realities. (bakugou x reader)

Part 2

bakugous pov: 

"where the hell am i?" i asked as my first question. 

she took a deep breath. "a completely different world. literally. but you are in the midwest in america alternatively." she explained.

 i blinked my eyes and said, "what the hell does that mean?" how is america a different world from japan? 

she laughed nervously. "somehow it looks like you've traveled to another reality. because here, you are an anime character from a tv show- technically you're not supposed to be real here." 

i paused for a second. "fucking what???" i managed to say. 

"your classmates, family, heroes, quirks- none of it is real here. no one has quirks, heroes dont exist. your whole world isnt real here. im sorry bakugou- but ill try my best to help you figure out getting back home." she admitted, not having the guts to look me in the eyes.

 "well then how the fuck DID i get here?" i asked standing up and slamming my hands on the table.

 her hair was in her face but i could see her resist flinching and backing up from the counter a little bit.

 then she looked up at me. "well i dont know bakugou! what- what was the last thing you were doing- or- or saw before you appeared in the bathroom??" she stuttered. 

i sat back down and put my head in my hands. "i was walking home and i was walking past some freaky hag who was freaking out." i finally said kinda loudly.

 "is it possible she had a weird quirk that sent you here, and her being distressed caused her to accidentally activate her quirk?" she asked, getting quieter.

 "stupid moron cant even control their quirk AND NOW I GOTTA DEAL WITH THIS SHIT." some minor explosions came from the sweat in my hands.

 this time the girl jumped slightly and put her hands up near her chest, but quickly went back as if nothing happened. 

"look if the neighbors hear you i dont have much of an excuse to make other than bad cooking or throwing pop-its in the house. both of which they know id never do." she explained. 

"whatever. so am i just stuck here until the shitty ass quirk wears off?" 

she nodded. "thats my best guess. unless im just crazy and going on a psychotic break and you're still not real." 

she rinsed out her mug and put it in the dishwasher, then sat on the ground next to the heater. it was then i noticed the mug she gave me had some kind of super heroes on it. when she had opened the cabinet i had just seen cups id never in my life get but i guess she knew i liked superheros. 

i followed her into the living room but didnt sit. "so are you some fan girl or something then?" 

she looked up to listen and then got an offended look on her face. "what!? no! i just watched it because i saw so many videos about the anime i decided to watch it and then i just started liking anime." she then flopped on her back on the floor. i sat down with my legs crossed. 

"do you know everyone in my class?"

"yup. some from class 1B as well as shinsou hitoshi. a bunch of pro heros, Mr. aizawa, present mic, midnight, principal nezu, all might, ect. i also know small backgrounds on some of your classmates and teachers. i know the assignments you get and i know a lot of major things that happen in your life."

"do you know my future?"

she sat up. "im not sure. what was the biggest thing that happened with you and your class at UA?"