Why Mutsumi hates watching movies with her mother.
1.
"Fast forward."
"Huh?" Before Mutsumi could say or do anything, the movie in the screen suddenly increased in speed.
What was once a quiet snowy scene was now a burning landscape.
She turned to her mother who was not so inconspicuously holding the remote control. She waved it lightly.
"It wasn't anything important. Just that the bridge blew up."
Mutsumi continued to stare at her mother, unimpressed. "Why?"
"Trust mother, Mutsumi-chan. You don't want to see that."
Well, neither did Ichika because she was part of that scene. She always had an odd secondhand embarrassment when she watched her more inexperienced self do such roles.
There was no way she was watching that with her daughter.
And as she remembered the next scene of her dead body (a doll) turning into a zombie, Ichika readied the remote, a finger on the button.
2.
"Oh my. That one's pretty hot."
"Mama! Don't make this weird." Mutsumi pouted next to her mother on the couch. All she wanted was to watch the latest movie her friend recommended.
"Sorry, darling." Nino smirked next to her blushing daughter. On her lap was a bowl of popcorn that her manicured fingers helped itself to. "So which one do you have a crush on?"
"I wanted to watch this again for the plot! The romance was really good and exciting."
"Sure, Mutsumi." Nino turned her grinning gaze back to their television. "The plot."
On screen, one of the vampires, played by a handsome teenage actor, decided to take-off his shirt.
Mutsumi tried not to inhale too loudly as her mother chuckled next to her.
"Don't worry. I was your age too." Nino consoled her daughter with a small pat on the head.
"Yeah, like thirty years ago."
"Watch it." Nino flicked a kernel of popcorn at her daughter which easily Mutsumi caught in her mouth. "Don't worry, I won't tell Papa you're into boys yet."
"Actually, Papa didn't seem to mind when we watched this last week." Mutsumi's face scrunched up in question. "He was really taken in with the werewolf subplot of the movie for some reason."
"Oh really..." An edge entered Nino's tone as a blonde actress with shapely legs entered only wearing her underwear.
For some reason, all werewolves were female so they always kept themselves lightly dressed.
Just as another skimpily clad woman entered the screen, her mother had already left with her cellphone in hand.
Apologizing to her Papa in her head, Mutsumi allowed herself to get back to her movie.
3.
"Wait a second."
Slamming her tiny finger on the remote for the nth time today, Mutsumi glared at her mother.
"Okaa-sama, this is getting absurd."
"No, the only thing that's absurd is why all these warlords who should be in the later years of their lives are all teenagers. Also, why are they girls?"
Mutsumi pouted. When the new precure movie was going to be based on the sengoku period, she thought she could finally get her mother into something she liked but...
"Also, they used the wrong crest for Yukimura Sanada. If they're going to use him then..."
"Okaa-sama, please." Miku paused as her child pulled her sleeve with a wobbly lip. She pursed her lip but then put on a gentle smile.
"Okay. I'll stop." She put her arm around her daughter and hugged her. It was rare for Mutsumi and her to bond over something so it'd be bad if she ruined it.
Mutsumi smiled back, releasing a sigh of release as both mother and daughter settled back down again.
They both then watched the magical girl movie set in the sengoku period in peace...
"We are here to revive Japan's greatest moster, Nobunaga Oda!"
"What!? Nobunaga Oda was nothing close to the worst warlord. In fact, among his contributions compared to..."
"Okaa-sama, no!"
...mostly peace.
4.
"Dun dun"
"Kaa-san." Mutsumi squirmed in her mother's lap. Yotsuba's strong arms were wrapped around her daughter, not willing to move an inch .
"Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun"
"Kaa-san, stop." Her mother always did this. Shark movies, zombie movies, ghost movies. It was always something with jumpscares.
Her mother didn't get scared. She got excited. She would start bracing herself, waiting for the jumpscare , increasing the tension for Mutsumi more than it should have been.
"Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun"
"It won't work." It's not like Mutsumi was getting scared. Nope. It just her mother always got so caught up and...
"Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun du- Kyaaaahhhh!"
"Kyaaah!
The bowl of popcorn in her lap flew as Yotsuba squeezed her daughter the same time the shark on the screen jumped out of the water and took a bite of the human.
Her mother's joyful excited scream mixed together with her daughter's one of pure terror.
Fuutarou, who was sleeping on the other side of the bed, threw a pillow at both.
5.
"Uwaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!"
Fuutarou tried to suppress the twitch of his left eyebrow. Unfortunately, it was still going on as he stared down at the two crying females.
He made sure to direct his annoyance at the older of the two who was leaking tears just as much as their daughter next to her.
"Itsuki...why..." It was less of a question than a tired call for explanation. He thought they had discussed this already.
"I'm sowwy..." Itsuki clutched his shirt as she buried her sniffling face into his chest. Mutsumi did the same though it was through rubbing her face all over his left pant leg.
"D-daddy...the p-p-puppy...the p-p-puppy...!"
Sighing, he placed one hand on the top of Mutsumi's head while the other rubbed his wife's back.
He did all of it with with a deadpan expression. It was impossible to get angry when it was both of them crying.
This was why he told Itsuki to stop watching her favourite movies with Mutsumi.
Every time, every single time, the puppy just had to die. Or the pony. Or the adorable visualization of an imaginary friend.
He wanted to be surprised Mutsumi hadn't gotten used to it yet but then he remembered her mom sobbing into his shirt at the moment.
Looks like he'll be buying two tubs of ice cream later
AN: These are all based on the quints favourite type of movie besides Ichika which I found more fun if it was one of her own. Yeah Mutsumi's age flipflops but whatever.