𝐿𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒢𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒

Chatper Six

A few weeks before the Sports Festival {another day/time skip}

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Aizawa's POV
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"Lastly Vara and... Bree. I'll pair the two of you up." I look at Bree and Vara. Bree puts a thumb up and nods with a smile. "Vara and Bree stay after class as well. You're all dismissed." The class packs except for Bree and Vara. "Pull up a chair please." Vara being Vara just started to drag a chair from the back of the class to the front of the class. "What's up?" Bree was about to slap the back of Vara's head because of how she addressed me. I clear my throat. "I have information on your past Bree that needed to be passed along. Vara, I was wondering if you were going to use your quirk during the Sports Festival." Vara folds her arms and sits back in her chair. "I'm not sure." She shrugs. "Bree, your mother, and your father are both villains. Your mother gave you to your grandmother. You can thank All Might and some other heroes for this information." I slid some papers and photos to Bree nods and thanked me, she then walked out of the classroom closing the door behind her. "Vara, your mother will be coming to the Sports Festival." Vara stares me dead in the eyes. "Is that so? What does that have to do with me?" I sigh, "she said she wants to talk to you after the festival because of the thing you did when you were 13...plus she's your mother." She takes a sharp deep breath. "Fine, I'll talk to her." She said that so nonchalantly. "You didn't let me finish. She wants it for just the two of you." Her eyebrow raised. "Fine by me." She looked at her watch. "Look at the time. Training to do and projects to finish. A few weeks before I beat some kids' ass." I let out a soft chuckle. "Oh, and Vara..." she turned around and looked at me. "Think about the whole using your quirk thing." She laughs lightly. "I don't need my quirk to beat the whole class 1-B and take down villains. At least that's what Bree tells me." She walks away closing the door.

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Jessie's POV
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It's been at least 3 to 4 years since I've seen my daughter. I don't regret a single thing I've done. I looked at a broken picture frame, it was a picture of Vara and her father. I was ready to have an interesting conversation with Vara. A very hands-on and interesting conversation. Let's get to re-know each other, my sweet daughter.

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Bree's POV
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"I can't believe this! All Might help my mom!" I looked at Vara who was a ticking time bomb. Vara shot a glance at me. "Now I need to go get ready to train, please do excuse me." Vara started to run quickly home. By the time I got there she wasn't even there, I looked around to see if she left anything out of place or didn't clean up. She's a very clean person so it would be new for her to leave a big mess. I walk to her room, and it was still clean. I look around her room, but something caught my eye...her desk. I see a black letter and open it.

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Dear Vara,

It's me...again. I just wanted to say hello and thank you, and also that I love you. I'm hoping to see you again, maybe soon. We miss you here especially blonde. Even though you said you'll never be like us you're still welcome here. We like how chill you are. Maybe one day you could teach me that one training move. You know where to find us.

~Z

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