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(Abuelita Lucia's House ----->)

Katsuki

We all decided to go out and celebrate somewhere good. So there was no better place than Flex Tape's Abuelita's house. Earphones pulled into her driveway behind the taco truck and we all got out and walked towards the front door.

Pinky knocked twice before the quiet patter of feet moving hastily behind the door was heard. The door flew open and Abuelita Lucia smiled broadly before gripping Pinky, hugging her tightly. We all chuckled as moved around quickly and hugged each one of us until we had no more air in our lungs.

Her hugs were tight but filled with affection. As soon as she released me, she ushered us inside quickly. Walking down the long hallway, she eventually seated us at the large island in her kitchen. She binkied around and moved quickly to make us some food.

"Katsuki, Kyoka, Mina it's so good to see you all! It's been so long since I've visited mi querido nieto, Hanata in Japan. I'm just so happy he's here!"

We all smiled kindly and made small talk. When she couldn't reach a shelf I got up and helped her reach what she needed. I wonder why she had a kitchen with such high shelves if she was too short to reach them.

"Please Katsuki, dear. Sit! You're my guest." Slightly pushing me away she continued cooking and I sat back down with Pinky and Earphones, chatting about today's success.

Soon we heard the faint shuffles of feet behind us. Turning around we saw Shitty Hair, Dunce Face, and Flex Tape all coming back from outside, sweaty, wearing gloves with dirt, hats, ripped jeans, and long shirts. Must've been working in Abuelita Lucia's garden.

They took off their shoes outside and slid on slippers. Shitty Hair opened the door and they stepped inside. Once they noticed we were here, they all smiled and we all moved to sit down at the dinner table.

"Okay! I made flauta's de pollo and frijoles." Abuelita Lucia beamed, setting down two large played stacked with flautas as she called Pink and Flex Tape into the kitchen to help with the sides and beverages.

After a while of Abuelita Lucia going to the restroom and the other two not showing up, I got up and headed to the kitchen to see what was taking them so damn long.

Just as I was about to walk into the kitchen, I heard them talking and stopped just in case what they were talking about was important.

"You look really nice today, Mina."

"You think? We needed to impress today with the meeting with Best Jeanist and all."

"Yeah. I'm glad you decided to wear the necklace I bought you. I-It looks good on you." Flex Tape and Pinky were standing side by side making lemonade and Flex Tape shot Pinky a smile, brushing his fingers over hers.

Oh shit. I think I know where this is about to go. No fucking way. These two like each other.

"Crazy right?" A voice whispered into my ear. I whipped my head to the side to notice Abuelita Lucia was also watching this, the both of us hiding behind a wall.

I just nodded and we continued to watch them like they were some kind of telenovela.

"Y-You think so? It's really beautiful, Han. Thank you."

The two smiled at one another before Flex Tape leaned in and they shared a short kiss. Looking over I noticed Abuelita Lucia vibrating in excitement and I decided it would be best if we gave them some privacy for now. Shuffling away, I sat back down at the table, guiding Abuelita Lucia with me and we waited another five minutes before they came back with a pitcher of lemonade, cups, a bowl of salad, and a container of arroz.

Flex Tape took his seat next to me and we all joined hands and said our prayers and thanks. We reached in and took our share of food and began chatting as the delicious smells of home-cooked a meal.

Leaning over, I grabbed two flauta's of frijoles and pollo each, a side of rice, and some salad. Pinky served us each a glass of lemonade. Then I noticed Pinky and Flex Tape's hands brush over each other longer than usual and I bit back a smile.

Once she moved away, I whispered into Flex Tape's ear, "Jeez who knew? You two, huh?"

He visibly tensed up and I chuckled lightly, smacking his back harshly with my palm.

"It's fine! I'm not your damn mother. But if you break her heart, I don't care if you're in the squad, I'll break your fucking knee caps. Got it?"

He swallowed hard before nodding aggressively and I smirked and continued to eat my food. It was nice. We all caught up, listened to Abuelita Lucia tell stories of Flex Tape when he was a brat, how she crossed the borders of Mexico with only two dollars, three kids, nowhere to go, and a single mother. Every time she told her story, it seemed to captivate everyone to listen about her struggles and how she used her talented and God-given gift to open a small restaurant and taco truck to support herself over time.

But she always ended her story with the same inspirational quote that made my eyes gleam, "So if I, a single, poor, first-generation immigrant from Mexico can do all that, then you can do anything."

We all nodded with determination and smiled, containing to eat and talk with one another.

"Speaking of achieving goals. Katsuki dear, how did the meeting go today?"

Once those words slipped past Abuelita Lucia's lips, everyone dropped what they were doing and fell silent as their eyes turned towards me. I swallowed down my food and furnaces realizing I swallowed too hard and my throat would ache later.

"Well. I do have news."

The fucking extras were practically squirming in their seats and I savored watching them die of anticipation.

"We talked things out and decided that I'll be racing with Best Jeanist and hopefully be representing Japan this year in Le Mans."

Everyone cheered happily except Pinky and Earphones because they already knew. Abuelita Lucia ran around and hugged me tightly, looming over me despite her small frame and kissed the top of my head repeatedly. If only my own mother raised me with this much affection, I might consider answering her annoying ass calls.

"But wait, there's more!" Pinky added in an enthusiastic tone as she wiggled her eyebrows.

"Okay. Don't go acting all sappy and shit when I say this, extras. But I may or may not have been able to negotiate a deal."

Dunce Face and Flex Tape dropped his fork and stared into my soul as Shitty Hair tried his best to keep his cool.

"So, if when we all get back home get ready to go through hell and train harder than before! Guys we're all racing for Best Jeanist and we are winning Le Mans this year!"

Everyone jumped out of their seats except for Earphones, Pinky, and I and began running around, hugging one another, cheering, crying, and overall celebrating today's success. Regardless of what I said earlier, the extras came over and trapped me in a group hug.

Not that I could be too upset. This wasn't just my dream, it was theirs also. A dream come true, working with one another, doing the one thing we loved most.

This was it. Things are finally going my way. And nothing, no one, can stop me. I've got the job, I've got my crew, and I got a gorgeous guy to go out with me on a second date.

Hell. I've got it all. And I'm not letting anyone ruin that.

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A/N: Hi you guys! Quick side note just, Abuelita Lucia is actually based in my grandmother Abuelita Lulu. I miss her everyday and she made some of the best food I've ever had. Random but I thought it needed to be said. Anyways, How are you doing today? Well, no matter if it's a bad or good day remember you are intelligent, valuable, beautiful, wanted, needed, and loved. You are perfect and I love you. Have a great day! Peace out! - Author