Our Crazy Fathers - NEW VERSION - DabiDeku

6 - Little Pomeranian

Izuku

The time had come,

To go back home.

That awful place.

That horrible place.

I never wanted to go but someone had to be there to answer the door.

I never wanted to go back but I had too.

"Zuku? Zuku!" I was snapped out of my thoughts when Toga called out one of the many nicknames she had given me.

"You ready?" Dabi asked. They were in their disguises again and were apparently coming with me.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"I believe this is the correct address." Kurogiri opened a warp-y portal thing and we all stepped through.

And oh of course the first sent was my very own beautiful blood.

"Is this all your blood?!" Toga asked, except she didn't seem excited about it.

"Yes. I need to clean this up." I went to the kitchen and grabbed all of the old cleaning supplies. There wasn't much but Dabi and Toga had already started picking up trash and bottles that were laying around. "You don't have to help! This is my house!"

"No. We're helping. This is why we came." Dabi insisted.

"At least wear gloves." He sighed and took a pair for himself and Toga. This mess had been sitting here for who knows how long and we didn't have long before I would have to renter society again. I was sweeping all of the trash into piles and carrying the bags and setting them next to the front door. We had to replace a lot of the lights that burnt out but everything was going fine.

"Izuku! I'm taking these outside!" I heard him pick up all of the trash bags then I heard the door open. Hopefully nobody else was out. They would ask questions...

Dabi

That house was disgusting. I did not want to be there but Izuku would burn himself out if he did it all by himself. I grabbed all of the bags in my hand and somewhat struggled to open but door but nobody needs to know that. I carried them all the way down the driveway and tossed them in the garbage one by one. And of course, just my luck, there was somebody outside.

"HEY EXTRA!" What the fuck.

"Um. What?" I asked the kid. He looked to be around Izuku's age.

"What the hell were you doing in that house?!" What the hell is going on here.

"I was cleaning. What does it matter to you?"

"Well go clean somewhere else! Get out of that house!"

"Um, no." I turned around and started walking back.

"WERE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!" Damn this kid was persistent.

"I heard you. I am choosing to ignore you." I got to the door but he wouldn't leave.

"HEY BASTARD!"

"Run along now, kid. Go play with your friends or something." I tried to push him away but he ran in front of me and blocked the door.

"NO WAY IN HELL AND DON'T YOU CALL ME KID! YOU DON'T LOOK MUCH OLDER THAN ME!"

"Why, thank you. Now move."

"FUCK OFF BASTARD!" His hands started sparking. Must be his quirk.

Izuku

It had been a while since Dabi went out he should be back by now. Unless maybe a bag ripped open. That wouldn't be good. I went over to the front of the house but stopped when I heard yelling.