Cooking From The Heart

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Tomura woke up with a jump because of a screaming Dabi. Who suddenly disappeared. He scratched his eyes and yawned. When did I fall asleep? Dabi appeared again, immediately running to Twice who screeched and ran behind mamagiri. Dabi pointed a finger at them.

"You, stop sending me to Endeavor! And you, why did you draw dicks all over my face!?"

Twice yelped, hiding behind Kuro.

"There wasn't enough toom! It was Togas idea!"

Dabi looked at her. She jumped at his glare and hugged the still drowsy Shiggy. Feeling the sudden warm, Shiggy leaned closer. She looked at him and squealed, hugging him tighter. Dabi walked closer and leaned over the couch to look at her.

"Was. It. Your. Idea?"

She pointed at the sleeping lizard.

"He's lying! It was Spinners!"

Dabi looked at the still lizard with a snot bubble.

"He's asleep!"

"He's pretending!"

Ugh, my ears. Tomura gently showed Toga off him and went to his room. He flopped down on his bed, ignoring the shouts from downstairs as he tried to sleep. I feel like I'm forgetting something... What was it...? Something about tonight...?

"...."

He abruptly shot up.

"Shota!"

He ran back downstairswith his hoodie and tried to leave but Kuro stopped him.

"Tomura, it's two in the afternoon."

He blinked.

"Oh."

Slowly closing the door. That was embarrassing. But thankfully, he still has time. He turned around, Dabi and Spinner are fighting while Kuro teleports any dangerous items capable of breaking something. Compressor sighed, letting his marbles capture the two of them and placed them on his coat. He looked at Kuro.

"How long?"

"Hmm... Two hours."

Compressor nodded and sat down to watch TV. Toga and Twice got ready to leave. They grabbed their stuff and went out the door while waving.

"Bye bye, mama, Compresor, Shiggy! Well be back!"

"I'll miss you!! I can't wait to leave!!"

And now, there is only three. Tomura looked at Kuro. Ugh, how many times have I asked him for help? I should do it myself, I'm only bothering him. But, I want to do this right for Aizawa. Kuro looked at Tomura and walked behind the bar. Tomura sat down on a stool, taking a shot. Fuck it. He slammed it on the counter and looked at the purple mist.

"Kurogiri, teach me how to cook."

A wine glass was dropped, the noise made Compressor glance at them. Kuro blinked one, then twice.

"Um, I think I heard something weird..."

Tomura shaked his head. He really has to repeat himself...

"Teach. Me. To. Cook."

"..........."

Tomura waved his hand in front of Kuro. The mist didn't even blink. He heard Compressor chuckle beside him.

"We lost him. I guess you wanting to cook was too shocking."

"Dammit..."

Now what? Aizawa likes homemade food and it's not fair that he brings food for me. He even payed for the pizza! Where do I even take him? I don't want to just sit on the rooftop and eat like before, I want to do something new with him. He deserves that much. A sound broke his line of thought, seeing a black marbel slide to him.

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