𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄. || 𝑰𝒛𝒖𝒌𝒖 𝑴. 𝒙 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑹.

𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒

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~Flashback~

"Yes, your daughter indeed has a Quirk... Oh my, but it's quite rare as well."

The dark skinned woman held her baby girl in her lap as her husband edits besides her, he had an arm around her in an overprotective manner. The doctor goes to hand them a few scans, his gloved finger pointing near her fingers and toes as the married man holds it out for all of them to see.

"Y/N has extra bones and joints, now a small percentage of Quirkless people only have an extra bone in their foot, but having too many is a result of unique and potentially dangerous Quirks."

He explains, stepping away to let them look over the paper. He goes to hold his hands behind his back and patiently wait for further questioning.

"Okay.. So, is there anyway to fix this?"

The greying haired male leans forwards some, his dark brown eyes gazing over the little girl quietly.

"Not at all. Her Quirk is one that she'll have to deal with.. Have you seen her use it any?"

They couple look at each other with concern, she mother picks up her baby to hold her in her arms.

"She, uh... Well, she's very strong.. She can lift a couch and bend metal.. one time she fell into a wall and broke a whole through it when she tried stopping her fall with her small hands.. It was kinda cute.."

The woman spoke nervously and let out an awkward, short laugh at the end. Her words makes the doctor go around his semi-occupied desk and pull something from one of the many metallic drawers, beginning to check a few things once found.

"Has she hurt anyone?"

There was silence for a moment, the doctor doesn't push them as he waits. Yagi goes to speak on behalf of his toddler and lover.

"Yes.. But it was an accident. Y/N is a very sweet girl and wouldn't hurt a fly, Doctor Wesller."

His brow arched abs he clears his throat.

"How did she hurt them. Who did she hurt. How bad was the damage."

Again, the blonde spoke for his little girl and wife.

"She, uh.. The other kids were messing with her and she shoved them away, hit'em.. They broke a shoulder, arm, a wrist for one of them.. They were around her age I believe, a year older..."

He hums.

"How old is she?"

The mother spoke.

"She's 4, sir."

The man took a few more notes, he marked off what needed to be done before setting down his pen. He begins to fold the paper neatly before fishing around for an envelope, which he used to place the information inside.

"And this is a common Quirk for your family?"

Doctor Wesller looks for stamps, his large belly slightly shifts against the sight ness of his collared shirt.

"My family, not his.. Um.. a few generations back, two males and a female had such strength, but that was generation after another and onto lasted within two.. It stopped or never passed to anyone else.. Until now, so suppose.."