2(18) Apple Juice

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Warning: contains underage drinking and mature discussion

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow Black Yellow Bla-

We interrupt your broadcast to bring you this announcement. You are in danger. Please stay inside and avoid windows and doors at all costs. I repeat you are in danger. Please stay indoors and do not leave your property. 

The door begins to crumble to ash in front of the little kid, his legs shaking as his mother comes and scoops him up in her arms. A blood-curdling scream rings out of her throat as a white-haired man stands in the doorway. His face covered by a detached hand that wore a white glove. The ash of the door begins to blow around his feet as he takes a step inside the house. The woman makes no movement, frozen in fear, as the man grabs a keychain from the table next to the door. He smirks at the woman and grabs onto the boy, his skin disintegrating beneath his fingertips. The woman, still unable to move and stop the villain. 

Tomura Shigaraki walks out of the empty doorway after destroying the little boy, the mother crying on the floor. He walks out and unlocks the car sitting in the driveway, the blue convertible with the roof down. If he really wanted, he could have tried hotwiring the car, but where's the fun in that? Watching the woman scream as her child was killed in front of her, he wondered if that's how Katsuki would scream when he meets him face-to-face again.  And so the four hour car ride began, from Kawaguchi to Hamamatsu, of course with a little pitstop to pick up his favorite pyromaniac. 

The blue car drove fast, the wind whipped above and messed up Tomura's field of vision, swerving into oncoming traffic. Dabi reached over and grabbed onto the steering wheel and corrected their course, still speeding 30 km over. "Jackass, stop trying to kill me" He mumbled as Tomura takes back the wheel. The remainder of the drive to Hamamatsu was quiet to say the least, but the silence wouldn't last much longer upon arriving in front of Dabi's little brother's house. 

"Hey Kino, watch this!" The little blond stands up and does a cartwheel across the front lawn. "I can do hero moves now! Tailman did this in a fight against Racer and Angel of the O Seis, and I can do it now!" Demako gets ready to do it again but a blue convertible pulls up to the curb and draws the two kids' attention. 

Dabi gets out of the car and starts walking up to them. "Touya..?" The little heterochromatic girl asks, unsure if her hunch was correct. "Father said you got taken away. Why are you here?" She demands of the older man. 

"And you are? Never mind, I'm not here for you." He looks past Kinoto and makes eye contact with Demako, "Get in the car, kid." After two full seconds of not moving, Dabi walks closer to him, grabbing his shirt collar. "I said get in the car, dipshit." He throws him to the ground closer to the car. "Now! While I'm still playing nice." 

Demako sits up slowly and starts walking towards the car, noticing who was in the driver's seat. "You're-" Before he could say anything else Dabi smacked him on the back. "Ouch!" He looks back up at the man and over to his friend. "Kino, I know him." He smiles the best he could, fear trembling throughout his bones. "Just go back inside and protect Iina, they're gonna be scared." He tries to look back up at Dabi but is picked up and tossed into the car's front seat. Demako mumbles under his breath, "I know how to get into a car.."

Wasting no time in driving off, Tomura drives to an all too familiar bar, the above ground doorway holding a sold sign, trespassers will be punished. The white-haired man gets out of the car and holds a hand out to Demako. "Come on, this way." 

"No, why would I go anywhere with you!?" He shouts at the adult. 

Dabi lights his hand ablaze and Tomura waves at him to diminish it. "Your mama is in there. You wanted to talk to him, right?" That was all he had to say. 

The little blond jumps out of the car running to the door. His little legs zooming past. He grabs the doorknob and pulls the door open, running down the stairs. He looks around seeing nothing but a dusty bar and couch with stains of all colors on it. No Izuku in sight. 

Back up above the stairs were the two villains. "I didn't think he would be this excited to see your bitch." The poorly dyed black-haired man said. Dabi was thoroughly amused by the kid's reactions. 

"He's like his dad. A complete idiot. Are you sure your niece knew who you were?" Tomura's lips form a smile as Dabi nods. This was going to be great. 

Before Demako could go back up and ask the two adults questions, they joined the kid down in the bar. Dabi walks over to the bar and pulls out three glasses, blowing the dust out of them and setting them on the counter. He went with his classic fireside whiskey in all three, not bothering to mix one with water to counteract the strong liquor. He walks back over to the little boy and old friend. He hands a glass to each and sits in a chair. Tomura assures Demako that it's simply a special kind of apple juice, before sitting on the couch. 

He traces his fingers over some of the stains on the couch. "Himiko certainly made lots of people bleed here." He looks over at Demako, "Here, come sit with me. I want to tell you something about your mama." He smirks as the little boy walks over and slowly sits on the couch with him. "You see this white stain? Your mama made it. A few months after you were born actually." The smirk painted on his face didn't diminish at all. Only grew. 

"It looks like a horse." Demako tilts his head looking at the couch. "It looks like Daddy's sheets before he washes them. Daddy never told me what it was though." The blond says while poking at the couch. 

Dabi burst out laughing at the comment, popping his jaw out of its socket and causing the stitches to come undone. Blood dripping down his jaw. Demako looks over at the man and screams, sure Katsuki might come home bandaged up a bit, he never saw this much blood coming from a person. 

Tomura did the only thing he can do to stop a kid from screaming, he put 4 fingers on Demako's neck. "You've heard of me and my quirk before, right?" He leans down next to his ear. "If I want to I can kill you in an instant. Should I do it?" Demako begins to shake and quickly shuts his mouth. "Good. Your dad should be joining us soon, I wonder how he'd feel if you were a pile of ashes." 

Hello again

So... how many people laughed at the same time Dabi did? I know I laughed while proofreading it. 

Until next time you quirkless fucks~

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