Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

Just Caught Off Guard

Dabi POV:

"Thanks a lot for the help, hero. It's nice to have someone as trusting as you guarding the streets. Definitely makes me feel a hell of a lot better!"

Ack. Sure. Not my best insult. Not even my best day of radiating that Dabi energy I'm so notoriously known for nowadays. I was off my game, but you're a fool to think I'll go and admit that out loud.

It was just...so.....unexpected. That's the only way I can describe seeing Grape at the Midas raid. Unexpected.

So unexpected, that I even lost my shit for a sec and almost went and got poor little me killed. Isn't that just tragic?

But, what was that all about, anyways? Grape never cared about becoming a hero, and suddenly she is one? Sure, she blabbed about her mom, a lot, she tried the hero commission program because World's Greatest Dad forced her to, but was chucked out for being too much of a shitty, little shrimp. Weak, is what I mean.

Eh, but even then, she didn't seem too crushed about it, either. Just kept smiling that stupid smile and pranced around the world like the moron she is-or, was. Actually, nah....it's definitely still an 'is.'

Oh? Wait a minute. I'm getting ahead of myself. Her mom...

Yeah, that's right. I wonder if Mrs. Grape ever came back. I didn't get to meet her a lot, but I remember her. She stood out to me, I guess. I dunno. Don't make a big deal out of it.

Not that I actually care about what happened to that boot lickin' hero mom. It's just a funny surprise that Violet apparently grew up to be just like her and work for that loving sweetheart, Endeavor, of all people. How adorable. The sweetness of it all gives me a cavity. Another one!

You see the reason why Grape is still a moron, is because after everything that little shrimp witnessed growing up with my angsty circus show of a 'family,' she still decided it would be a genius idea to keep in touch with the old fire fucker who orchestrated all of that.

Makes you think, huh? That makes one of us.

I would have thought he'd meteor-ize her to the moon, the moment I was gone from the house. That's what he does, you know. Throws you away the moment you're not useful. But, it's funny...he never talked about who was gonna throw him away? Garbage day is coming soon, Enji. Better watch out.

But, Violet strikes again, it seems. Even ten years later, she still manages to follow me around like an ugly, little duckling nipping at my heels. The encounter left a sour taste in my mouth. Just talking with her for those few minutes, I could already feel her grape presence getting all over me. Yuck.

She's just memories I'm trying to get away from. Everyone's got some of those, right?

Oh? What? You're telling me that not every fourteen year old is force fed a fiancée? My bad. Who ever could have guessed that one?

There's not much to guess when it comes to Grape, though. Even ten years later, she's still the same old clown. Those golden eyes of hers just give me numb flashbacks. That smile tries to cut open old wounds that have already scarred over a million times.

I already said goodbye that day, and that's how it's going to stay. Gladly.

Besides, it's not as if much of a reunion is really needed. I can see she's still a doormat. Still a pushover. A follower. A happy go lucky little bitch who always tries to please everyone else. Yadi yadi yada. I'm already boring myself. Surprised you're still awake over there...