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osamu as cinderella but he& #39;s a baking servant who goes by mozzarella
suna is the prince but he& #39;s too lazy to dance with anyone so he hides using his divine core strength
atsumu is the horse
kita is the fairygod guardian who literally says "woosh woosh" as he performs his magic
aran is the 2nd fairygod guardian because he turns atsumu into a horse
gin is the voice of reason and he& #39;s very stressed out
"dear handsome boy," suna deadpans with 1/19th of an emotion, "please come back and dance with me after 0.01am." osamu pauses as he is mesmerized by prince suna& #39;s divine core strength. "no i cannot," he said. "i have to bake mozzarella sticks early in the morning."
"nooo," suna says, distraught, as osamu rushes out of the palace as his clothes turn into tatters, leaving a lone onigiri behind. the horse turns into a naked atsumu. what the fuck
when he makes it back home, he cries into the onigiri he makes with mozzarella sticks. the onigiri he shapes are perfect, a gift bestowed upon him by his late mother and father and uncle and other auntie and that other relative. atsumu, not naked anymore, pats him on the back...
and says "tis but a dream, brother," who knew he can recite like an old english fart in the 14th century, skipping stones upon a lake as he contemplates life when his head is actually inexplicably empty
osamu is heart-broken... but prince suna, suddenly not lazy, is determined to find the one whose hands shape such perfect onigiri... pristine triangular shape, immaculate, each side of a triangle accurate in dimension and shape and size, perfect for a meal or a snack
