With izuku
*We izuku Driving to Masaru's office, he was alone in his car. Not a sound could be heard, not even his radio. When he stopped at a red light, he stopped the car, letting him think about the dance and how dangerous things could get if Tsuyu's plan went south. He looked at his arms as he could feel OFA coursing through them, letting him use them.
???: But that's just it, isn't it? You can only use them; how can you defend them when you can't even use the Delaware Smash with your fingers?
*Izuku's deeply rooted, complex subconscious said to him it was weak, no more than a whisper, but izuku heard it loud and clear: he was useless.Izuku squeezed the steering wheel of his car with a deep frown on his face. Even if he tried to ignore the words, the feeling was as permeant inside his mind as his tattoo was on his chest. As the light turned green, he rode away.
With Momo, Tsuyu, and Eri
*We see Tsuyu and Momo in the waiting area while Eri tried on a new dress. It was dead quiet between the two women, Momo tapping her finger on her sigh, trying to think of something to say, getting more and more nervous by the second as the awkward silence becomes bigger. Tsuyu wasn't doing any better as she was tapping her foot on the tile.
Momo: So...how are things?
Tsuyu:calm Kero
*The silence continued; both quickly got up as they heard the door being opened.*
Momo and tsuyu:no. Kero
Eri:but...
Momo and tsuyu:no. Kero
Eri: Come on, the tattoo sleeves and leggings look so cute!
Momo: i don't care you are not wearing that
Eri, how is this fair? These are fake tattoos; dad has real ones!
Tsuyu: He's an adult, and you're a 14-year-old Kero.
Eri: He said he got it when he was 17!
Tsuyu:that's different He was in jail, and besides the absolute verbal beating your grandmother gave him, it was enough to only get that one. Now turn around and try that purple one we picked out.
Eri gave a huff but did as she was told; Tsuyu and Momo sat back down.
Momo: Honestly, when did she even pick that outfit out?
Tsuyu: When you were busy doing goo goo eyes at that female assistant shopper,
Momo: I was doing no such thing!
Momo blushed furiously, offended at the very true, i.e., false, accusations.
Tsuyu:Uhu, so how's the dating life been treating you? Kero
Momo: It really hasn't; I don't have time with hero work, the company, and taking care of Eri. The most I can commit to is something casual.
Tsuyu: And Kyoka Jirou?
Momo: Like I said i can only do something casual.
Tsuyu: You're in denial, Kero.
Momo: Oh, completely, but I know the second I'm not that will become very real, and it will just be another thing I'll have to juggle with. I mean who has the time to be a hero, a parent, and have an active love life?
Meanwhile, with Nejire and Tamaki
*We see him finishing a popsicle while he glances around at his supplies.*
Tamaki:ok. Slice orange slices, apple juice boxes, sun block, sandwiches, blah, blah, blah, oh, how could I almost forget the blah blah blah?
Tamaki chuckled to himself as he finished packing.
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the mechanic book 3 the trial arc
Hayran KurguThings were beginning to look up for our protagonist, izuku finally popped the question to Tsuyu and they were going to get married, should be the happiest time of there life right? Well as you'll soon read, life is never that sappy