(Y/n) walked out of Hound's Office followed closely by Aizawa. Shinso was sleeping sitting down on a chair next to the door under the excuse of "waiting for (Y/n)".
(Y/n) knew this was bullshit.
Shinso just happens to be the new guy of 1A and he just didn't want to be cornered and interrogated by the rest of the class, namely, the girls. Apart from (Y/n), Shinso had one friend, Tokoyami. But Tokoyami, unlike the class, wasn't super excitable or loud.
(Y/n) and Shinso being a packaged deal meant one thing and one thing only: (Y/n) did all the talking for him while he quietly agreed and chiming in occasionally.
Essentially, Shinso was mooching off of (Y/n)'s extroverted behavior.
Not like (Y/n) minded anyway.
"...Boop." (Y/n) said poking Shinso's nose.
Shinso's face scrunched up as he started to wake up and stretch.
"...Big stretch..." (Y/n) commented.
"I'm not a cat. Don't say that to me." Shinso deadpanned as he rubbed the sleep off one of his eyes.
"I beg to differ." (Y/n) said with a smug look on their face.
"How'd it go?" Shinso asked as he got up and started walking next to (Y/n) Aizawa following closely behind.
"I dunno. Good? I guess it turns out I see people worrying about me as them not trusting me?" (Y/n) was honestly a bit lost right now.
"Checks out. But why?" Shinso asked.
"I was born before I should've and it made my parents treat me like I could collapse at any second for a few years." (Y/n) said looking at the ceiling.
"Yeah, that sounds like something you'd do. Always doing what no one expects." Shinso said nonchalantly.
(Y/n) laughed.
This was exactly the kind of reaction they wanted from people when they told them about the whole "early baby" thing. Not a big deal, maybe even a joke or an "Oh, ok."
"I have a lot of pent up energy now." (Y/n) said, hopping a bit and shaking their arms, "I wanna, like, punch something or run a mile."
"Pass. Can we do something that's not that?" Shinso said without skipping a bit.
"Like what?" (Y/n) responded.
"Literally anything." Shinso said.
"...You said you wanted to make something to decorate your dorm." Aizawa said, as he walked behind the teens.
(Y/n)'s eyes shined, "YES." They hugged Aizawa as they kept walking, "You're a genius Dadzawa! Can we go to a craft store? Let's go hunting for supplies. Nekoshi, pull up Pinterest! We're idea hunting!" They cheered.
As told, Shinso pulled out his phone as (Y/n) looked over his shoulder.
"Do we have to make it? Can't we just buy it?" Shinso complained.
"Where's the fun in that? We're making it! Crafting! Crafting! Crafting!" (Y/n) chanted.
Shinso groaned dramatically.
Aizawa chuckled softly at the two teens. It was always fun for him to watch these two interact.
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1A was all hanging out in the common area of the dorms. The girls had already made a list for how to divide chores, cooking, and dishes.
It was then that (Y/n) and Shinso walked inside the dorms holding 12 bags of crafting supplies collectively (6 each, 3 on each hand).
"There you guys are!" Momo cheered.
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(Y/n) Cunningham: UA Ninja
FanfictionAs an ancestor of of Randy Cunningham, one of the former Norrisville Ninja's, (Y/n) is suddently sought after by the Principal of UA himself Nezu as a potential student for the famous hero school UA. (I'm trying to update every Friday. So stay tuned...