Never Use a Messy Recipe [Junko/Daichi/Souta/Miuna]

[junko ୧( ॑ധ ॑)୨]

She was so stoked, she'd never imagine something simple she'd started mostly to get better at cooking herself, would get so much attention suddenly. Already the club had so many members, or at least that was a lot in Junko's eyes. Plus so many friendly faces she recognized, honestly she was so grateful Daichi had been so willing to be her vice president. She wasn't exactly sure why but when she had told him she was starting a cooking club after their attempt at a cake, he had almost insisted. It worked out either way she supposed, with all the members they were getting having someone to help her wouldn't hurt.

Their first meeting was this afternoon, she was buzzing around the club room as she made sure everything was just right. She had materials and equipment set up on the desks, along with a few pre-made snacks ( store bought thankfully ) in case the group got peckish during their first club activity. She'd thought up a pretty nifty craft to start them off as a club, she hoped the others had fun with it. Daichi had already given his approval so it was off to a good start.

She didn't have much on the agenda, introductions, the ice breaker activity and maybe a club decision about what to make during next club meeting. Oh, they'd have to decide on a day for the next meeting as well. That might be a good idea. She nodded her head, setting down the last piece before turning around to face the entrance of the room. She wore a big smile, hands behind her back as she awaited everyone's arrival. 

She glanced at the clock, it was a bit early...she guessed she'd sit down for now, waiting for everyone to burst into the room. She was just so pumped. A few minutes would pass and eventually she'd doze off in her seat, mouth gaping open as she drooled slightly slouched over the chair.

Their leader at her finest.

[Daichi]

He was just as excited as Junko about this club. At the beginning of the school year he figured he wouldn't want to- or even have the time for a club. But when Junko said she had made a cooking club he just couldn't stop himself for joining- Even going as so fair to be the vice president. If you you were to ask him why he joined he would just tell you, he liked cooking.  He was good at it. Plus the idea of having a classroom with a fridge and cooking equipment all set up was perfect! Daichi could cook anytime he wanted, he did have a key after all. At least one of them, the second one Junko had, she was the leader.

Peering into the fridge he looked over the stock, which really just consisted of sodas for now. Once they got enough members he assumed he, Junko and the others would plan out what to cook and when, and he would shop for it he did, probably, have the most spare time out of all of them. Taking a soda out of the fridge he closed the door and looked over to Junko- Who had fallen asleep. Yup thats the founder alright. He figured he let her sleep for the time being.

Popping the tab on the soda, he took a sip and sat down across from Junko with his notebook in front him, setting down his soda he began to doodle. On said paper he doodle a poor outline of an apron and began planning his own. Junko has suggested they all make aprons for the first club meet, after all everyone probably needed one so why not make it fun? Daichi liked the idea enough. Quietly he went to back to work on doodling. 

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Souta had made the decision to join the cooking club. He wanted to meet cute girls and get some friends. Miuna was a nice friend but he was feeling weird about her lately. Tsukiko was more like an annoying little sister that he felt like he needed to protect but man was she irritating sometimes and well those were his only friends. He didn't think either of them were cute enough to be his friends. Well, he was telling himself that. In truth, he thought they were cute. Kinda. Maybe.

WHO CARES!

This wasn't the time to be thinking about the thorns in his side. (aka Miuna and Tsukiko) Right now he had to worry about being able to join the club. Meeting some nice girls. Maybe... JUST MAYBE. GETTING A CUTE GIRLFRIEND. The guy was girl crazy so of course he wasn't just joining because he liked cooking. It was also because girls tended to like cooking too right?

It was now or never!! HE BUSTED INSIDE. HE BOWED HIS HEAD. RAISED IT AND SALUTED (for some reason).

"H-HELLO I AM SOUTA. SUZUKI SOUTA A SECOND YEAR AND I WANT TO JOIN THIS CLUB." Damn he was just eye catching wasn't he----

"WHY IS THERE A GUY AWAKE DOODLING AND A GIRL SLEEPING?! M-M-M-MY AMAZING ENTRANCE WAS FOR THE GIRL!!" Well not specifically. She just happened to be the only girl in there.

[Miuna]

Miuna was esctatic over the idea of a cooking club, especially one created by Junko. The girl had mentioned her plans before of learning to cook but their relationship at the time had still been recovering. Now that they were friends again and Junko's club had gone through, Miuna was more than happy to join. A club together meant more time hanging out, especially since their schedules were so limited already. Sighing happily, she walked towards the club entrance, a plate of chocolate cake in hand.

After all, what better way to introduce yourself at a cooking club than with a sample of your skills?

Noticing the door slightly ajar, Miuna rushed forward, believing the club to already be underway. How could she already be late, wasn't the first meeting not for another ten minutes?! She held the cake steady as she turned into the doorway, only to notice a very familiar head of green hair blocking her.

"Oi, Broccoli Head!" She said, pouting slightly as she looked up at his tall form. Was he also joining as well? He was a decent baker, that was for sure but she never took him to be the 'club type.' Sighing, she slid around him, entering the room to put down the cake.

"Stupid, what were you thinking stopping in front of the door?" She was teasing him, of course, waving politely at Daichi as she set down the pastry. Once she knew it couldn't be knocked over she went over to Junko, tapping the girl awake.

