UA's Gremlins

Lost Boys...Dadzawa & PapaMic's Pain

Weeks passed and soon the routine had become so normal that it seemed like it was as it had always been.   The boys spent weekends living at their new home with their "dads" - now affectionately called Dadzawa and PapaMic by the entirety of Class 1A.   Weekdays were spent at the dorms - at least a trial run for now.

Their rooms were moved to be beside each other, though many nights they wound up in one room or the other together.   Usually it was Katsuki who was sneaking into Izuku's room, but the class became accustomed to the two coming out of the same door in the mornings - Katsuki looking relaxed and Izuku with untamed hair, half asleep.   

Movie nights also became a tradition as the class were appalled that neither teen had ever seen a children's moving after they had been taken.   So Friday nights were Pixar movies and Saturdays were Disney.  At first the duo had to be "kidnapped" by force, but within a week or two they came willingly.

Another development was Hitoshi being added to their family.  It seemed that Izuku had give Aizawa some tips and soon their purple haired classmate was out of a dangerous foster home and in their safe haven.   Which meant that Hizashi was blaming Aizawa for his gray hairs on the weekends when three rambunctious, less than stable teens were all "home."   

Nedzu loved the growing family and would occasionally visit for a family meal, even going as far as taking Hitoshi under his wing too.   Aizawa simply referred to his boys as Problem Child 1, 2, and 3 respectively.   The small family felt at ease with each other.  

Pranks also became the norm within the school hallways.   Katsuki was the "deviant" Vlad Complained about disfiguring the school with graffiti - usually "fuck the blood king" written in neon orange or black.   Izuku was the "gremlin" who would destroy anything digital he could get his hands on.  On more than one occasion Class 1B celebrated the loss of a test that they were supposed to take...except Monoma who did nothing but complain about the two boys.

Aizawa always hid his smirk in his capture weapon when he'd come out of his classroom to a cackling, green haired gremlin racing down the halls away from some teacher covered in something - glitter, silly string, chalk dust, and so on.    And he often asked Midnight if they could give Katsuki an art grade for his handy work, laughing as his coworker just sighed and ordered the blond to clean it up.   

Despite their trouble making ways, the teachers of UA - well with the exception of a couple - adored the two boys.  They celebrated in the teacher's lounge each and every milestone the boys made.   A small party was thrown when Izuku and Katsuki each walked away from a fight without throwing more than an insult.   

"We should throw them a birthday party!" Hizashi suggested at the end of another long meeting where Vlad King had, once again, tried to suggest the two be kicked out.   Aizawa had been certain it was due to the bubblegum pink hair the man was now sporting - courtesy of both boys.

"Did we find their birthdays in their records?" Midnight asked, already planning what gifts she could get the boys.

Aizawa frowned and pulled out the folders from his desk drawer.  "Izuku's birthday is July 15th and Katsuki's birthday is in April.    So it's too soon for both of them."

Hizashi deflated at his desk, but Ectoplasm tipped his head forward.   "Do you think they've had a birthday since they were children?  Would it truly be disruptive to give them two this year?"

Aizawa made a soft sound as he considered it.   "What if...we allow their classmates to throw them a celebration and we can plan something more formal for their actual birthdays?"

"Oh!   Those kids are going to love that idea!   I have no doubt they'll try and squeeze as many holidays into it as they can," Midnight grinned.   "Want me to tell them, Shou?"

The man smiled and tucked the folders away.   "Sure.  You have the class next.   I'm going to go check on the training.   I do believe Nedzu was going to have both boys with him today, correct Snipe?"

"Yes, sir," the man said.  "Said he wanted broccoli boy try out a new idea or something.   They're down in the gym."

Aizawa nodded and rose with Hizashi hot on his heels.  The two men strolled down the hallway, chatting softly about their plans for the weekend - taking the boys shopping for suits for their upcoming wedding.

Aizawa felt the gut feeling he always did when his "dad mode" activated.   He stopped the casual conversation and picked up his pace; Hizashi matched his pace, taking cues from his other half.

Something was wrong.

Aizawa made it to the gym doors in record time and grabbed the handle.   Before he could yank it open, the door blew out, knocking him and Hizashi back several feet.

"Fuck, what was that," Hizashi wheezed as he rolled to his knees.

Aizawa's ears were ringing, but he was on his feet and racing for the gym.   That felt like one of Katsuki's explosions, but...it didn't make sense for him to blow the door off.  Smoke stung his eyes as the man made his way into the nearly destroyed interior of the gym.

His eyes tried to see through the tears and the destruction, heart seizing up as he stared at Nedzu crouched beside an unconscious Izuku while Katsuki stood between them and a Nomu that was easily five times his size.   Aizawa could smell the blood in the air and knew his boys were hurt.

"Nomu!" was all that was shouted as Aizawa raced for his boys.  He heard Hizashi give the cry from where he stood just outside the door.  As he neared them, something hard hit him from the side and he slammed to the ground.

"Not so fast, teach," the man laughed.  "Them boys is ours."

Aizawa activated his quirk, but the man just laughed.    The Nomu charged Katsuki and Aizawa was forced to end his quirk to prevent Katsuki from getting caught in his gaze.   He watched the blond fire off a powerful explosion to push the beast back.  The Nomu barely flinched and swung its arm out, knocking Katsuki back to the stone wall behind him.  The blond grunted as he hid and slid down, out cold.  

Aizawa saw movement out of the corner of his eye and smirked.  "Ears!" he shouted.  He saw Nedzu cover his ears as the scream from the doorway filled the room.   Aizawa's opponent wailed in pain as the Nomu roared.   It swung out the second the scream ended and knocked Nedzu away from the boys.   

Aizawa lunched up, catching his boss and friend before turning his eyes to the chaos in front of him.   He watched, scrambling to set the shorter hero down and make his way to his boys, as the large, black, clawed hands reached down and snagged up both boys.   The Nomu roared again and a warp gate opened beneath it, dropping it and the two teens from sight.

"No!" Aizawa screamed as he raced for the warp gate.   His opponent from earlier jumped in his way, swinging a long crystal blade at his head.   He barely had time to duck before the man laughed and dropped back into the warp gate.  Aizawa whined in his throat as it snapped shut before he could move.   "Fuck!"