Reader X MHA (Isekai)

Bonus Chapter, Just Floof

(A/N)- This is just a filler because I was feeling gracious. You can skip it if you want, it doesn't affect the plot very much.

I turned in the bed, denying the fact that I'd have to get up soon.

"Problem child." Aizawa's voice was that scary calm thing that made you ponder how bad it would be to jump out a window.

It's only a, what, 20 foot drop? I'd probably be fine, might screw up whatever Recovery Grandma got me for my flesh wound. Man, I wonder if she would make good cookies. Can I get Recovery Girl to adopt Aizawa so she can be my legal grandma? Probably no-

"I know you're awake, brat. You have some explaining to do." Dazawa's voice pulled me from my thoughts.

Maybe if I ignore it, it'll go away! Like my sperm donor did!

Aizawa poked me hard in the leg.

I made zombie noises as a form of protest, too tired to form syllables.

"Up. Where the hell did you go and how the hell did you get shot?" Aizawa pressed an icecube behind my ear.

I screeched, jumping out of the bed and falling onto the floor. I was now fully awake, and I didn't want to be. "WHAT THE FUCK MAN?" I swore in English.

Aizawa squinted at me. "To wake you up. Worked, didn't it? Now, spill. Where, how, why?"

I took a deep breath, getting back in the bed. I eyed Aizawa's torture device. "I'm going to bed after I tell you."

"Fine." I groaned doing a mental rewind of what happened however long ago. "Well, I was in All Protien Shake's training session, when an old... friend of mine called. Said she was under attack, turned out to be the last members of a cartel we had taken out around a year ago."

I nestled further into the bed. "Me being the amazing person I am, I dropped everything and went to her location, which is somewhere that's probably been cleaned up by now, and helped her take out some of the bad guys. While I was already distracted by one guy, another shot me. Then I took care of him and a few more bad guys, and popped down to check on her. When we made sure we were both okay, she took clean up duty, and I came back here."

Aizawa's eyes were clouded with concern and confusion. "When you say 'took care of', you mean...?" He looked at me to make sure.
I nodded.

"Wow." He mouthed. "And this friend of yours, who are they?"

I squinted up at Aizawa. "Can't tell you, I'm afraid. I do anything to reveal their identity, I turn up missing a few days later."

That was a lie, of course. I'd lived long enough to know snitches get stitches, but the main reason was because Burnout was a good friend of mine.
But Aizawa didn't need to know that.

"Are you alright?" Aizawa asked after minute.

"I'm tired as hell, but I'll live. Wanna check out that Cat Cafe on the corner tommorow morning, or are we sleeping in again?" I was about to fall asleep, no matter what he did. The ice cube had melted, he had no more ammunition against me.

"Sure we can kid. Get some sleep, I'll get you when it's time to go home." He patted me on the head.

"Thanks, Dadzawa." I mumbled into the pillow.

Aizawa froze. "What'd you call me?"

But I was already asleep.