Dad For One Oneshots || MHA

15 - Custody War of Midoriya Izuku

Idea: Everybody fights over the custody of Izuku (THAT'S MY SON! - NO HE'S MINE)

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Oh, look! A crack Oneshot! Let's hope that I don't turn it angsty! (Though I probably won't-)

I hope you enjoy this chapter and feel free to leave a like and/or comment!

(Art/Sketch at the top drawn by me)

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// Update //

Yeah, I just kept this as a chaotic, (somewhat) light-hearted crack chapter. Who would've thought?

Also, I am not dead yet. Just very exhausted and done with life. End my suffering.

And lastly, to my fellow manga readers- how's the anime adaptation doing so far for you?

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Hastily ducking under the nearest flipped-over table he found, the curly green-haired boy sighed deeply, running his hands over his sweaty forehead. His pulse thudded ever so loudly against his eardrums as he continued to carefully crawl further from the ongoing battle.

Why couldn't he have at least one normal day at this god-forsaken school? Was this really too much to ask for? Because, apparently, yes. Yes, it was.

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Now, you're probably curious as to how Izuku found himself in this predicament, so let me set the scene for you:

It was a nice Thursday morning and the weather had started turning warm once again as spring bloomed all around Japan, the once naked trees and dull parks regaining their color with each day. The students of class 1A woke up early as always to get ready for their classes, which would start in about an hour.

Both Iida and Izuku had just finished their morning runs, joining the rest of their classmates down in the lobby and exchanging a few good mornings with those who had just woken up- or rather had been forcefully dragged out of bed because otherwise, they would probably oversleep again.

Izuku loved mornings like this, seeing his classmates interact with each other and the vibe around him carrying a pleasant atmosphere with it, helping his underlying anxiety, which would never quite stop bothering him no matter what he tried, but he had gotten used to it so he didn't really bother with it anymore, even laying off of on his medication and doubling down his doses.

His green eyes scanned over everyone present in the common room, doing a quick headcount and list of who wasn't ready to head out yet. A routine he had kind of picked up ever since they had moved into the dorms. Tokoyami, Hagakure, Koda, and Sato still had to show up, along with Mineta but nobody cared about that disgusting grape. It would only be another few days and he'd be thrown out of the Hero Course, anyway.

Humming quietly to himself as he went to go and grab his uniform from his room, Izuku passed both Koda and Sato, who usually took a little longer to get down to their classmates, since the two of them needed to look after their animals or bake something for their training. Izuku sent them a calm smile before disappearing into his room, changing out of his clothes, and getting ready to leave.

Just when he was about to reach out and grab his yellow school bag on the floor a startled scream from downstairs made him still his previous movements, quickly turning the other way and almost crashing through his door as a result. Thundering steps closing in behind him notified him of Tokoyami's presence, the bird-headed boy also having heard the scream.