Your two dads, Shouta Aizawa and Hizashi Yamada decided that it would be a splendid idea to make a cake with you, your brother Shinso Hitoshi and your little sister Eri. It was more so Hizashi’s idea, but you get the general point.

However what he failed to mention, was that you didn’t have a recipe. So whilst Shouta was working on cleaning up the abundance of messes made in the past 10 minutes, Hizashi was holding Eri and mixing the batter.

“1000¥, the batter tastes like shit.” Shinso betted you, he was reprimanded with a ‘language’ by Shouta because Eri was in the room, but he paid no attention. You two had just been watching the chaos go down.