"Hey, Jojo-chan I'm here. Wake up already, or I'm sending your sleeping face to your faction leader!"

[junko ୧( ॑ധ ॑)୨]

She couldn't help jolting awake, not after the sudden yelling that burst into the club room followed by Miuna's tapping. It was a rude awakening and it worked real well. She jumped in her seat, slipping off the chair a bit as she landed on the loor. "I-I'm awake! I-I'm awake!!"

She glanced around the room for a moment, getting back up on her feet as she patted off her skirt. She then put her hands on her hips, posing a bit. "W-welcome to the Cooking Club's first official meeting!!!" She beamed, seemingly bursting with energy after just waking up. It was a Junko thing. "Daichi and I have put together a pretty cool ice breaker to get us sitarted off as a club!" She quickly moved over the desks that were covered with fabrics and tools, looking at the other three with a sparkle in her eye.

"What's a chef without their handy dandy....apron!!" She pulled out a white apron, as if to display what an apron was. As if they didn't already know. "I figured what better way to start things off than to make our own personalized aprons!! You guys can go nuts and put whatever you want on them." She paused before looking at them with a worried look on her face. "W-within reason of course..."

[Daichi]

Of course with in a handful of minutes two students came charging into the room. He was thrown of by the loud boy, who proclaimed himself as Suzuki Souta, when he entered the room. Daichi had opened his mouth to say 'welcome' but apparently the boy still had more to say. Something about impressing Junko- What a ladies man. Then someone else showed up, following behind the boy and promptly telling him to move out of the way before setting down a cake? Well at least it was apparent she could cook already. Or at least she could cook a cake, that is.

As soon as Junko was up and gleaming, Daichi stood up as well and followed her welcome with his own. "Welcome to the club." Grabbing up his notebook and tucking it under is arm he also made his way over to the desk lined with supply's for decorating. After Junko had pretty much informed them of the activity for today he spoke up. " We have puff paint, glitter, other cloth you can sew into the apron to make patterns. " He said gesturing to the things in front of them. " We may have gone a bit over board, but theres plenty of things here for you to use. if you need any help feel free to ask." He smiled at the new company

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It became clear that here too he would not find peace. For Miuna, his friend was joining. Of course, she was, he thought to himself as he stood there. How dare she call him stupid! How rude! But for now, he would ignore her. The last thing he needed was for others to think he answered to 'stupid' or 'broccoli head'. They would start calling him those names if he did. It would be better if Miuna was the only one calling him such things. Just like it was normal for Tsukiko to call him Sou-chan.

"Not very happy to see me are you..." He muttered more to himself than to her.

As Souta walked over to the supplies laid on the desk. He wondered if he should try making some frog faces on his apron. He rather liked the idea of having individual aprons, made by your own hands. It would give the club this sort of official look. Well, that was what he was thinking as he stared at a cute bottle of green sparkles. His apron needed to stand out. HE NEEDED THEM ALL TO SEE THE GLORY OF FROGS.

FROGS ARE CUTE.

"So are we allowed to go out and buy other things if we need them?" He asked staring at Daichi. This other guy was a bit taller. An inch. Yet he felt like he was looking at a younger student. Only they had the same pins so the same year. This guy had a cute baby face. Yes, that's what it was.

"Hmm." He stared some more before blurting out. "Hamster." Yes, he was indeed a hamster type guy. That is to say, the guy reminded him of a hamster.

[Miuna]

"Hm? Of course I am," Miuna said to him while Junko woke up, ignoring his whispering ways. "Isn't this great? Now we can all cook together and use the school to buy ingredients. No more spending our own money when we've got a nice budget waiting for us. We do have a budget, right?" She laughed as the other girl fell to the floor, taking a few steps back to begin cutting her cake. She managed to slice four smaller pieces of it to give out while the other two began the meeting.

An apron, huh? Miuna had an apron back in her room but she hadn't brought it today. It was something her parents had bought her when she first started cooking for them, a small token of their appreciation. Both of them had done a number on it, embroidery covering almost every section of cloth. It was embarrassing to wear here at the school and she had taken to just wearing whatever was left over in the Home Ec room.

Now she was being given a new apron, and the idea came to her almost instantly. Taking the white cloth and the red paint, she splattered some across the apron and around the edges. Holding it up, she smiled at the rest of the club. "I call it 'The Butcher.' See, cause there's all these red splotches on it!"

[junko ୧( ॑ധ ॑)୨]

Junko promptly pat Daichi on the back a few times. "Aahh loosen up Dai-chan !! We're all friends here! No need to be so formal gahaha!!" She laughed, shaking her head as she pat his back a few more times before trotting over to Miuna who had been ever so kind as to bring them a cake. Junko wasn't going to say no to more free friend....

"Ah yeah !! The school usually makes sure the fridge is stocked for club needs or in case any students have forgotten their meals. That's another task for the cooking club as well! If we ever run out of things we're allowed to bring a list to the teachers and they'll give us enough to get just that. As long as we don't go too wild...." She'd already been warned that if they were constantly having to restock they'd have to start pitching in for costs as well.

"...Geeze Na-chan. That's...chipper...." She squinted in Miuna's direction, suddenly loosing her appetite....