English vs Engrish

Selena sat on the bed, surrounded by shirts and sweaters. There was a box, boxing tape and it was postmarked for her house in Canada already. She just had to fill this one and then figure out if she would need another box or not... Regalia was in the box, playing with a toy for now in there as Selena hmmed and tried to decide which ones went back first...

There was one hoodie, one sweater and one zip up hoodie, and then a dozen shirts in varying sizes. All were covered in 'English'. Beautiful 'English'. She stared at the BUTTER one for a moment...

Aito sat nearby, watching silently as Selena kept looking at clothes she'd bought; she was in Japan yet she'd found a lot of shirts with English on them...he guessed it was a thing, but whatever...

She'd bought a lot though...really...

"Hibiki, what do you think of this one? It is awful enough? Or should I give it to the King? Kostya needs an especially bad one, he's Russian." Selena laughed as she held up two equally Engrish shirts. One said "SOME WHERE I HAVE NEVER BEEN SOMETIMES I AM" whereas the other said "try my delicious SALT BEEF".

"Awful...?"

He looked at the shirts, looking at the texts on it and trying to figure out which one was...completely horrid as she was trying to pick out. "The....salt one...?"

Like he knew...He barely even knew English....

"Yeah, can't you... No you can't read english can you?" Selena tried to cover her mouth to hide the laughter, ending up stuffing the salt beef over her mouth. She fell to her side, this whole time she had been showing him them and wondering what his problem was... But he was Japanese! One who barely knew ANY english at that...

"These are all horrible english. Like... imagine someone putting the symbol for... I don't know, women's toliet on a shirt and going OH COOL JAPANESE! Which does happen, so don't get all grumps at me. Worse, people get that tattooed on them..."

"Not really...Don't know much. He replied, his eye unconsciously twitching as Selena fell over in on her side as she attempted to hide her laughter.

The shirts were...horrible English? Wh...Why would anyone put the characters for women's toilet on a shirt!? People tat...

"E...Eh...?" Some people were...literally that stupid? They were stupid enough to not...research what they were getting...

Aito blinked, remaining silent for a few short moments as that thought crossed his mind...

Watching the eye twitch, Selena covered a smile again though the laugh got out despite her attempts to hide it again. Hibiki was annoyed a bit, he didn't like it when she got amused at him over things... She really should be better about his ignorance really.

"Yes, you heard me~ Hm you want one of these? I'm sure there's your size in here. You can have the glorious 'LET'S COFFEE! YES YOU BEAUTY GIRL'?" Picking up the one closest to her other than the two she dropped, she held it out and held back chuckles. It had obviously more writing to it, but it was horrible already, the rest was just icing on a perfect cake.

If it wasn't apparent, Selena adored language mess ups of all sorts. Speaking German, English and French fluently, she was also well versed in Japanese and Italian and knew smatterings of a few other languages...

"No..." If it was shitty English then why the hell would he want it!? The one she held up already looked ridiculous...

If they were so bad why had she bought so many of them? She liked horrible English that much?

Even as she held out the shirt he didn't accept it, blinking once as she continued in her attempts to muffle her laughter and amusement.

"But it'd look so fitting on you..." Selena got a familiar glint to her eyes and smile as she looked over at Hibiki. Judging the distance from the bed to the man who did not want the shirt, she sat up and moved into position. She was going to get it on him... she needed this evidence... Just let him try to flee~

Aito wasn't looking at her, though as she quieted after speaking he did, noting her change in position. What....

Instinctively he tried to back away some; just what the hell did she think she was going to do?

"..."

Selena noticed the instinctive prey reaction in the man and her smile grew. Legs tensing, she dove off of the bed and scrambled to her feet as she attempted to grab Hibiki's shirt and hold him in place... he seemed ready for her, she might have her work cut out for her.

Aito leaned back quickly as Selena dove, landing off of the bed just before she attempted to grab him; he moved to get off on the other side as she scrambled momentarily and just narrowly escaped her grasp.

A frustrated noise escaped him; just what the hell!?

"I don't want the damn shirt..."

