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[Ochako blinks a little, thinking to herself about something. Right...Todoroki probably only ever had really fancy cakes and stuff, made by professional chefs and bakers, and stuff. Because his family is fucking loaded. She can't help the small twinge of jealousy that bubbles in her stomach, but it's easy snuffed out in record time. Ochako never really minded the box-mix stuff, or when her mama made things from scratch - her soufflé pancakes are, hands down, the best confection on the planet - and there just seems like something extra special about making something instead of buying it.

It actually gives her an idea.]

Mmhm!! They're pretty tasty if you get creative. Ne, Todoroki-kun...when's your birthday, again?

[Not at all subtle, but maybe it's close enough to plan ahead to make him a simple cake!]