POV: Ash Takami-Todoroki
I took a deep breath and opened the door to the private room where my dad waited.
The second I stepped inside, conversation stopped. Four sets of eyes snapped to me, the tension thick enough to slice. I kept walking, quiet and composed, using a few feathers to deliver their drinks before I sat down at the table with my scotch and a glass.
“You’re cute,” said the girl I’d locked eyes with earlier at the bar.
My cheeks flushed, but I played it cool, taking a slow sip. I looked straight at my dad.
“How old are you?” a scratchy voice asked. The man looked like he’d crawled out of a warzone and lost the war.
“Fourteen. Fifteen next week.” I didn’t look away from Dad, not even for a second.
The crusty one glared at me like I was a stray dog. It only stopped when the girl leaned over and whispered something in his ear. He didn’t say anything after that.
Fifteen minutes passed like that—silent, tense, filled with sideways glances and sips of aged liquor.
Then I finally asked the question that’d been choking me all night.
“Did you know?”
Dad didn’t ask what. He didn’t need to.
“No,” he said.
I sighed and leaned back, letting the truth settle. “It’s gonna be a long night.”
The girl gave me a soft smile. “What’s your name, cutie?”
“Ash Takami-Todoroki. You?”
“Himiko Toga,” she said, her voice all glitter and chaos.
“Tomura Shigaraki,” the crusty one muttered with an eye roll.
“Right… Crusty and Bubbly,” I said, deadpan. That got a laugh out of Dad, and Bubbly pouted.
“You sound too much like him… I don’t need another him around,” Crusty grumbled.
“OI! What’s that supposed to mean, babe?!” Dad barked back, sounding offended but not really.
I burst out laughing. Okay. So far, so good.
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“Can we get back on track?” Bubbly said, waving a hand. “Dabi—your kid just showed up out of nowhere!! And yeah, she’s cute, but still!”
“For once, I agree with Bloody Mary over here… Well, not the cute part,” Shigaraki grumbled.
Dad turned to me with a serious look now. “Keigo,” he said.
I nodded. “Yeah. That’s what he called you, right?”
Before anyone could reply, I pulled out my phone. “Hold on—I gotta text the bunny.”
They all blinked at me.
“Mirko. She’s my stepmom. Like Father would ever let me come here willingly?” I scoffed.
“She prefers when I call her Rumi, but yeah—she’s awesome. I just need to tell her I’m staying at Uncle’s tonight so she doesn’t freak.”
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Text Messages
Ash:
hey rumi i’m spending the night at uncle’s. also… i found ‘him’
Rumi:
you did?? okay. just be back by five a.m., and text me if anything comes up.
Ash:
got it. night!
Rumi:
night, kiddo.
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“Okay, I’m good,” I told the table, slipping my phone back into my pocket.
Dad cleared his throat. “Now that you’re done, can we talk about… well, you?”
I blinked, then nodded, suddenly eager. “Yeah! Totally.”
He smiled faintly. “Favorite color?”
“Black and green.”
“Animal?”
“Bears. Specifically big, sleepy ones.”
“Thing?”
“Anime.”
“Sexuality?”
“Bi. Pronouns she/her.”
“Style?”
“Oversized black hoodies and crop tops. The duality.”
“Quirks?”
“Brainwash, advanced hellflame, and fierce wings.”
“Hero?”
“Eraserhead.”
“Villain?”
“…Mr. Compress.”
“Normal human?”
“Uncle Leo and Rumi.”
“Best friend?”
“Bakugou Katsuki and Midoriya Izuku.”
He nodded again, looking like he was trying to memorize every word.
“Last question. What do you want to be?”
“A hero,” I said firmly. “But I’m not here to rat you out. Or them. I just… want to do it my way.”
“Okay,” he said softly. Like he believed me. Like that meant something.
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“Tomorrow’s the last day of school, right?” Shigaraki asked, suddenly sounding far too interested.
“Yeah,” I replied. “And summer’s gonna be painfully boring.”
He grinned, the kind of grin that meant trouble. “Then come stay with us for the summer.”
I blinked. “Wait, seriously?”
“Yes, yes, yes, YES!” Bubbly squealed. “You’re my age! We’ll have so much fun together!”
“Sure, I’ll just ask Rumi. If I asked Dad, it’d be an instant no.”
I pulled out my phone again.
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Ash:
can i stay with them for the summer they asked PLEASE
Rumi:
yeah. i’ll pack your stuff—check the vacation list. you just need to grab the bag.
Ash:
thank you!!! I’m bringing someone with me so I know where to go once we leave.
Rumi:
are they your age?
Ash:
yup. love you!
Rumi:
love you too, kiddo.
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“She said yes!” I shouted, bouncing in my seat. “And she’s already packing my stuff! I get to skip the last day of school!”
Bubbly shrieked with joy and launched herself into a hug. “Eeeeee! You’re gonna love it!”
“Okay, okay, calm down. I’ll need you to come with me so I know where to go.”
“Deal!”
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Dad and Crusty left not long after, and I found Uncle to explain everything—where I was going, why I wasn’t alone, and who Bubbly was. He raised an eyebrow, sighed dramatically, and waved us off with a warning to behave.
Bubbly and I headed upstairs, into the room Uncle always saved for me. The second we hit the mattress, we were out cold.
Well… almost.
An hour later, I woke up, blearily checked the time, and set an alarm for 5:30 a.m.
Then I curled back into the blankets, safe in the heat of stolen hours, and drifted back to sleep.
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dabis Kid #1 (Edits In Progress)
FanfictionAsh Takami-Todoroki has been looking for her dad behind her fathers back since she was young. when she finds him they get along well. after months her father finds out and is not happy, this results in her almost killing him. (this will have a book...
