"Dammit Piko, I told you we should've went the other way!" Mikuo groaned as the two wrapped their baggy hoodies around themselves. "We should just eat that stuff, there's no city for miles, and we're lost out in the cold!"
"But Kuo, this stuff is for the customer!"
"Who cares about the customer!?"
"I do!" Piko grinned
"Well I don't!" Mikuo growled, making a grab for the food.
"Mikuo!" the silver haired boy gasped, holding the food just out of his reach.
"Just gimme the damn pizza!"
"No, this pizza was ordered by, and therefore, belongs to the customer, making it their property. You don't eat other people's property, it's impolite." Piko said matter-of-factly.
"Who cares about being polite? We're gunna starve to death, because you refused to ask for directions, you stubborn bastard!"
"Ah ah ah, language." The slightly younger boy scolded. "Here I have a chocolate bar with me, why don't you eat that?" he smiled, holding said bar out to his friend. The older boy grumbled a thank you, and proceeded to devour the candy. He took a particularly large bite, a few squares of the fudge bar sticking out of his mouth. "Hey, save some for me," Piko bit down on the other end, making Mikuo blush.
"Dammit Utatane…" he murmured, flustered.
I just randomly remembered an old MMD video I watched that had this scene in it, minus the chocolate part. Anyway, I started shipping Mikuo and Piko about half way through this little train-wreck of a drable-ish thing. May write more of them, may not. And the "Who care about the customer!?" scene is from Spongebob, so it's not mine, obiviously.