"But I want to see a genuine Japanese man in a genuine shitty engrish shirt!" Selena teased, happy Hibiki had successfully escaped her. This could be fun... She was grinning happily, a bit more carefree than usual as a happy laugh sounded. Hibiki was using the bed as a shield? He was on the other side of it now...

Backing up to the balcony door, she took a running start so she could vault over the bed and get to the Tsundere.

"I don't want it!" Aito retorted, watching as Selena backed up towards the balcony before she bolted towards the bed again.

She was insane!

Just as she jumped he moved again, getting the hell away from her. He was not going to put on that shitty shirt! This was stupid!

"You just have to try it on! And let me take pictures!" Selena's giggle was pleased, happy with the chase. She had landed just as Hibiki fled more, getting her balance before she shot after the man. She was smiling, honestly just enjoying chasing him around at the moment more than forcing him to wear the shirt...

He was openly saying he didn't want something, which was very nice. She wouldn't force him to wear it...not that he had to know that... it'd keep him fleeing~

"Hell no!"

No way in hell she was getting him in that stupid shirt and taking pictures! She was risking the lives of said shirt and camera by threatening such a thing!

As she made a rush for him again he bolted once more, going around the table to use it as an obstacle.

He wasn't putting on that damn shirt...

"There's no logical reason so be so upset over it, Mr Tsun! Unless you like the engrish?" O man this would really annoy him~ Selena laughed more, following Hibiki to the table. It stood between them... Did he really doubt her jumping skills that badly?

Her hand on the table, she hopped up onto it in a brief second with a wicked grin. It was no obstacle! Her bare feet padded across it, slowly stalking the potentially cornered prey...

"Why the hell would I like it!?" She was insane! None of his clothing really even had anything on them! They were plain, colored clothing with no bullshit! "And I'm not a damn tsundere!"

He was upset because she was chasing him around the damn room trying to get him into the stupid thing!

As Selena jumped up on the table he attempted to dodge again, moving under the table to where he could bolt again as another frustrated noise arose.

"You don't have to keep it or wear it anywhere!" Selena laughed more as Hibiki attempted to flee her once more. However she was expecting that and hopped off the table, landing and dropping as she reached out. Aiming to grab one of his ankles, she was hoping to end this charade soon as her breathing wasn't heavy but it could very well get out of hand... She didn't want him too upset.

"I'm not putting it on period!" A frustrated noise rose up again as he felt her hand make a grab for his ankle, "If you don't think I'll kick you're wrong!"

He wasn't putting on that damn shirt, that was that!

"If you think I'd let you kick me, you are wrong." Selena scoffed, having fought with and trained her whole damn life. Holding onto his ankle tightly, her crystalline substance quickly covered it and her hand tying them together.

It then latched onto the floor, her hand breaking free as Hibiki was now trapped. Tossing the shirt away, she moved under the table and brought her face close to his. She was grinning, pleased with herself and amused. "I got you~ I win. I want my prize now."

More than just a frustrated noise, almost growl escaped him as Selena promptly stuck him to the floor with that stupid crystal ability of hers.

He wasn't putting on that damn shirt!

That thought almost crossed his mind once more before it was promptly cut off as she tossed the shirt. She...what...?

Prize!?

"....Hah?"

"Hah~" Selena repeated the sound Hibiki made right back at him, smiling as she moved her face closer and gently placed a kiss on his nose. As she did that, the crystal at his feet disintegrated into sparkling dust and he was left free.

Moving back once her prize was claim, she smirked lightly. "I wouldn't make you wear that. I'll make someone else do it."

"Gh..."

After the kiss he felt his foot being freed, and he moved to sit up; his hand went to his hair, ruffling it slightly out of habit as he gave his usual "tch" and averted his eyes.

So she'd chased him around the damn room for pretty much nothing...

"Aaah engrish shirts... I hope everyone likes them. Want to help me finish packing them?" Sitting up, she reached over and ruffled the other side of the man's hair with a small grin. Selena was obviously pleased with what she had done.

"You were cute and I like it when you tell me exactly what you think and feel. Thank you for that." Relaxed instead of tense, she moved forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, laying against him. "I could teach you some english if you want, or french or german~"