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[One December afternoon as carols and the sound of jingle bells belt from every business' speakers, filling people with Christmas cheer (and exhaustion) weeks before the actual event, one imPort posts a text to the network.]

You'd think that with there being four of us ordering at least one of us would get our name right, right?

l o l no

[Attached to the post is a selfie of teens showing off their favorite signature holiday drinks, but the focus of the picture are the names -- confidently scribbled across the cup of each drink are Grant, Kenneth, Utah, and Moore, and anybody who knows these boys will know that those are pretty much the 4kids dub version of their names at best.]

Let's pretend there's a campfire and share some stories about ways your name has been spelled or pronounced since coming here. I'm sure it's happened to a majority of us. （´。` ）

((ooc: Any of the boys featured in the post -- Gran, Kidou, Endou, Ken -- may respond to you!! Likewise, feel free to threadjack and hit up anybody and consider it a shitpost free-for-all. HAPPY HOLIDAYS.))

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i yhink its funny that kens got longer and mine got shorter

[At least the coffee orders themselves weren't wrong or anything, although there's something bugging him about his and he can't quite put his finger on it.]

does anyone elses coffee taste funny? i don't remember my last pumpkin spice tasting like this. maybe i got the wrong order

[Somewhere, some poor guy named Moore didn't have his weird pumpkin spice latte, and they were laughing it up over how silly their named was spelled. Such is the way of the coffee gods, they bringeth, and they taketh away...mostly for a cheap chuckle.]

do i tell them?

[Kidou looks over at Endou, watching him for a few seconds. He debates saying anything; but can't shake the vaguely guilty hesitance he's gotten all too familiar with. The one that comes with deceiving someone he cares about.

But he had to do what he did, stepping in and clarifying one vital detail about Endou's order for him. He doesn't really regret it. It was for the best.

Endou on caffeine is not an Endou he particularly wants to be around. And neither, he's sure, does anyone else.

He leans over a little to be heard better against the background noise.]

You don't think that's yours?

[Endou looks up from his phone to stare at Kidou briefly, before looking back at his drink.]

I'm not sure...do you think they make it different here than at that festival?

[Is there a standard coffee practice that everyone follows? Endou has a confused look on his face. If he hadn't already downed half the cup he might be a bit more upset about this. Instead there's just a guilt that if he called them to the plate about this that he did so AFTER he finished his drink. What even is the code of coffee conduct in this situation?]

It's possible.

[He really, really should have just come clean instead of making noncommittal statements and letting Endou come to other (wrong) conclusions. That would be the right thing to do. The longer he draws this out, the worse it'll get.

It's act, or don't. Now or never.

He takes a sip of his (caffeinated) creme brulee and waits just a bit more.]

I guess the Goddess of Victory did not smile on me today.

[He will just have to continue his search to find somewhere that will make him a Pumpkin Spice Latte exactly like those that he had at the Harvest Festival.

He faces the worst hardships. The struggle is real...]

[It's a struggle that also lasts all of two seconds before he's grinning brightly at Kidou again.]

How's your drink Kidou?

[Kick him in the heart, why don't you.... is it really that drastic a change? Does it matter, he asks himself more harshly. It's noticed.

But Endou seems to snap out of it, and when Kidou replies, it's still not a confession.]

Not bad. I wouldn't mind getting it again.

It smelled good that's for sure. Though all the drinks did. Reminded me of hot chocolate a little.

[He takes another sip of his own coffee and swirls it a bit after...maybe all the flavor wasn't mixed together yet. Or maybe it just needed an extra sweet thing to go with it.

Endou turns his head to take a glance back towards the counter by the register, where the glass case had all their different pastries on display. There's a bit of brief apprehension on his part. If the coffee wasn't as good...]

Hmm...Kidou, do you think their pumpkin spice loaf will be any good?

[Kidou looks thoughtful, following Endou's stare. It could come across as him considering the question. Instead, he's mentally resolving to quietly test if the decaffeinated version of his drink tasted that different later.]

I don't see why it wouldn't be. Looks like it sells well.

[There were definitely more of them when they came in than there are now.]

[Ken raises his eyebrows and looks over at his friend.]

Lemme see.

[He's probably just gonna sniff it or something.]

I think you have the right one. Maybe it's different because you got it somewhere else before?

[Endou looks up at Ken and offers his drink over. It smells like a pumpkin spice latte. It even looks like one...but there's just something in the flavor that seems so very wrong to him.]

You think so? I wasn't sure honestly. It smelled the same...but....I didn't think there would be a difference.

[That Harvest Festival truly will be difficult to beat. His search will just have to continue...until the end of the season, at least. But he doesn't know that.]

Mmmmmm.

[Ken makes a face. He looks at the cup. Then, he...

looks up at Endou.]

I think Kidou-kun pulled a fast one on you.

[He points to the little boxes on the sleeve of the cup, where the little X has been drawn in the decaf square.]

He decaffeinated you.

[In the background, Kidou goes from mostly still to completely still. Caught.]

[Endou stares at the cup.]

Oh so that's what that means...

[Wait...what was that about Kidou!?! His head whips around to look at his friend! His facr says it all. Deception! Disgrace! Clear as the goggles on his face!]

Kidou!?! Why?!

[Et tu Kidou? It's not even March yet....you couldn't wait?]

[He knew he should have owned up immediately. He knew it. But he didn't, and that's on him.]

I wouldn't have done it without a reason. [That he has no idea how to say without sounding insulting.] Sorry.

[Less for the action than the deception about it.]

Perhaps its just a slightly different amount of ingredients, Endou-kun.

[Here to offer a slightly more buyable excuse, the resident alien is.]

Each barista has their own touch, maybe.

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