chapter 8

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A few days since last chapter

*We see izuku sleeping in his workshop, he's been working non-stop to finish the mark 2, so much so that he hasn't left the school for anything. When the clock hit 6 his alarm blasted out of his speakers*

Izuku's phone: You can't see they're faking, they'll never be naked Just fill your drink with tonic gin, this is the American dream, so

*Izuku took a deep breath and sat up straight rubbing the tiredness out of his eyes. He yawned deeply and stretched while he yawned, until he heard something pop*

Izuku's phone: Sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke Sip the gossip, burn down your throat You're not iconic, you are just like them all Don't act like you don't know, so Sip the gossip

*Izuku grabbed his phone and turned off the the alarm. He opened the mini fridge and took out a bottle of cold water, drinking it all in a single chuck. He got up and went to the bathroom to start his day. He looked himself in the mirror. Now that he was alone, he wasn't smiling, he moved his head side to side. To see all the smile lines his face has. He splashed water on his face and forced a smile on his face, ignoring the slight pain of his muscles wanting a break. Izuku would give them none*

Izuku:ok. Show time

*Izuku said to himself as he brushed his teeth, took a quick cold shower to really wake up, you know a typical morning routine. Once he was done with that, he grabbed his earphones and cell, walked outside of his workshop, and started running around the school, to Get some cardio in*

Meanwhile with inko

* We see Inko taking her usual path home from the grocery store, a slight detour that allowed her to walk through the pleasant greenery of a park instead of along the smoggy roads of the street. It’s not like she had to rush. Izuku would be gone wherever he always goes, and even if he was home, he wouldn't talk to her.
There were leftovers in the fridge, so she didn’t even have to cook dinner tonight. On her way through the park, she was accustomed to hearing the laughter and shouting of kids, along with the occasional barking of dogs being walked by their owners, but she was unprepared for a pitiful little “Meow!” from one of the bushes beside her. Inko paused, glancing around for the source. She crouched down, peering at the underbrush.*

Inko: Hello?

* Inko spoke softly. Another meow. With some squinting and tilting her head, she eventually caught sight of a pair of bright, round eyes. She was no expert on animals, but Mitsuki’s family had a cat that she used to play with sometimes, so she was familiar with general feline behavior. With those memories in mind, she gently reached out and clicked her tongue. *

Inko:Here, kitty kitty…

*Inko said, The cat seemed hesitant, but eventually she felt the press of a nose against her hand, and then another press as the cat rubbed its head against her. She cooed at the friendliness.*

Inko:Well aren’t you a sweetheart!

*Inko eventually was able to lead the cat out of the bush, revealing an orange tabby. Despite its lack of a collar, it was clean and round enough to seem well-fed, suggesting it was a domesticated pet. Supporting that theory, when Inko picked it up it immediately crawled up and curled up on her chest, right where her cleavage would be if she were wearing anything more revealing than her blouse and cardigan. Very friendly then, and happy to curl up with a human.*

Inko:why was it out here alone? Little baby?

*Inko asked the cat, as if it could respond back. She looked around the park, hoping for a human to pop out of the bushes as well and reveal they were taking their cat on a casual off-leash walk, as unlikely as that was. Unfortunately, the sun was setting and there was almost no one around. Still, Inko did her due diligence and asked the few people she could find whether it was theirs. None of them claimed the cat, though, who was now purring from her perch over Inko’s chest and shoulder. Inko wasn’t trying to be a catnapper… but she also didn’t want to abandon the poor creature. If it really was domesticated, then it might not do well on the streets overnight. When the cat started kneading its paws against her cardigan, her mind was made up. Someone was probably missing a cat this adorable and loving, but Inko would not rely on chance. She’d take it home tonight, then put up some “Cat Found” posters in the morning wherever she could.Time to take another little detour to the pet shop for some food…*

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