Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Pre series
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Ran had been so busy going over the moves she'd practiced earlier that morning (and trying to figure out ways to speed up her attacks) that she hadn't realized it was Christmas until she went out into town.She jogged to one of the store windows. It had snowed last night, making the already festive display seem even more picturesque. As for the display itself... it was jam packed with toys and clothes, tinsel and plastic tree branches.
Which meant that the paint brushes stood out against it all.
Ran rested a gloved hand against the store window. She was certain that the brushes had been put simply because there wasn't enough room for them anywhere else... but they looked like what Retsu used. And now that she thought about Retsu and his supplies (she tried not to let herself get distracted by his painting, but every now and then he came up with something so colorful that it couldn't help but catch her eye), his old brushes were starting to wear thin. Maybe it was time to get him some new ones...
But then he'd probably just complain about how they weren't quite the right type, and she didn't understand anything about technique, and a lot of other things until she finally got fed up and smacked him.
She went back to her jog. Christmas spirit only went so far.