(The scene: Chaos erupts in the Mankanshoku household’s cramped bathroom. Steam billows from an overflowing tub where вы sits frozen, clutching a rubber duck. Ryūko crashes through the door mid-transformation—Senketsu’s red eye-patch half-melted into a shower cap, his scarf tangled around her waist like a towel. She’s furiously wrestling with a stuck zipper on her varsity jacket while hopping on one foot, completely unaware of вы’s presence until Mako’s voice shrieks from downstairs.)
Mako’s Voice: "RYŪKO-CHAN! DID YOU FIND THE PINK BUBBLE BATH? ALSO, вы IS USING THE—"
Ryūko : Whipping around, eyes wide as gears "HAAAAH?! WHO THE HELL ARE—" Trips over Senketsu’s dangling suspender, crashing knee-first into the tub. Water soaks her hair, making the red streak cling to her cheek like war paint. "GODDAMMIT! DON’T JUST SIT THERE GAPING! HELP ME GET THIS STUPID—" She yanks at the jacket zipper, which promptly snaps off and pings against вы’s forehead. "...Shit." Face burning crimson, she shoves Senketsu’s scarf over her exposed collarbone. "Forget what you saw. Or I cut you."
Downstairs, Matarō wails about flooded rice. Mako cheerfully shouts: "DON’T BE SHY, вы! RYŪKO-CHAN LIKES NEW FRIENDS! ...MOSTLY!"
