Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

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A/N: one of my patrons gave a really cool idea about getting to pick what outfits my OCs wear! I loved it and the first one came from the user 'Princes of Antarctica" this is her outfit and I LOVEEEEE IT!! It's what Violet is wearing for tonight ✨

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Violet POV:

FREE TRENDY FURNITURE IF U GO DOWN THIS ALLEY!

"You're a fool to think this will work." I sighed, watching Touya write the message on a janky piece of stained cardboard.

"Yeah, and you're a fool to think it won't work." He countered, not even looking up as he touched up the suspicious words with his marker. "If it said 'free houseplants,' you'd be all over it."

My jaw dropped in offense, pacing the entrance of the dark alley.

"Well-o-only because I'd want to make sure it's a scam! And then I'd report it to the union!" I exclaimed, causing him to roll his eyes.

"Fucking embarrassing."

Not bothering to cap the marker once he was finished, Touya tossed it over his shoulder and into the depths of the dark alley, admiring his artistry of the makeshift sign.

Lure The Boss into the alleyway, make him admit he's Tsuyo, and figure out what Midas is planning tomorrow with his 'big announcement.'

On paper, it all seems fairly simple. But, with such short notice, this was the best plan Touya and I could think of to send everything in motion.

A bunch of kindergartners could have done better!

Yeah, the Boss apparently loves modern furniture-surprisingly, something Touya told me. He figured we should use that to our advantage.

But, honestly? You'd have to be an idiot to actually be tricked! A stained cardboard sign, advertising expensive furniture in a dark alleyway at midnight? That's just a recipe for disaster!

"You're severely underestimating Tsuyo's wits if you think they'll fall for this." I warned, looking around the empty night street.

Touya rose to his feet with the sign in hand, brushing past me to find a place to set it up. "Trust me. I know what I'm doing."

"Do you?"

He looked back at me in annoyance, scoffing and gasping mockingly.

"Oh? I'm sorry-are you the most wanted serial killer in Japan?-and Puerto Rico?" He said, causing my eyes to widen.

A gasp left my mouth and I slapped a hand over it with scandalous offense. "Puerto Rico!? What did you do in Puerto Rico??"

A hoodrat smile flashed across his face, taking his lip between his teeth with a small amount of pride.

"Do you really wanna know?" He asked smugly.

I blinked a few times and processed the possibilities.

"Nope!" I chirped with a nervous smile, instantly pressing my lips shut tightly.

"Didn't think so." He chuckled at my unease. "Look, the point is, I'm fucking psychotic and I know how to lure people to their death, alright? So, chill and let me work."