A Journey through the Changing Seasons

🎃Pumpkin carving🎃

a chilly autumn evening set the stage for a peculiar sight. Dabi, with his fiery blue flames, and Tomura, adorned in his tattered villainous attire, found themselves side by side, engrossed in the art of pumpkin carving.

Dabi examined a plump orange pumpkin, his sharp eyes gleaming with mischievous delight. "Tomura, this pumpkin is begging to be transformed into something epic. Something that will send shivers down the spines of those goody-two-shoes heroes!"

Tomura chuckled, his skeletal hand scratching his chin thoughtfully. "Oh, I'm all ears, Dabi. What wicked design do you have in mind?"

Dabi's lips curled into a devious grin as he picked up a carving knife. "How about a pumpkin that looks like it's engulfed in flames? A miniature version of my quirk!"

Tomura's eyes widened with excitement. "That's brilliant! It'll be like having a piece of you right here, in pumpkin form. Let's make it happen!"

As the two villains set to work, their hands danced across the pumpkin's surface, carving intricate patterns. Dabi's flames seemed to flicker and dance in his eyes as he meticulously carved out the fiery details. Tomura, with his unnerving calmness, etched delicate cracks and fissures into the pumpkin's skin, imitating his own worn-out visage.

As they worked, the villains engaged in friendly banter, their words bouncing off the flickering candlelight. Dabi couldn't help but tease Tomura. "You know, Tomura, your quirk is perfect for Halloween. You can just touch someone, and they'll be as still as a statue. You'd make a great villain for a haunted house!"

Tomura chuckled, a rare sight indeed. "Well, Dabi, I must admit, your flames are quite fitting too. They'd make an incredible spectacle at any spooky gathering."

Their laughter echoed through the night as they put the finishing touches on their masterpieces. Dabi's pumpkin seemed to radiate with an otherworldly glow, while Tomura's pumpkin appeared as if it had stood the test of time, with cracks revealing an eerie light from within.

Finally, the carvings were complete, and the two villains stepped back to admire their work. The pumpkins seemed to come alive, exuding a haunting aura that sent a chill down their spines.

Dabi clapped Tomura on the back, a rare display of camaraderie. "Well, my friend, we've created the most villainous pumpkins in all of U.A. High! These will surely make even the strongest heroes tremble in fear!"

Tomura nodded, a smirk playing on his lips. "Indeed, Dabi. Our pumpkins will be the talk of the town. And who knows, perhaps they'll inspire some aspiring villains to join our ranks!"

As the moon bathed their creations in a ghostly glow, Dabi and Tomura basked in the satisfaction of their eerie craftsmanship. Little did they know, their mischievous pumpkin carvings would become legendary, forever etching their names in the dark tales of U.A. High.

And so, on that chilly autumn eve, as the winds whispered secrets and the jack-o'-lanterns glimmered, Dabi and Tomura reveled in the joy of friendship, creativity, and the spirit of Halloween.