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- Yume trolls everyone with a Phantom Thieves Are Magical Girls headcanon

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Drabble:

Futaba, the most secretive and shut-in hermit who rarely talks to anyone about her personal interests and especially never admits to anything that could send her to prison, caves and tells Yume first.

To be fair, Yume is her soul-sister. She doesn't keep anything from the older girl. Sojiro is great but he doesn't want to deal with her growing up and changing. Given, transforming into a completely different outfit through magic and wand waving isn't what Sojiro has in mind but Futaba's not social enough to know that's why Yume laughs when she explains not mentioning it to him.

"We'll figure out a way to break it to Sojiro," Yume finally says when she catches her breath. She pets the girl's hair and reassures her that everything will be alright and not to worry; she's got this.

They spend the night eating popcorn and poking and prodding at the suit because magic. The skin-tight suit is like armor, which can transport something Futaba doesn't want touching her through it instead of letting it hit her.

"This is so cool," Yume comments with her arm in front of Futaba's stomach and her hand wiggling out the younger girl's back.

Futaba's oohing and poking the arm. "Just wait until you meet Prometheus."

Prometheus is a green ball of fluff which Futaba shoves off on Yume so the younger teen can sleep in peace for a month. Yume doesn't mind and coos over the youngest alien fluff which turns her friend into an actual magical girl. Prometheus likes eating her baking and playing her videogames.

And so starts Yume's research into what a Persona-alien-puffball is.

;;;

The first Thieves Yume sees after the revelation that magic and aliens are a thing on this world are the twin brothers Akira and Ren.

Akira is up earlier in the morning and joins her for breakfast because she always eats at Sojiro's café. Yume and he share a smile and settle into a peaceful half hour. Then Sojiro gives his usual sigh and sends the older teen to wake his brother up.

Ren, who's the more outgoing of the two, messes Yume's hair as he runs by. Akira's silently laughing at her back, grabbing her purse and holding it out for when she's ready to go.

"One of these days I'm waking up you," Yume growls at the older brother, "with an air horn."

"You like me too much to do that," Ren taunts between mouthfuls of breakfast.

Yume huffs and nods her thanks to Akira as she stands. Then she's catching sight of the television and the opportunity is too good to give up. "I wish I was that flexible."

"You're the most flexible person I kn-" Ren cuts off because he's choking. He and Akira stare with wide eyes at the news showcasing the Phantom Thieves' latest activities.

"No, really," Yume sighs wistfully and leans on Akira while one of the male Thieves does the splits. Akira flinches and makes an aborted motion for his calves. "Everyone always takes about how cool the Thieves are or how strong or how brave they must be to face the injustice and save the world every week. And yah, they are, but those legs, boys. I'm sure they can pull their foot over their head if they wanted."

Akira whimpers at the thought. Ren's ashen.

"The things that interest you," Sojiro sighs and washes their dishes. He grabs Ren's plate without glancing away from the screen. "Don't you boys have school?"

"Right," Ren clears his throat and gathers his stuff. Akira wraps an arm around Yume and keeps her close as they follow the older brother. A cat pops out of the older twin's bag and Yume slips Morgana some treats. Akira chuckles above her, finally relaxing away from the reminder of their circus-like night.

And yes, she knows. Kind of hard not to when the leader of the thieves looks like the twins and must hang around Futaba. The guys probably switch who is in the limelight and who's sneaking around because there is no way one does this without the other.

"So, Yume," Ren falls back to walk with them. "What are you going to do while we suffer in school?"

"Baking, probably." Prometheus keeps eating everything she makes and she just wants a brownie. "Futaba's still passed out, which I hope means she's doing well."

"I'm sure she is," Akira says with a comforting squeeze.

"I want some of your food," Ren mockingly pouts, snatching her hand. Yume raises an eyebrow but lets him play with her fingers. "We never seem to eat together anymore."

"And which one of us is always busy?" Yume raises both her eyebrows and throws them a look.

"We'll come by tonight," Akira whispers against her ear, glaring at his brother to just try and disagree.

"Fine," Ren sighs and laces their fingers. "Who am I to say no to a home cooked meal?"

"The best friend who knows he's going to be food poisoned," Yume says easily.

Ren mock gasps and pulls away, and she can feel Akira smiling. "You wound me, my dream."

"Not yours," Yume shoots back and stops at the train terminal's entrance. Akira lets go to wave as they walk on. "Have a great day, guys! Try not to pull anything!"

They wince.

She counts it as a win.