The Dragon & The Kitsune.

Chapter 68 - Rhyki.

Rhyki and the group stumbled out of the cabin, rubbing their eyes free from sleep while dressed in their specialised training gear that had been a gift from Izuku of his Creator side. Meaning that they could use their quirks to the fullest and not risk damaging their clothes. Which was ideal mostly for Momo, as whatever she created, materialised through the fabric and she didn't need to show as much skin anymore, which was a relief for the blackette. Not to mention a boost in her confidence of being covered and not feeling so exposed. Their outfits were black tightish shorts to the knees, and black sleeveless t-shirts. It had the group name stitched perfectly onto the left breast side, in their favourite colour. Such as hers and Katsuki's were orange. Kami was yellow. Shinso was dark purple etc. The girls had a bit of secure padding/support around their chest area, which basically meant that their breasts didn't bounce all over the place or get in the damn way when they moved around which was a good thing.

No one needed that. Sure, they had bras on, but a bit more extra help she'd take. Simple all black converse on their feet for mostly comfort, but matching laces with the names. It was 6am, and they weren't all that pleased to wake up this damn early, but the banging on the cabin door from Aizawa meant that they had to get up, or risk having buckets of cold water lobbed on them. She knew that her grumpy old man would do that too! He'd done it before to her. Fucker. Izuku wasn't with them, and Rhyki peered around for her brother. He hadn't been there when they'd woken up or appeared while they got dressed.
"Rhy-nii, do you know where Izu-nii is?"

Kami mumbled, tugging slightly on her t-shirt while rubbing his eye. Well, that was fucking adorable. "Not entirely sure. I'm sure we'll find him soon."
"Ok." They followed her to the tables, where they were quickly joined by the Cats and Aizawa, all sitting comfortably, drinking coffee, despite the sun literally only just rising in the distance, making the sky lighten with hues of oranges, reds, and yellows, washing the blackness away.
"Sit down." Her dad said, nodding to a table. They did as told, just as Tiger appeared, bringing a large tray of refreshments for them that made her instantly perk up as the rich smell of freshly ground coffee beans erupted up her nose. Heaven. They thanked the pro hero and Rhyki took the tray, before she dished the drinks out, which was greatly appreciated. Katsuki kissed her cheek as thanks, considering she was wearing her mask.

"Izu-nii!" Mina cheered, making them turn to follow where she was looking. Sure enough, there was her brother, walking out with Tiger, bringing over bowls of steaming food, meaning it'd just been made, which explained to where he'd been. They served the various smells of deliciousness, making the Ragtags quite literally wiggle in their seats for anticipation. They even passed over bowls to the pros and Mandalay gave one to a sleepy Kota, who was nearby. The boy took it and disappeared into the forestry, ignoring everyone around as he let out a yawn. Just as Izuku settled beside Kirishima with a mug of coffee, the rest of 1A joined them. They were still half asleep, grumbling about having to wake up so early.
"What about us? Where is our food for this morning?!" Iida demanded, pointing at the food.

"First of all, do not take that tone with us boy. We're the pro heroes here and the adults, so best mind your damn tongue and remember your manners. Second, you make your own food from now on. We told you yesterday that was the last we'd do it. You need to learn basic cookery skills, and you'll get more lessons of that as you grow older. You'll soon find that not everything is handed over to you on a damn silver platter like some spoiled brat. That's exactly what this group have done considering they'd been up longer than yourselves, well Izuku has. Now the kitchen is over there, help yourselves, but do make sure that you clean up your mess as there is no reason for being slobs." Tiger growled, not taking the teens shit at all. Rhyki smirked before having a shadow appear around her lower face, and lowered the mask, then she began eating. None of them said anything as they ate, enjoying Izuku's godly cooking as usual. Even the Cats and her dad were contently eating, barely acknowledging the others as they tinkered in the kitchen.