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"Nice call on the embroidery, Omi-Kun" added Atsumu, giving his colleague a pat on the shoulder as he smirked in response.

Bokuto had signed his daughter up for a children's cooking class that took place at one of the 5 star restaurants in town.

Osamu and Tendou usually held cooking classes for children during the holidays and they were always booked out.

The classes usually taught children from ages 7-12 but after a certain someone (Tendou Satori) had sabotaged all the posters and ads, they'd be teaching 3-6 year old children to make chocolate/onigiri

When signing up all the children were gifted a complimentary chef's hat and an apron.

But being the extra people they were, Kiyoomi and Koutaro had (Y/n)'s apron tailored to perfection. From a plain white apron to one with cupcake embroidery patches all over.

Not to talk about the chef's hat that had the word Cupcake written boldly on top.

"Are you ready for cooking classes Cupcake?!" Asked the father

"Yeah! I'll make some good food for noodle!" She beamed petting her duck.

".....What about Daddy?"

"Mhm... if noodle says okay" she squat, watching the tiny animal as it jumped aimlessly.

"Well come on, let's get going" Bokuto sighed taking the girls hand.

"Okay! Quack quack noodle!" She called out to the animal as she walked away.

"What was that?" Asked Sakusa, following the pair

"I said bye-bye to noodle."

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"Aunty Keiko!" the girl beamed, hugging the lady's leg. After the whole 'Hospital issue', Keiko and (Y/n) had met again a few times.

Long story short, they hit it off really well.

Tamaki was no longer seen as competition but as a subordinate.

"Tama, won't you say hello to your little sister?" Asked the Aunty giving her boy a gentle smile.

"Hello" He waved shyly as she stared at him nodding in acknowledgement.

"Tamaki, (Y/n). Let's go in and meet the other kids, Yeah?" Asked Bokuto and the children nodded, all heading inside.

"Papa-San! Mommy said not to stay too long!" A high-pitched voice was heard as they closed the doors behind them.

"Ah! More people!" The girl gasped running up to the cousins. "Hello! I'm Kirin!" She smiled.

The anti-social cousins just blinked. The sudden burst of excitement was overwhelming.

Somehow reminded both children of their friends Mirio and Maki.

"Hello there, Kumatsuka Satoru, and might I say Miss, you're very beautiful" Kirin's father said with a smirk already grasping Keiko's hand.

"Not interested." She deadpanned.

"I- uh. Okay"

Soon after, the other kids gathered round and started talking.

"I'm Kazuma!" A little blonde boy practically yelled, holding hands with his twin who seemed to be crying. "This is Takuma! He cries a lot but he likes drawing"

"Kazuma please stop yelling" another man, who had long pink hair whispered from the back trying to rock the baby In his arms "Usaida, I'm the babysitter"

"WE'RE LATE THEY STARTED WITHOUT US" another kid yelled running in.

"Shut the hell up, dumb brat" 2 teenagers walked in with another 2 little boys.

The conversation flow was smooth like butter, like a criminal undercover. The children soon introduced themselves to each other.

"Um... I feel like Tendou and Osamu won't be able to handle these kids" Keiko said to her brother as everyone seemed to be engrossed in conversation.

"Eh- they'll be fine!" Shrugged Bokuto "I put my number on speed dial on Osamu's phone just in case though"

"Whoa! Nii-Chan look at that kid's ears!" Taka yelled, pointing at Tamaki. Taka's older brother smacked the kid upside the head soon after. "Quit yelling!" He huffed.

"Yeesh." Usaida muttered.

"On second thought. I think we should leave. I'm taking my baby home with me." Bokuto whispered making his sister chuckle.

(Y/n) was T-posing in front of Tamaki so he wouldn't get all shy and start crying. She felt like she was the only one who was allowed to make him cry. Bullying him just seemed to be her right.

"Honestly... I'd love to see how this turns out."

"Hello, Hello Hellooo~" sang the red-head as he waltzed in through the other door while Osamu just kinda walked in stiffly. "WELCOME TO TENDOU'S SWEET PARADISE'S ANNUAL PASTRY CLASS"

"You mean; Onigiri Miya's Cooking Tutorials" Osamu cleared his throat trying to remain professional as Tendou glared at him.

"Yeah... it's gonna crash and burn"

Keiko muttered

"Parents or Guardians. would you please introduce yourselves?"

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"See that Samu? They're so cute!" Tendou cooed slinging his arm over Osamu's shoulder.

Their dynamic was very funny.

They were usually guest judges on cooking shows and featured on Television so naturally they'd become friends.

