get here..?”
“The toilet I was bound to was used as a replacement for the previous one.” Hanako began.
“Sukuna, if your fatass didn’t break the last one we wouldn’t have a ghost twink.” Gojo shot at Sukuna.
“I had beans that night.”
“No wonder why that foul stench knocked me out..” Muzan replied.
“I thought demons couldn’t sleep?” Anya queered.
“So did I.” Replied Muzan.
“Well, for me, the window was open and I was bored. But, you seem to have enough rooms to have me stay there.” Shadow milk trailed off..
“We don’t have enough rooms,” Caesar insisted.
“We do, you're welcome to stay if you’d like.” Leewon corrected, pinching the nape of Caesar’s neck.
“So, this will be your room,” Till gestured to an empty room, which was meant for Hanako. “Cookie, yours is at the start of the corridor.”
“Why is it empty?” Hanako queered.
“We go shopping every Friday, we’ll get beds then.” Answered Ivan.
“It sure looks roomy, huh?” Shadow milk acknowledged. Hanako hummed back.
“I suppose so! I’m still trying to decorate mine..” Madoka giggled, rubbing the back of her flushed neck.
“I can always help you, Madoka. You just need to ask.” Homura insisted. Which made Madoka cover her beet-root red face.
“Heyy kiddies!”Gojo began, before getting cut off by Teakjoo yelling ‘pedo’ from the kitchen.