~+ 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐭 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨'𝐬 +~

ᥴһᥲ⍴𝗍ᥱr 8

Sorry I have to bring back this iconic scene from Villain In UA I'm so sorry (;'༎ຶٹ༎ຶ')

I am, so sorry what is about to happen

~~~ Recap  ~~~

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Todoroki and Bakugo are spending their holiday together at the Ash Blondes house.

Posing as boyfriends as Bakugo claimed he has one.

The family all pitched in to help put the tree up.

Todoroki and Nya collectively put the start on.

Seeing the decoration triggered a few past memories, having him need to leave the room.

Bakugo being told by his Aunt Tammy that he left.

Seeing him having a picnic attack.

Recovering Katsuki's and Todoroki may have grown, just that more closer.

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~~~ Present ~~~

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The tree was up and the lights were turned off. The cake that Bakugo and the gremlins made baked, and half of it was missing as the family decided to share it around the fire.

Bakugo was out with: "Starbucks." As he calls Akira's husband, he didn't know why he was asked to tag along with him, but he figured it was Christmas shopping for her.

Todoroki was in the living room sitting on the couch closest to the fire, Akira in the kitchen, and the younger kids were outside in the snow, as Hinata, Reki and Masaru were out to chop some wood for the fire.

Nya was on the couch with her computer on her lap, doing the assignments that her subjects gave her over the holidays, (rude, I know) but she was doing extension courses so, not surprising.

"Ugh!" he heard the girl groan out, slamming her hands on her forehead as he made a few more noises of frustration.

Lowering his book he looked over at her, "Is everything okay?" he asked, but not even the full word of: "everything" left his mouth before she spoke over him.

"No, I can't find the right word! And my computer's saying I haven't edited in 20 minutes; it's taken me that long and I still have no clue!"

Nibbling his bottom lip, he closed his book, "do you want some help?"

"Oh god please," she groaned, picking her computer up and motioning over next to him, having the device between them, "I have to write a 1000-word creative writing piece for my English extension course, I've lost the word I'm trying to say."

He placed his hand to his chin, "what's the sentence?" he asked.

"''My eyes scanned the signs as they labelled what was down the many streets, as if the food was house on house, or perhaps I was.'' is all I've managed to write and I can't think of another example," she said.

"Can I read why you've written?"

Nodding, she handed the computer across, placing it in his lap, he read the piece of writing.