To Osamu, Tendou was just Atsumu in a different font. He didn't enjoy it. But at least Tendou wasn't as annoying.

"Call me that one more time and I'll kill you" hissed the grey haired male not taking his eyes off the children.

And to Tendou, Osamu was just like Ushijima but with a sense of humor.

"Alright tiny people! Let's get to work!" Tendou announced rounding up the kids in a line "do we all have our aprons on?" He asked not taking the goofy grin off his face.

"Yes!" The kids chorused

"Yes who~?" He asked again

"Yes uncle!"

"I wanna pee!"

"Yes sir"

"Satori-kun-San"

"Uh... no it's Chef Tendou"

"But I wanna call you uncle!" Kazuma whined.

The toddlers began to argue over dumb shit again.

This made Osamu laugh.

"Okay okay. How about this, if you call me Chef Tendou, I'll call you by any nickname you want"

"Call me Maji-Man!" Taka yelled.

"Kirin-Chan is fine" the girl shrugged.

A little while later they all assigned nicknames for each other.

The smile was wiped off his face when the children began to get along with the redhead quickly. Osamu was jealous. 'Think you can just sabotage the posters make the kids like you? Not on my watch'

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat loudly, grabbing their attention "who wants to help Samu make rice balls!" He asked making this children gasp

"ME ME"

"PICK ME"

"I WANNA HELP TOO"

"Alright then! Let's all wash our hands before we begin okay?" He nodded, leading them to the sink as he flipped Tendou off.

"Oh. So we're playing that game, huh" Satori muttered "alright then. Let's play."

Not long after, children were stationed on small tables, standing on stepping stools so they'd be able to work.

All the ingredients were prepped and ready to go.

(Y/n) was stationed between her cousin and the quiet Kid who came with Taka, she remembered his name, Kota.

He seemed to have this listless expression, always gazing off into space.

Their first was to mix the seasoning into their rice and the boy was having trouble pouring his onto the rice.

(Y/n) just watched him with discontent. She'd come to the conclusion that he was an idiot.

Still, she felt inclined to help him out. After watching him struggle, she took the seasoning shaker from him, opened it, and shoved it back into his hand.

Waiting for gratitude, she watched him but then huffed when she realized he wouldn't thank her for helping him.

"This is boring!"

"Yeah chef uncle, can you call my mommy?"

Damn it, Tendou was beginning to lose the children's favor

This was Osamu's turn to strike.

"Okay kids! How about we have a little fun? Let's see who makes the prettiest plate and that person gets a big present" he announced, snatching all the attention.

"Do you think that's a good idea?" Whispered Satori.

"Shut up and let me do my job." Hissed Osamu.

"You know, you're an asshole." Sighed satori.

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Both men went around helping the kids out when needed and dropping tips and compliments.

"Wow! Maji-man" Tendou gasped looking at Taka's...well... whatever it was "you're doing so well!"

"Great job Tamaki, (Y/n)-Chan too" smiled the man as both kids showed him their creations.

Taka on the other hand was sulking. Sure, he was told he was doing great.

But his eyes were working and he could see what was on his plate resembled a turd.

"No fair! I want mine to look like this" he complained, stealing a fudge ball from Tamaki. He was told be on his best behavior so he didn't say anything.

"Give it back" she ordered reaching over Tamaki to take it back from Taka.

She was ticked off. How could a subordinate of her just succumb to cowardice.

Hell nah. This little boy wasn't gonna make her look bad.

"Give it back you- you- Ugly" he hissed

Tamaki chuckled and stuck his tongue out making the girl smirk before returning the fudge ball to her cousin.

Damn so many hands have touched the food. Ain't no way anybody's gonna eat that.

When the cousins turned back to what they were doing, they hadn't notice Taka climb off his stepping stool.

The adults were to busy trying to calm down Takuma, who was crying because his rice balls were too salty.

"Hey!" Kirin gasped as Taka flipped over (Y/n)'s plastic bowl of melted chocolate.

The little girl was fuming, quickly she snatched the bowl from his hand and whacked it on his head.

"Ah! Kids!" Tendou yelled.

At this point Taka and (Y/n) were full-on cussing each other out in baby language. It took everything in Osamu not to laugh.

"I can make better chocolate than you!" Taka yelled about to grab her hair.

But then- Unexpectedly!

Big brother Tamaki comes to the rescue and T-poses in front of his cousin. "Don't be bad!" He yelled. That was probably the loudest he'd ever spoken.

"Leave my friend alone!" Kazuma frowned, stomping up behind Taka while his twin, Takuma just sat on the floor crying because his rice ball fell off the workstation.

