The Pen is The Artist's: Swo- Quirk? [DISCONTINUED]

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"KATSUKI BAKUGOU!" Mitsuki Bakugou screamed at the rampaging child that was her son. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF IZUKU OR I SWEAR TO KAMI!" She raged, seeing Katsuki hitting Izuku and burning him with his newly manifested quirk. By now Izuku was balling his eyes out in confusion and pain.

"Why are you being soo mean, Kacchan?" He slurred behind his teary eyes.

"SHUT UP YOU HAG! AND YOU SHUT UP, DEKU! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, YOU DONT DESSERVE TO BE NEAR ME YOU USELESS DEKU!"

At that moment, Katsuki was picked up by the back of his shirt, slightly choking him, and Mitsuki throwing him on the couch roughly at an angle, making sure to make his leg sting a little so he couldn't get near Izuku any more but not so much as to severely hurt him. She then leant down to Izuku and hugged him lightly, making sure to stay away from the bruises and burns that looked oddly shaped like starburst scars Mitsuki had seen on Heroes without top-coverage for their costumes. 'At least the brat gave him something he could maybe think is cool unless he hates it.' She thought while collecting her words.

"Izuku? Are you okay? does it hurt to bad?" She asks in a much softer voice she normally uses for her own son.

Izuku sniffles, looking up at her. "Y- Yes, I'm okay. I'm just really warm on my chest and arms." He replies, holding his arms a little away from his torso to avoid irritating the burns even more.

Mitsuki nods and stands up, shooting a glare at the explosive little boy limping away to his room, Katsuki sending one right back. After taking Izuku to the kitchen, Mitsuki brought the first-aid kit over to where she sat him down and had him take off his shirt. She then spent the next 10 minutes cleaning the wounds and bandaging them, making a mental note to contact Inko about this later.

A few hours later, Inko Midoriya finished work and checked her phone, seeing a message from her best friend and babysitter in her notifications. Re-energised from the coffee she was sipping on, Inko clicked on the notification, reading through quickly.

Mit: Hey Inko. Little incident with the boys. They were playing with Katsuki's quirk, and Katsuki suddenly got aggressive. He started wailing on Izuku, punching and burning his arms and chest. So I patched the little broccoli up and gave him a snack. Text me when you finish and I'll get you something to eat made. 

Mit: And no you cannot refuse the food, I know for a fact that you didn't have much of a breakfast and you didn't eat dinner. You lil workaholic!  

Inko sighed at her friends' niceness and just decided not to fight her on it for once. She was starving. Her face then had a concerned look for her child, quickly finishing off her coffee and heading towards her car.

Yeah, I :Brocco-Mom know you wont let me leave without food haha. Watch Izuku till I get there, I'm gonna be about 15 minutes. Cya.

She sent off the message before starting her car and driving towards the Bakugou house, worrying about Izuku the whole way there. 'How badly did Katsuki hurt him?' 'Did he pass out?' 'Do I need to take him to the hospital?' She was brought out of her spiralling thoughts by a hand on her shoulder from Mitsuki. She had apparently made it to the house by her unconsciousness driving for her.

"You okay Inko?" She asked, a concerned look on her face. Izuku was now by her side, hugging her weakly and putting little to no pressure around his chest and arms.

"Yeah, sorry Suki. I was just thinking." She told her, "Hi 'Zu! Are you hurt too bad?" She asked, turning to the small greenette at her waist.

"I'm okay. Just really warm." Izuku replied, trying to hug his mother a bit tighter but only getting a spike of pain shooting through his injured limbs, resulting in a slight wince.