𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫✨ Haikyuu X Child OC

No Bill Nye🔬

Math class has ended, surprisingly the teacher left and never came back.

It didn't faze them though.

"So, what's up next? Language Arts or something. Oh, wait we have science." Monti thought out loud. She was walking next to Atsumu in the halls, holding onto his uniform jacket. Just in case. The child did like to wander around. She would usually get lost, but only in a certain mindset.

"Old McDonald had a farm and Bingo was his name-o B aggressive B-a-n-a-n-a-s. You can do it if you see it. If you see it, you can be it. You believe it, you achieve it. You just B-a-n-a-n-a-s!" Monti mumbled to herself, looking at all the other kids. Atsumu narrowed his eyes at the child. Well, she was going into the mindset.

What the fuck was she doing.

Top ten questions scientists can't answer. 😶🔎

Arriving at his locker, he put his books away, silently watching his little sister talk to herself.

That's how he could tell. Montiaruhashi was getting bored and tired. She would mumble and talk to herself about random things. Like she was doing now.

"Why is it always u after q. Wait q... Que. Is that how you say it que or cue. It's the same thing. Que. Q. Wait- A B C D-" She then proceeded to say her ABCs.

Atsumu shook his head and picked the child up, holding her on his hip and his books in his other arm.

"Yer tired." He stated bluntly. Montiaruhashi layed her head on his shoulder.

"I have no idea what you mean."

Atsumu carried Monti to his next class, which was science.

A 5-year-old. In a class. Full of chemicals???

Oh yeah, that's just a perfect mix.

They had balloons placed on their desk as everyone walked in. Different colors and the teacher's desk full of tubes and tools. In the back of the class, where Atsumu sat, you could see lab coats, goggles, gloves, and more equipment. This was going to be awesome.

"Can I pop it?" Monti asked as Atsumu set her down on the floor, as he got his weird tools together.

"No, you idiot. It's for whatever we're doing in class." He rolled his eyes. Signaling her to not sit on the floor.

It stated on the board, in bold letters. 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣! 𝙂𝙚𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙖𝙗 𝙘𝙤𝙖𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙮. 𝗪𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗹𝘆. 𝗔𝗻𝗱, 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗿𝘂𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶! 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.

The child looked around the room. Was someone spying on her? How did they know her full name??? Shit, this was stressful. Maybe Atsumu and Osamu snitched again. But they've been with her the whole time? We have a weak link people.

"Here Monster. I got your pencil." Atsumu said handing her the mechanical pencil.

Their tables were high, like stools. Monti couldn't see over the table. Making her feel small. She was a 5-year-old in Inarizaki Highschool. But still. This is a hate crime.

"I can't see anything! Ohhh purple stuff." Monti smiled, as Atsumu put her on a stool next to him.

Monti was sitting on the stool like everyone else, with weird sharp things around the desk. The only difference was that she had no idea what she was doing, and she wanted to touch the sharp knife object.