At this point it was a whole ass tag-team battle.

Tamaki shoved Kazuma on the floor while Taka poured some melted chocolate on (Y/n)'s hair.

"Children, STOP" yelled Osamu, calling all the attention. Surprisingly his loud voice actually got everyone to stop what they were doing, heck even the crying child.

"So um... did I win?" Asked Kirin standing in front of both men with her small plate of Truffles and rice balls.

"Great job, Kirin-Chan" Osamu smiled patting the girl's head before glaring back at Tendou. "But now look. None of this would have happened if not for you"

"Excuse me!?" Tendou gasped "why did you insist on turning it into a competition! You brought toxicity into the kitchen" he pointed at Osamu.

"Isn't that how we did it with the older kids?"

"Well they're younger! And look where that got us."

"I wonder why Satori"

"Don't you give me attitude, You-" Tendou was then interrupt by a wail. Tamaki's to be specific.

The boys eyes were wide as he stared at the floor.

His precious Rice balls that took ages to make, that he planned on sharing with his family. This little blonde boy had just thrown them at him.

The child snapped. Tamaki was furious!

"Hey hey" Tendou began rushing to the scene "Let's all stay-" he stopped mid-sentence as he slipped on some rice on the floor, tall figure collapsing on the floor.

"Are you okay?!" Kirin asked, rushing to the man's aid. 'What a good kid.' He thought.

His neck snapped up as he heard laughter. He turned to see Osamu's head tilted back laughing at him.

"That's it" Tendou muttered before swiping a rice ball off Kirin's plate, hauling it right at Osamu's face.

"Hey-"

It didn't even take long before Osamu took one and retaliated.

The whole kitchen was turned upside down. And food was being thrown everywhere.

(Y/n) managed to climb a stool and was about to jump off to Body-slam Kazuma, she'd been watching too much wrestling with Shoyo.

Tamaki poured Melted chocolate on Taka's hair and was currently shoving some leftover rice down his shirt as he sat on the boy.

Kirin lost all faith in humanity when her food was turned into weapons. So she decided to take a seat on the floor beside Takuma and just start crying with him.

It turned into a food war. Kids were running, screaming, crying and you'd think the adults in the room had taken control of the situation but no.

Osamu was on top of Tendou pouring mayonnaise on his face.

"EAT THAT, ASSHOLE" he laughed maniacally.

Tendou managed to grab a steel bowl that they used to melt chocolate and was hitting it on the collegues heads.

In the corner stood Kota. Looking all dazed. "Nii-Chan" he muttered. He really just wanted to go home and take a nap. The war looked like it wouldn't end any time soon so he sat on the floor and picked up one of the chocolate truffles that rolled near his foot.

Kota stared at the treat for a while. He knew it to touch food from the floor and not to eat it too. But it looked so good. And he was hungry, there was no way he'd eat rice off the floor anyway.

The boy shrugged away the voice telling him not to eat it and brought it up to his mouth.

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That's when sorry began to bubble in Koutaro's gut. The class had ended about 4 minutes ago but all the parents/Guardians seemed to be huddled around the door just standing there.

"What's going on?" Asked Keiko, trying to moved passed Usaida.

"It's that... Shit?" Taka's older brother asked.

"Kamitani! It's chocolate" Kota's brother corrected.

Bokuto towered over everyone else so he could see through the door easily.

And there sat (Y/n), Tamaki and Kota sitting together, eating a plate of leftover food on the floor.

Kirin and Takuma on the floor asleep.

Kazuma and Kota also asleep but with lots of food on them.

"What the hell happened" Usaida muttered walking in.

"Where are the instructors?" Asked Kirin's Dad.

Bokuto walked over and lo and behold. Behind the Table, were Osamu and Tendou were still fighting.

"Why are you hitting yourself" repeated the redhead as he sat on Osamu using his hand to hit his face.

"Satori." Bokuto cleared his throat.

"Oh.. P-Parents..."

"Uh..."

The room was just filled with silence as the adults were trying to take in the whole scene.

Bokuto was pulled out of thought when his daughter gave him a rice ball.

"Did you make it for Daddy?" He asked and she nodded.

"Thank you sweetie"

Bokuto kinda didn't want to eat it. It was covered in chocolate.

"Tamaki... why are you sitting on that boy?" Asked Keiko as her son was literally sitting on Taka.

"He was being bad" the child huffed hugging his mom.

"We- this is... we had it under control"

"Imma go home now" said Usaida picking up Kazuma and Takuma.

"We speak of this to no one"

"Got it"

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Ah yes... nothing like a toddler brawl😌❤️

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