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"Okay, well, first of all before we OVERREACT. Looking at you, HIZASHI. Is that all the injuries?" Aizawa said, placing a hand on my left shoulder after closing the door and looking down at me.

"Nope," I replied, pulling back my right sleeve to show the bandage on my shoulder. Then I lifted my shirt to show to bandage on my back. "This might just leave a bruise though. Iida kinda overreacted."

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Mic got up and hugged me for whatever reason, I gasped in alarm at the sudden contact and tensed up. I relaxed after a couple seconds and was about to pat his back when he pulled away and put a hand on either shoulder, not pressing down on the right.

"Do you want any chocolate? Candy? TV?"

"No-?"

"Too bad, you're getting it. I'm going to the gas station now,"

"Hizashi I said to nOT OVERREACT?" Aizawa slumped down and glared at Mic.

"He shouldn't go to school on Monday,"

"I- no, I can go-?" I turned to Mic, raising an eyebrow. "I can move-?"

"yOu sHoUlDn'T bE!"

"That makes no sense?" Aizawa questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"But I CAN?" I argued, facing Mic again

"yOu wOn'T,"

"Why-?"

"bEcAuSe I sAiD sO,"

--Sunday, 8:00 AM--

I laying down on my bed, on my left side because of my elbow, when I heard a knock on my door. I mumbled a "come in" and sat up, propping myself onto my palms. Mic opened the door, holding a bowl. I raised one eyebrow questioningly as I shifted to sit criss-cross.

"I made you breakfast. I know it's just a bowl of cereal, but it's the only thing I couldn't burn," he explained, walking forward and handing me lucky charms.

I laughed to myself as I remembered those times when he tried to cook. He has overcooked cake, evaporated water, burned cookies so much they were black and rock hard. So far. He might try again, and we might deny him access to any ovens, pots, pans, baking or cooking recipes, or microwaves.

--10:50 AM--

I was laying down in my bed, since Mic refused to let me out of the house, when I got a text message from Denki.

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Pikachu💛:
Hey, wanna go to the mall? :D

You:
Okay let me ask

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You:
Can I go to the mall with Denki?

Tired just like me:
Sure, Mic's in the living room on the couch, so sneak out with the tree

You:
Kay, thanks ^^

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You:
Okay, I can go. Are you already there?

Pikachu💛:
Yeah, my mom said I could invite you to tag along. They want to meet you anyway.

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I sighed and grabbed long-sleeved black hoodie that was too big for me sleeve-wise with a purple cat tail attached to it, I had considered cutting them off but I grew to like it, and jeans. I slipped them on and opened my window, hopping onto the tree. I slowly closed the window and climbed down the tree.

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