One hell of a dreamer!

Accepted!

As a fox, I felt so much better walking around this house. I don't know why but it actually made me feel so much more secure especially while meeting new people. The whole house smelled like the two alpha heroes but I could pick up some omega scent from the girl here and there. It was weak and she could be a beta if not for this very sweet strawberry cheescake smell.

Anyways, I got to the kitchen where the table was decked and the heroes were there. The kids were still not there but when I got inside the room, I could see them both sitting at the table. None heard me enter the room until I made a small noise while sitting there for a bit.

Aizawa: You shifted......

Mic: Leave him be if he likes it this way more than being with us. I am sure he doesn't mean it in a mean way.

I walked over to Aizawa who was looking at me in a very strange way. For me it seems as if he was more curious about me than worried. So I decided to get closer to him and stand on my two legs leaning against the chair where he was sitting and make a small yipping sound again. This time the hero petted my head and he seemed pleased.

Mic: Of course... you and your fluff. I should have known you are not disappointed in him but wanted to pet him..... can I too?

Of course he could.

Who was I to deny the two people who would let me stay with them this small request. After Aizawa patted me for a bit, I went over to Mic and let him pet me for a bit.

Mic: Oh sheeeshh.... this is soo much softer than I thought.

I was proud on this. My fur was really soft and completly white. I loved being me and I loved my fox self as well. Something most omega's do. We take pride in who we are except if you are raised in that one district I was... then you would hate being an omega with all the passion one would have.

Anyways, when they both were done petting me, I went to a chair, jumped up and then grabbed my plate before jumping off the table being as careful as I could without breaking it. I was an animal after all. There was no place for an animal at the dining table or so I thought because I heard someone stand up and where I thought they would put something on the table which I have just stolen, I was picked up. Next thing I know, I am sitting at someones lap by the table.

Mic: You little rascal... you are enjoying this huh...

Sho: You are just jealous.

Mic: Of course I am! He is our new son.

This small conversation was interrupted by noises of a running. They were small steps as well. Soon I could see the smallest girl running to Zashi and let him pick her up and make her sit on his lap for a bit while hugging her. Next thing I can see is that lilac haired boy and I couldn't help but laugh a bit. As an animal, my laugh didn't sound like talking but also not screaming. It was making purring like noises.

Hitoshi: Is that him?

Sho: Yes.

Hitoshi: Why is he-

Mic: Leave him be. Everyone can do in this house what they want. No restriction.

Eri: I wanna pet him too!

Mic: Honey, then why don't you ask him?

Aizawa was still petting me while I was sitting on his lap. This man really liked fluff apparently and I was the most appealing walking fluff he ever saw in his life.

Eri: Okay.

I watched the girl carefully as she jumped off Mic's lap and came over to me. She stopped in front of Aizawa and looked straight at me.

Eri: Can I pet you?

As a person who normally doesn't really like this, I was not about to let her do as she pleased. These two people are an exeption and so were the kids in the orphanage since we were basically in the same boat and suffered so much. The heroes were an exeption since they adopted me and this would be my home... I always wanted a home and this just means to much for me that I was about to let them pet me but her?

I don't know... it didn't feel right to let her pet me but then again... she was a child.

So inevitably I nodded to her.

I knew I would hate it... every fiber in my body screamed at me... alarming me.... but if the family would be happy then so be it, I would endure it. After all she was just a small child.