BROKEN BOY HOW DOES IT FEEL

A Quirky Situation!

Oh boy. Oh boy! OH BOY OH BOY!

Things have escalated into levels unforeseen by even the most prominent clairvoyant in the universe. Who would've thought that things would end up like this? No one could have possibly predicted this.

And how would they?

Things started off normal as usual, as normal as Class A can be they're a case of nut jobs.

Kyouka and Izuku were taking a stroll through the park when a little girl had accidentally used her quirk on Izuku, turning him into a child no older than five years old.

Kyouka didn't get a chance to react when the little girl ran off after spouting apologies, saying she's late to her playdate.

She felt a tug at her shirt and was met with an annoyed look on the face of her. . .boyfriend? It felt weird to call a kid your boyfriend.

"You feel alright?" She asked, wondering if the transformation hurt or anything of the sorts.

"As good as I'll ever be. It feels weird having sore arms when they are this small." He looked at his tiny scarred arms. The familiar numbness was still there, but it felt weird to feel it in the body of a child.

"Wait, your body wasn't reverted back to when you were a child?" She asked, also very confused about how he remembered his injuries. He wasn't reverted back to a kid. He was merely transformed into one with everything else being the same. All his memories and current condition of his body remained.

"Yup, and my guess is that her quirk created a brand new child body based on my teen self. It didn't de age me or anything like that. This fucking sucks, I would've preferred it the other way so I wouldn't remember any of this."

Kyouka picked up the child in front of her. "Well, let's go back for now. I can just imagine the headache that I'm gonna get when we arrive at the dorms."

"You and me both." Izuku responded as he laid his head in her shoulder and decided to rest as he was carried home.

It was a long time ago the last time he was carried like this, those precious moments he had with his mother.

"Oh my gosh, what a cute baby!"

"Is she his mother?"

"No, must be his sister. She's too young!"

"But they look nothing alike?"

"So? You look nothing like your siblings, parents, genes, or something."

The conversations she heard while walking back weren't helping in the slightest. First, she was mistaken as his mother and then his sister. Well, she's happy to know that she doesn't look old enough to be someone's mother. That would've killed her.

"Ok, here we are."

The boy in her arms stirred awake as she began walking inside. He looked around to see his surroundings. They're back at the dorms.

"I'm not ready for this." He said quietly.

Kyouka sighed. "Neither am i."

The front door opened, and she was able to see some of my classmates lounging around the common room, either on their phones, watching TV, or playing card game. Her best friend Yaomomo was in the kitchen making some tea.

As she began to pour it into a cup, she looked up to see Kyouka. "Oh, hello, would you like some- who is that on your arms?" She was gonna offer her tea, but the child in her arms caught her attention.

Kyouka groaned. It's time to get this over with. "This kid? It's none other than Izuku. We got into an accident of sorts." She placed him on the ground, and he stood on his short little legs and looked up at Yaomomo.