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Now that Akechi was about to be on the team, Ryuji and (Y/N) wanted to figure out SOME way to have fun during the duration of having to work with the mess of a guy. So they were texting in class about it like the rebels they are. At first they thought about having prank wars with Akechi, then (Y/N) pointed out that Akechi would have to participate for it to be a war. Ryuji suggested that they should get the Akira to get him the shittiest armor and weapons possible, but it would be too obvious. (Y/N) thought of coming up with a bunch of random code words and using them in front of Akechi just to be annoying, but Ryuji responded passionately about it. "Hell naw! We gotta go for something just as stupid as it is extreme and believable!" They continued arguing over how to mess with Akechi until someone else finally said something in the group chat. It was Ann.
-Maybe you guys could come up with some dumb fake ritual? Like, to be a phantom thief, you have to (blank)!
(Y/N) and Ryuji looked at each other and nodded.
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The Phantom Thieves were having one last huzzah in mementos before they had to fight alongside with Akechi. And instead of fighting shadows like they should've, Joker was driving around in circles and letting his teammates argue over what to do to Akechi. Makoto and Haru just wanted their relations to be peaceful, Yusuke and Ann had a general opposition but wanted to do something dramatic if they were going to do something. Morgana honestly didn't give a shit, which wasn't like him. Futaba, (Y/N), and Ryuji however wanted to strive for excellence. The trio was currently huddled in the back of the van, giggiling like children. Makoto looked borderline worried. "H-hey, what are you guys-" "THATS PERFECT! YOU'RE A GENIUS FUTABA!" Makoto sighed. Yusuke was about to ask what they were discussing, but decided against it.
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Ryuji and Futaba were snickering. They were walking up the stairs to the first Phantom Thieves meeting with Akechi. They were about to reveal the master plan. When they made their appearance in the attic, (Y/N) immediately questioned them. "Hey, where have you been?" (Please god someone tell me that they get that reference). Ryuji went wide-eyed. "O-oh, us? We've been uh, plannin' stuff." Futaba rolled her eyes and approached Akechi. He looked at her quizzingly. "Hey, now that you're one of us, you have to choose a ritual to go through. You can thank Mona later." He looked confused. "A what exactly?" Ryuji grinned. "You know! A right of passage? A cermony?" (Y/N), Futaba, and Ryuji started to grin. Makoto looked scared. She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Oh jeez. Guys, could you just this once-"
"Annndddd your choices are the ceremonial 'go down the stairs on this thing', the classic 'eat a napkin', or the all time favorite, 'go fight a stranger'!" Futaba looked pleased. Akechi looked shocked. Makoto was flat out embarrassed. "I-I'm so sorry Akechi, they can be like this sometimes-" (Y/N) interrupted her. "Hey! It's tradition! Remember when you beat up that guy at the station?" (Y/N) was grinning like a madman. Ann piped in, grinning as well. "Yeah! That was so cool, Makoto-Senpai!" Makoto literally whimpered in defeat. Futaba turned back to Akechi expectantly. "So chump, what's it gonna be?" Akechi looked flustered. "W-well..... no. I'm not doing any of those things." A collective groan from everyone except Haru. "You all didn't make me do any of those things.....". Ryuji turned to her. "Psh, of course we didn't! You're way too sweet for that!" Yusuke was about to speak up, but was quickly shut down with a subtle glare from Futaba. She intensely whispered, "Can it Inari." He sighed.
(Y/N) stood up and made an offer. "Alright bird man, I can show you how harmless any of these are if you let me do them first." Akechi glared at her. "Don't call me that." (Y/N) snickered. "Pshhh. Alright then, Medical office before photo." "....did you just call me a medical office before photo?" (Y/N) crossed her arms. "You heard me." Haru instantly sensed the tension. "U-um... we shouldn't argue! We should be getting along!" Akechi huffed, then smirked. "So, (Y/N), I'd love to see you demonstrate the 'ceremonial going down the stairs in this thing'". (Y/N) shrugged.
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"You uh, you sure about this dude?" Ryuji looked concerned. He hadn't thought that (Y/N) was going to slide down the stairs in Leblanc just to make a point. She was sitting on the top of a rusty garbage lid, positioned at an angle so she could slide. "Yeah. I'm sure." "Wait." Makoto stepped around (Y/N) and looked down the stairs. Ryuji groaned. "C'mon, we've waited, like, 15 minutes for the customers to leave! No ones come in in the last 30 seconds!" She sighed. "Alright then. Let's do this.", Akira finally spoke up.
"Annndddd....... go!"
Ryuji shoved his foot on the back of the lid, causing (Y/N) to skid down the stairs quickly. She crashed at the bottom loudly. Boss was startled. "W-what the hell was that?"