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And with the theme, too... vaporwave feels so out of place in a diner.
Maybe if it was some kind of themed pop-up restaurant, but a diner?

[Predictably, Jiro's already grinning and laughing to herself - and she doesn't even bother keeping it in as a waitress wheels over to get their order.

And it's a simple order, at least from Jiro; a nice, hefty burger and a big enough shake for them to share. As for Momo? She lets her handle that herself.
The last thing she'd wanna do is under-order for her, all things considered.
But then, quietly, and as she leans in conspiratorily -]

... The uniforms are awful.

[Momo's order is basically Jiro's order with a large salad and a small bowl of chili. No reason not to get a full meal, while also packing away extra fat for later. It wasn't like she had to worry about it going to her hips.

She leans in, snickering at a passing server.]

...They really are. It's all so garish. Like it belongs in a movie from the 1980s.

[America was weird...]

[Momo getting in on the teasing really is one of her favorite things. It's so rare, but always so fun, too...
She can't help absolutely grinning over this, all big and wide and... toothy, thanks to her wolf teeth.]

Right? Man, just imagine Iida in this stuff.
Maybe we'll have to get him to model it for us?

[The sharp little teeth and big, dull fangs make the look on her face almost seem mean, but if anyone would know her BS is all in good fun, it'd definitely be Momo.]

Did you know they're trying to get him on rollerskates, too? I wanna see that for sure.

How would that even work?

[Momo, happily, lets Jiro go and do her ragging on Iida and stuff, but the image of him on skates?]

...I think his engines might cause problems. Like melting the skate. I...think they get hot, don't they?

[She's never asked him, but she's always assumed...]

Yeah, they definitely do. I've bumped into them once or twice when he was really worked up, they can get really hot.

[It's questionable what she even means by that. But she's also gonna move right along with her train of thought as well, so -!]

If they're short skates that sit under his mufflers it wouldn't be a problem, right? Like the little kid ones with the wheels on the sides instead of inline blades?
I gotta plan accordingly if I'm gonna try and get him in skates, y'know.

Oh...you're planning to try and help this along?

[She's more curious than anything. Jiro what is the depth of your crime here?

Confess your sins to Momo.]

Ssssooomething like that...

[Jiro looks off to the side for a moment, almost as if checking to see if any servers are walking near -
And then she scoots in against the table so she can lean in conspiratorily with a grin on her face.]

See, the class rep and I have started talking a lot, right? He's told me a lot.
But apparently, he doesn't know how to skate at all. I offered to teach him, and he turned it down hard.

So I wanna see if I can't get him in some by some other means. You know?

[Before now, she absolutely would not have been spilling her plans to Momo like this.
But now that they're dating, something about it feels different... she knows there's a good chance Momo's not gonna approve, yet she feels safe telling it all to her anyway.

So you mean trick him, huh?

[Momo doesn't necessarily approve, no...and she does lean back just slightly to inspect the girl in front of her.]

...This isn't so that he'll embarrass himself, right?

[That's quite important to her.]

[Oh - dang. Jiro knew Momo wouldn't approve, and yet she's still surprised to be "caught" anyway...
She ends up sitting up straight again, reaching up to rub the back of her hair.]

Well... that's not really what I had in mind, nah. I just think it'd be funny to watch him fumble a little, y'know? Since he's always so straight-edged and uptight.
But it's not like I'd do it in front of a group or anything, I'm not that mean.

[But she admits she's mean?
Also, that is exactly what "embarrassing himself" would entail, too.]

Well. As long as you aren't doing it to hurt him, I suppose it's fine.

[yeah, she'll allow it. She may not like it, but she'll allow it.]

'Course not. I like Iida, remember?
I just think he's fun to mess with, that's all.

[C'mon, Momo, she wouldn't hurt the big guy!!
That's followed by a little pause, though, as a server comes up and starts placing their food... there's definitely a lot of it.

So hopefully Momo doesn't mind a touch of silence as Jiro goes about separating it out, mostly so the server doesn't have to do it herself.
Once she's done, though -]

... I think he's learned that at this point, anyway.
I've noticed he kinda... opens himself up to that kinda thing, you know?
Stuff he's definitely smart enough to see coming, but walks right into anyway.

[She doesn't mind it at all. Once it's done, she starts to dig in though. Grabbing a fry and devouring it in two big bites.]

Well, yes. I think that he likes it, in his own way. Provided it's gentle ribbing and not anything serious, anyway.

[She's just making sure, because he's also weirdly sensitive.]

I trust you, really. But as Vice President I do have to make sure, you know.

[... Momo's ability to devour will always be fascinating and humbling. Maybe, like, 20% attractive.
Jiro's just gonna pick at her own fries a little, though, eating like a bird as she always does.]

Yeah, I know. Don't worry, I'm not like... Bakugou.
I'm no bully.

[Which is wrong and incorrect, she's most definitely a bully. Honestly, just the way she treats Kaminari is enough to make that call.
But Momo loves her anyway, maybe??]

You're right, anyhow; I kinda think he just likes the attention.
Honestly, if I wasn't here to tease him, someone way meaner would end up taking that spot, right?

Well, probably not.

[She goes for two fries this time. Chomp, chomp.]

See, he knows you're joking. With Bakugou, or those other people, he might actually be hurt.

I know you know this, but he's a sweet boy with his heart in the right place.

[The absolute right place.]

[Stunning... Momo truly is a work of art. A masterpiece.]

Honestly, I'd kinda argue that aside from you, I'm the one who knows that best.
At least with the Iida here, anyway.

[That's followed by a short pause before her face scrunches up a bit like she's just realized what she said, and... decides to shut herself up before saying anything stupid by finally cracking into that milkshake.
With her little wolf ears going back and everything.
Yup.]

