Superman Got Nothing On Me

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"Three, two," Aimi whispered to her army of siblings and cousins. "One, go!"

On the go, roughly 12 kids jumped onto a bed with some poor sleeping person in it. the heathens that couldn't get on the bed making noise and hitting the body. All in all, chaos.

"Jesus fucking Christ," Katsuki mumbled as started pushing and grabbing them to move off his bed. "How are any of you even related to me?"

"Acting like we were any better when we were younger," Takayuki yawned at his own bed that was beside Katsuki, reaching at the nightstand for his phone. "We gave our parents heart attacks on a daily basis."

"Yeah, but we never terrorized our cousins," Katsuki huffed as he sat up, watching as the kids piled up on the other side. "Waddya want this time?"

"Can you take us to the museum? We really want to go but the parents are too tired to let us go," Aiko asked. "Takayuki and Sakiko have to take us too!"

"An actual museum or the Children's Museum, cause I don't want to have to deal with a broken statue?"

"Real museums are horrible and boring," Yasu whined.

"Alright, if you want to go," Katsuki sighed as he laid back down. "Go get changed, and remember to eat breakfast."

"That was easy, huh?" Takayuki huffed as he tossed a phone at his cousin. "Some named Candy texted you, got a girlfriend we don't know about."

"Nah, just some dummy with my number."

"Knowing you the term dummy is like babe, you would at least use dumbass if they're that bad."

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Peppermint Bitch

Can you call me at like 2 pm?

I got something I need to do and rather have an excuse to not interact with people.

Ruby

you might hear small children in the background

but okay ill call

Peppermint Bitch

Thanks, I'll own you one.

Ruby

i wouldnt mind annoying you for a bit

kinda miss yelling at you

great stress reliever

Peppermint Bitch

I'm going to mentally suppress some of those words so I just read 'I miss you'.

Miss ya too goo-goo bear.

Yeah, I deserve the read on that one.

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"Sir, if you don't stop moving I'll get a bad measurement, and we don't want that do we?" The tailor threatened for the, slightly pricking Shouto with a pin.

"Look, I get you to have a noticeable distaste for us Todorokis," Natsuo tried to smooth over. "But I think we both know it's because of our father. Not only is he very picky when it comes to life, but he has a shitty attitude to boot. So from one person who has dealt with his presence, cut us some slack."

"That would be unprofessional of me to discuss such matters in this setting," Jason gritted his teeth as moved to get a different shade of the tie he had. "However, I can offer some sympathy as he doesn't seem like the most enjoyable person.

"Nat, stop bad-mouthing our father," Fuyumi whispered as she lightly hit her brother, her measurements already taken. "He does it enough himself."

"Can you two please stop talking, I'm trying to concentrate and it is getting increasingly harder with you two constantly disturbing me."

At that moment, Shouto's phone started going off on the table not so far from him. He shoots the tailor an apologetic glance, Jason just huffs loudly and steps back to let him get the phone.

"Hi, Bakugou," Shouto greeted as he placed the phone to his face. "How's it going in Winnipeg?"

"Cold as fuck, and cousins are the spawn of Satan," Katsuki huffed as he sat down on a seat so he'd be able to see all of said Satan spawns. "They have yet to piss off someone not related by blood, so pretty good. You?"

"My brother is making a lot of gestures to give him the phone," Shouto observed. "And currently getting death stares from a tailor, so better than you."

"Debatable with that last one, did you make me call you to get you out of this?"

"Ah, well I am the smartest Todoroki. Natsuo don't you dar-"

"Oi, who are thou, and how did you get my brother to pick up a phone?"

"Could ask you the same question-" Bakugou was cut off by some loud mumbling. "Just a friend Sakiko, well, a friend's brother."

"Shouto has friends other than Iida and Yaoyorozu?"

"Of course I do," Shouto crossed his arms, in which Jason did a silent scream. "I'm not that lonely."

"Who dis?" a female voice asked, then a different male voice asked. "Who's name is Peppermint Bitch? How the fuck you get the name Peppermint Bitch?"

"This is my brother's phone whose name is not Peppermint Bitch, he does look like one if that clears it up. Now, who's," he checked the caller ID. "Ruby? That has to be worse than Peppermint Bitch."

"Ruby?!" The girl squawked into the phone then her voice became distant as she moved her face from the phone. "Kat, you let someone call you Ruby, you've gotten soft."

"There are so many different people talking, I have no idea what's going on?" Natsuo shrugged as handed the phone back to Shouto.

"Hello, is Bakugou there?"

"Wow, you have a really nice voice," Sakiko said as she stopped Katsuki from grabbing the phone. "The question is: does it match the face?"

"Uh, I don't know, I just want to bother Bakugou. The owner of this phone."

"I'll look through his phone to see your face one day," Sakiko shrugged, changing the side she held the phone to keep from her cousin. "Why should I give this phone to the feral cat?"

"Because I want to annoy him, it's fun."

"Good answer, give me a sec here," Sakiko finally handed the device over.

"Can I hang up yet?"

"I barely got to talk to you," Shouto whined as he got off the stand, the tailor losing patience and moving to measure his brother. "Didn't even hear a 'dumbass' yet."

"Yeah well, you don't deserve it. Plus I gotta get these kids some food."

"Damnit, I thought I could talk with you a little longer."

"Can always call you another time, you know?"

"Guess you're right," Shouto took a seat to rest his feet. "This is goodbye for now?"

"For now, and you better call me back," Katsuki huffed as herded the kids away from the train and to the front door. "Miss ya dummy."

"I miss you too idiot," Shouto replied, then hung up with a small smile on his face.

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