MHA ONESHOTS!

Plant Milk ( Yaoyurozu) Fantasy AU!

A/N
Here's a fantasy AU oneshot for y'all!!

The castle was normally quiet... when y/n was asleep or off on an 'I'm-running-away' tantrum.

"Good morning my darling father~" she sung in an annoying high-pitched voice as she pranced into their large dining room where the rest of the royal family sat "and my sweet Shoto, charming Natsuo and wonderful Fuyumi!"

Her father looked at her with a large frown on his face causing Y/n to halt "we are royalty! And royalty do not act that way, understand?!" His large voice bellowed making Y/n quiver.

"Good morning Y/n," Fuyumi greeted quietly as she sat beside her, now in a sulky mood.

In front of Y/n was her breakfast, warm oatmeal, freshly picked berries and fucking milk. She hated the weird white stuff to death. "Ugh, you know I hate this!" She scowled angrily.

"It's good for you so drink it," her father spat strictly.

"Why can't we just milk almonds?! I like almonds!" She blurted out... gosh another brilliant idea. Her eyes lit up and she stood up "you know what? I'm going to milk an almond!"

Kind Endeavour sighed in frustration and disappointment "just go."

She grinned "thank you." Before running off to the gardens

The spring sun watched down as Y/n ran even further into the large forest in search for some almond trees. The lush trees stood tall, around six Y/n's stacked on their shoulders. Climbing this would be hard... especially with this pretty but irritating royal gown.

Their were many splinters that pricked into her fingers, feet, bare arms and legs. She reaches the branches where the almonds were, and since it was early spring the branches were growing soft white flowers which she picked along with the almond drupes.

She placed them in the basket that swung from her shoulder. Y/n didn't take many since she was only experimenting for the moment and the flowers were for herself, selfish I know but they were too pretty to share!

Without thinking, Y/n removed both hands from the trunk of the tree to count the almonds. But, due to her stupidity, she tumbled down the thirty-three-feet-tall tree. A height like that would — no doubt — kill any human.

Y/n gasped her last breath as she fell. The thoughts of her family went through her mind and all the ways she could've helped her twin, Shoto, when he was heavily trained to become a knight with their father. She regretted her selfish needs of constantly trying to invent something new for the people which kind Fuyumi would soon rule over.

Suddenly a girl yelled "I've got her!" The voice was comforting. Then Y/n felt like she was floating in mid-air, was she dead? Did an angel pick her up? Was she flying?

"Oh my god are you okay?!" Another person asked but this time it was a guy.

Y/n was now standing in front of a group of six people "are you angels?"

The brunette girl laughed "what no! I'm a witch!"

The princess' eyes widened "a witch?"

"I'm an.. adventurer!" The green haired boy spoke.

"Prince," a blonde haired one stated quickly.

"Dragon shifter!" A red haired guy grinned at her with his sword-sharp teeth.

"I'm a musketeer with my boy Sero," another blonde one spoke but his hair more vibrant and voice more peasant-like as her father would say.

"What are you supposed to be m'lady?" The musketeer that was supposed to be named Sero took her hand.