Is there another Iida?

[She asks, idly.

Is this a clone situation?]

[- Jiro can't help sputtering a bit with that question, and - much like a dog that's been caught doing something it shouldn't - ends up looking away with her ears still pinned against her hair.]

W-well, I mean... I keep thinking about how there are different timelines and universes and stuff, you know. I can't say I really understand it as deep as you probably do? Since I really only know this stuff from sci-fi movies and whatever.
But like, when people show up here, there's no guarantee they're from the same version of your world that you are.

And because me'n Iida went through that other world together, that means we're really different from any other Iida or Jiro this world could've grabbed, right?
So we're more like... we're the Iida and Jiro here instead of the Iida and Jiro back home.

[She is absolutely not gonna admit that this could actually be a clone situation thanks to how that other world worked.
That's more like, third date material.

But now she's gonna pause for a moment, just to play with her straw.]

... I don't mean to make this all depressing or anything, though; I didn't really mean to say that out loud.

I...guess...?

[Momo takes all of that in quietly, because, while it is strange, and weird, and a little depressing...it's important to think about this too.

She hadn't actually thought a lot about this.]

Time and space don't really, necessarily, work that way though, you know. It's not like in the movies. Our timelines are irrevocably altered by being here, pulled from home. So I'm not the Momo that you'd have known in your own time either.

[This isn't really a conversation she expected to get into...]

I'd need more information to really determine how things work, regarding our specific circumstances.

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[It's not exactly a conversation she meant to get started!! But maybe good date things are things like discussing the consequences of the multiple universe theory converging in one space, leading to you and all your friends possibly coming from multiple versions of your world rather than all coming from the same one.
Or something like that.

Either way, Jiro gives it all a surprisingly blasé shrug.]

I'll be honest, I kinda already came to terms with that. The Midoriya here isn't the same one that was back there with us, and he's the first one I met when showing up here.
But I've been trying to think of it, like...

Just 'cause we all might be from different timelines, doesn't mean we're not ourselves at the base, right?
I mean, even if it was something super messed up - like, I dunno... this world cloned us or something instead of actually grabbing us, we'd still be us at the base.

Right?

[jiro stop this was a cute and fun date where you guys were being CUTE AND FUN]

Yes.

[Momo's answer is quick and immediate, and while she may not have been thinking about this as much as Jiro had, it's fine because she feels she has enough of a grasp of the situation to speak on it. And also, she really, solidly feels this is the right answer.]

It doesn't matter if we're clones, because at the core we have our memories and formative experiences. Those memories and formative experiences are what shape our psyche, and thus make us who we are. I know there might be a big of a disconnect between 'did my body physically do this' and 'I remember it' but at the root of it, does it really matter if we physically experienced something or not, if it's still a part of who we are?

[Momo holds up a finger.]

That's a rhetorical question, by the way. No. the answer is no. It does not matter. Clone or not, you're Jiro and I'm Momo.

[Jiro ends up startling back a bit with how serious and resolute Momo is about this, even though she'd tried to toss that around as casually as possible --

Only to end up looking away, reaching up to twirl one of her jacks around a finger.]

W-well, I mean... the whole idea was pretty theoretical to start with...

[Her face is turning pink and her tail's curling up onto the seat with her, so it's easy to say, no, it's not as theoretical as she's trying to pass it off as.]

... But it's good to know you feel that way, Yaomomo. I wouldn't want anything to change how we are, you know?

[One more pause, as she looks at Momo again - though more just out of the side of her eye than really turning her face back again.]

Could you... I mean, you don't have to if it might be weird.
But could you start callin' me, y'know...

Kyoka?

[Momo had some small inkling that it might be bothering Jiro, and her reaction sort of confirms this. Good to know. Good to know too, that she was able to at least get her thoughts off of it. She's a little strange and naive about people, but she's far from unobservant and completely inept at reading them.

The request is...perhaps...a little startling though, and it brings her to a screeching halt.
That is a bit intimate...]

Kyoka?I don't mind, but, are you completely certain?

[ - Damn. Hearing that there's uncertainty at all in Momo's voice makes the biggest block of ice just plummet down into Jiro's stomach.
She ends up looking even further away like there's something super interesting on the other side of the restaurant, reaching up to grab both of her jacks and tug on them like the drawstrings on a hoodie.]

Well, yeah - I mean, I'm always calling you "Yaomomo", right? I... I know that's the whole class's nickname for you, but it's still a nickname...
So I've been thinking for the last couple of days, it's only right if I... let you use, y'know...

[Her given name?

She's backpedaling pretty hard, though. Normally, she wouldn't be - normally, a question like that would probably get the same, flat "Yeah?" that Jiro had given her earlier.
But right now, with her Moonblessings, she's still not sure when something she's doing is too much or not. Even with Momo saying she doesn't mind, part of her's worried that maybe it's too soon for something like that, or maybe it's too clingy for Momo, or maybe asking at all is weird...]

[Momo shakes her head and actually reaches across to grab Jiro's hand, holding it tightly in hers. She reorients herself so there's no way Jiro can avoid looking at her, and nods.]

Kyoka. I don't mind. And I don't mind Yaomomo, or just Momo, you know? I just...wanted to be sure that I'm the one you want to hear your name that way from. Because that's...it's...

[her cheeks burn a little too, but in a good way, her eyes taking on a bubbly glint.]

...it's so romantic...!

R... romantic...?

[It's said almost like Jiro's never heard the word before. And yet her own face is starting to turn a bright shade of pink to match, her face getting its usual comically wobbly expression that it does when she's feeling something a bit too big for her.

And after a moment, she reaches up to cover Momo's hand with her own.]

I -
Yeah, I do...! You know that I'd never ask for something I didn't want, right?
You're the only one I wanna hear saying my name like that.

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