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A blond haired man was sitting down on a carpet with a four year old izuku. The man was holding a tiny toy block and gesturing wildly with it while he spoke.

"Ok, look! A one square inch wooden block, if you have my quirk you simply need to touch it, then your quirk records it and you can make an exact copy of it as long as you still remember it's measurements!"

He holds out his other hand just as brown liquid came out of his palm, it quickly took shape and turned into the wooden block in his other hand. "Now you try!" The man said dramatically as he held the original block out to Izuku.

Little izuku nodded quickly and took the small block from his hand, he then held it up and closed his eyes tight.

"Do you feel it?! It's shape should form in your mind! As if it was right in front of you!" The man excitedly stated.

After a few seconds of deep concentration izuku slowly opened his eyes and looked up into his fathers glistening eyes.

"You got it???" He said with overwhelming excitement.

Izuku smiled with barely contained glee and spoke the words his father had been waiting to hear his entire life!

"nope!" Izuku said cutely.

The man fell backwards and arched his back dramatically without warning. "Dammittttttttt!!!!" He yelled as he balanced awkwardly.

He suddenly heard an offended gasp from the doorway above him that sent a chill down his spine, he slowly looked up, still on the floor, and saw his wonderful but terrifying wife looking down at him with a cake in hand.

"Jinn! No swearing! It's izukus birthday!"

"Ah! I'm sorry! And I'll do it again!!" He said in a terrified voice that quickly swapped to a deeper almost snarky tone as he quickly scrambled to his feet.

She simply sighed and turned to izuku. "Get the bag for your father sweetheart." He nodded excitedly and ran off into another room.

She slowly looked back to the now standing jinn, she had to look up at him since he was around 5'10 to her 5'3 but she knew she was far more intimidating than he could ever be, she looked at his short blond hair and glanced at the scar on his forehead that ended just at his hairline.

She relaxed slightly at his guilty expression, "he only just turned four, he's not going to get his quirk right of the bat. Besides, what makes you think he will have yours?" She said the last part in a teasing tone.

"I just want to teach him how to use it! It's a complicated and dangerous power to have! It's easy peasy! I don't want him to end up like I did..." he looked down at the floor dejected.

She huffed slightly "Jinn I promise he will be ok, besides his quirk won't be exactly like yours, it will probably be a weird mix of both of our quirks."

"I guess so, I just hope he can't make copies of himself. That would be so cool." he looked to the side with a far off look

She took a step forward and took his face in one of her hands while balancing the cake in the other, "That's all behind us now, I promise, we won't let what happened to you happen to him." He relaxed heavily into her touch and nodded.

She leaned in to kiss him but at the same time izuku ran in with the horrid sound of a paper bag trailing behind him. "I got ittt!!!" He yelled exitedly.

Jinn was released and he half crouched, half fell to the floor, "izukuuu, my little heroooo, helppppppp." He held his arms out as he reached for the bag. "No! Stay away!!" He yelled in a deeper voice as he quickly put a hand up, blocking izuku's path.

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