**Author's Note**

I haven't played Persona 3 (or FES or P3P) in a little while so please bear with me if I remember a few things a bit oddly (like when and how it came out that Yuka's afraid of ghosts. I'm pretty sure everyone was there and it was in the lounge but I could be wrong.) Please also bear with my rather rusty writing as I haven't seriously written anything in ages. That said, I was (and still am) trying to work out a story. These are all random scenes that came to my mind that I decided to share while I figure out an actual story. Never know, I might take one of these and make a story out of them. Let me know what you think, constructive criticism is awesome.

Minako never understood Yukari's fear of ghosts.

When it had come out into the open, she'd said so too, in her typically tactless words-are-not-filtered-by-conscious-thought manner.

Junpei snickered and was promptly smacked upside the head by Akihiko, who gave him a bit of a miffed look. The grin never slid off Junpei's face through the whole process.

Yukari blinked at Minako, "Why? What don't you understand?"

Minako huffed, "We see the dark hour every night, or at least every night we're not too busy being unconscious. Blood and eery green light everywhere. We fight shadows, which are like some weird mix of oogie boogies and a fancy dress party. We summon personas that look.. really, really weird. I mean, you remember Mara, don't you?"

There was a collective shudder. It was safe to assume not a single person in the room would ever forget Mara.

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Minako darted around the kitchen, randomly flinging cupboard doors open and rummaging through them. She pulled out different items that almost seemed to have nothing to do with each other whatsoever, the entire time filling the air with chatter. He caught some of it, enough to know that after all was said and done, they were supposed to be having ice cream. If it came out right. He wasn't really sure how that would happen, but as he watched her nearly crawl into the refrigerator to scoop out some milk and eggs, he figured she knew what she was doing.

Everything assembled, Minako began dictating the various steps of the process. She laid out two different plastic bags, explaining that the smaller one would have the soon-to-be ice cream in it, and the bigger bag would hold the salt.

He blinked, "Salt?"

Minako nodded, "Yep, just make sure you use table salt, and not road salt like Fuuka did. That was kinda gross."

He winced.

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No one was sure how she did it. Minako was constantly on the move, a blur of brown hair and gray uniform, there for a few minutes, a wave, a smile and then she was gone again. Her own dorm mates had to call her on her cell phone to get any real time with her apart from their Tartarus missions. It was oddly like living with an idol.

Today was like any other. They'd all been home ten minutes or so when she came in last, grabbed some snacks, and flew out the door, leaving only a rapidly babbled explanation of where she was going and a faint air of confusion behind her. Junpei was the first to speak up.

"Hehe, wonder where she's always off to in such a rush. You'd think she was hiding a boyfriend somewhere!"

Akihiko, Ken and Shinji all glared at him. He ducked his head slightly and shrugged, "Well, it's possible!"

Minako, who had been happily chatting away with Bunkichi and Mitsuko, sneezed.