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"お誕生日おめでとう, Shoto!"

So, I know it's not Shoto's birthday, but I got this idea and I really like it, sue me. I made this for the Todoroki simps, so enjoy. I also changed the time to January.

[    Only need these hands I don't need no fuckin pole   ]

Yawning, Todoroki Shoto awakened from a peaceful sleep with a feeling of serenity and calmness. It was a beautiful January morning, soft sun rays streaming through the windows onto the bed his friends had convinced him to incorporate into his room the previous year.

Pulling away his fluffy covers, shivering at the breeze suddenly making contact with his newly exposed skin, he couldn't help but notice the uncomfortable voice insisting he'd forgotten something.

He quickly slipped into his slippers, padding sleepily over to the closet to change into day clothes. He continued to dwell on any possible events for the day. January 11, January 11... nothing. Sighing, he elected to drop the subject as he buttoned his shirt and fixed his tie.

Shoto opened his door quietly, trying not to awaken any of his fellow classmates who may be sleeping. Unlikely, he mused since Bakugo had been waking everyone up extra early for training for the past few months.

Padding down to the lounge, he blinked at the sight of his classmates gathered around the kitchen island. Iida almost immediately noticed him, despite his muffled footsteps, and rushed to his side to wish him a good morning.

"Did someone die or something?" Shoto deadpanned, glancing around obviously.

"Not yet," Iida nodded, rushing back to the crowd.

That's not ominous.

Luckily for him, Shoto was 179 centimetres tall, a whopping 6 centimetres over the average height, and could see over the heads of most of his classmates.

He blinked, again, in surprise at the scene in front of him.

What.

He rubbed his eyes before looking again.

A wonderful, four-tier cake stood proudly in the middle (not a centimetre to the left or right, dead-set in the perfect middle) of the kitchen island, half-red half-white, with intricate frosting patterns of greys on the red side and red frosting on the white side. On the top tier, the writing 'お誕生日おめでとう, Shoto!' (Happy Birthday, Shoto!) stood loud and proud about the event he'd forgotten, the cake encased in a cardboard box with a note reading '手を触れないでください!' (Do not touch!)

His face burned as his classmates turned to look at him, bombarding him with questions of who did it all. After the initial first glance, he let his gaze settle on the breakfast table.

Each seat had a bowl of cold soba placed in front of it, partnered with a healthy arrange of sides including hard-boiled eggs, strips of carrot, cut avocado and cut red leaf lettuce. The sight had Shoto practically frothing at the mouth, but he reminded himself of the class rule and looked around, counting his classmates.

Nineteen... that's strange. Bakugo is missing, which explains the hushed atmosphere of the room. Unfortunately, no one could eat until the entire class was awake and at the table.

He could see Midoriya nervously muttering to himself, Uraraka coaxing him out of storming to the boy's room and awakening him out of pure concern.

Finally, soft stomping was heard from the direction of the stairs, and everyone turned to see Bakugo emerging, still fully clad in pyjamas and visible bags under his eyes. Midoriya froze at the sight of him, hurriedly standing up and rushing to his side.