>Let's Fight!< (But Make It Stupid) |MHA Fight Scenarios|

|5| Dad, Nii-chan Kidnapped Me Again!

We are back! Every other week, feels good! We have Kid Gorgeous in 1 minute and 44 seconds by John Mulaney, so huzzah for that. It's really fucking funny.

But this was a hilarious idea Pippa had, and I've been itching to write it. No fights this time, but something hilarious. At least, I hope it's hilarious.

On with the livestream!

>Izuku Midoriya is kidnapped in his sleep and the culprits blackmail UA for ransom. Things get... weird.<

>Let'sFight!<
Izuku

Izuku groaned as he blinked his eyes open, wincing as the light hit them. It was too early for this bullshit, and on a Saturday no less. Was sleeping in really too much to ask?

He blinked, trying to get the sleep out of his eyes. He winced as he raised his head, a roaring headache ripping through his senses.

And that's when he knew.

No, he didn't fuck up, he just knew something.

Izuku startled when he realized just what kind of situation he was in. Instead of his dorm bedroom, in a nice warm bed, Izuku sat upright in a wooden chair, his hands locked in this weird metal box. His torso was tied to the backrest with rope, his ankles tied to the legs.

Izuku's eyes widened. How the hell did he end up here? Were the dorms not designed to keep villains OUT?

He began to struggle, straining against the ropes. His legs tried to kick around, hoping to make the chair fall. Maybe he could break it....

Izuku suddenly felt the urge to hit himself. He had a quirk, for fucks sake. He grinned to himself as he called to One For All, anticipating the adrenaline of having pure strength rushing through his veins. Oh, these fuckers were so gonna get it...

He did not have a quirk.

Izuku blinked, calling to his quirk again. It remained silent. He grit his teeth. Must be some kind of stupid quirk cancelling cuff things his hands were locked in.

Izuku raised his pounding head to look at his surroundings, noting the shining bar, sparkling shot glasses gleaming on the shelf behind. Bar stools sat scattered around, and there was a nearby couch and coffee table. A few scattered cards along with small piles of dust sat scattered around.

Izuku sighed and rolled his eyes, slumping back in his chair and looking at the dark ceiling. Not again with this shit.

"Shigaraki!" Izuku yelled, exasperation clear in his voice. "You can come out now!"

A door at the back of the bar opened to reveal a pouting blue haired man, slumped over in his usual slouch. He held his hand mask, which he wouldn't stop calling 'father'. Creepy as fuck.

"Oh come on little brother~" Tomura wheedled. "Not gonna try and escape?"

"No, you douche. Why am I even here?" Izuku looked around the bar distastefully. "I only ate those cheese puffs as revenge for my tortillas," he added in defense.

"You did what-" Tomura nearly yelled before forcing himself to calm down and return to menacing. "Whatever, all the more reason. Anyway, you didn't do anything - or I thought you didn't." Izuku shrugged nonchalantly.

"Hey, shouldn't have eaten my tortillas."

Tomura sighed. "Whatever. So, as you can see, I've kidnapped you from your dorm."

Izuku looked down at his bound arms and legs, his back uncomfortably straight against the wooden backrest. He gave his brother a completely serious look.