A Silent Observer (Deku Angst)

Happy Day

(A/N: Henota here to say sorry if this chapter sucks, there will be about one more chapter after this that I'll just be free throwing but still,
Also me want to mention going forward there won't be as much cannon stuff. I'm keeping the behavior as close as possible but still)
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Bomb: Why is mic just skipping down the hallways humming?

Midnight: He's what?

Bomb: Exactly

Dadzawa: I don't know, I legit thought my life was over once he found out what me and Nezu did. but in the end he just said it was fine.

FudMaster: Maybe something happened when he visited Izuku?

Papa Mic: Ding ding ding!

Dadzawa: and that was?

Papa Mic: hehehehehe >=) he called me Papa before he called you dad!

Midnight: :0

Dadzawa:...

Dadzawa went offline

Midnight: Pfft-

Vlad: Why is Aizawa curled up in the corner with his sleeping bag?

Midnight: read up dumbass

Vlad: ya but that explains nothing

FudMaster: probably jealous so he's sulking.

Hound Dog: probably

Little Angel is Online

Little Angel changed his name to Child

Midnight: fair

Child: also srry Aizawa, I just called him that naturally and it didn't go like my plan

Papa Mic: Plan?

Child: I said to much!

FudMaster: Like father like son

Child: which father?

FudMaster: Mic

Hound Dog: aw he just indirectly called them both his dad's

Child: I mean they technically are-

Hound Dog: true

Midnight: Also now that school is over and I don't got patrol today....

Rat_God: yes yes it's fine

Midnight: yay! Izu get ready I'm picking you up in 5

Child: ???

Rat_God: midnight asked me earlier if she could take you on a shopping trip. I see no issue with it.
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3rd person pov:

Izuku sat down his phone and went to his room. He put on an oversized hoodie and jeans. A minute later a knock came from the door.

Izuku opened the door to see Midnight. She wasn't in her hero outfit, instead a black top and skirt.

"You ready to go??" She asked smiling. Midoriya just nodded. Midnight turned around and started walking. The greennette followed the hero closely till they reached a pick-up truck.

"Woah, I didn't expect you to drive a truck..." Izuku muttered making midnight chuckle.

"I don't normally, my car is in the shop so Power Loader is letting me borrow his car"

"Ah I see, so where are we going to shop at?" He asked as he got into the truck.

"Oh the mall of course!" Midnight smiled as she turned on the car, soon enough they were on their way.

The car ride was quiet but nice. Izuku just looked out the windows. He watched as the trees slowly faded into buildings.

The two stopped to get food first. Midnight took him to a nice ramen shop. After that they finally reached the store.

A few hours later Izuku slumped onto a bench exhausted. Who knew shopping was so exhausting. Midnight insisted that she buy him everything that she thought was cute or that Midoriya glanced at.

"I don't get why I need all these clothes" Izuku said looking at all the bags.

"Ya...I might have gone a little overboard...but! It's fine cause I know you'll use them all well." Midnight smiled.

Izuku nodded and looked around as he got a bad feeling. There he saw familiar blond hair. He quickly put on his hood. Midnight just looked at him suspiciously.

"You good Izu?" She asked. The boy just looked at her and nodded.

"Yep! Just got a little chilly that's all!" He lied. As long as the angry blond boy didn't notice him he would be fine.
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Bakugo was just doing some shopping for his mom when he thought he heard a familiar voice.

He looked around but couldn't see the familiar green hair he was so used to. He scoffed and walked by a lady with black hair and what looked like her son. He noticed all the bags the two had and scoffed again to himself. This mall normally didn't have rich people in it so it was strange. He went ahead and finished shopping himself and headed home.

"I'm home old hag!" He yelled as he set down the bags.

"Katsuki!!! Respect you elders!!!" His Mom replied.

"Ya ya! You stuff is on the couch. I'm going to study!" He said before heading to his room. He picked up his phone and opened it. He tapped the side of it debating. He just sighed and put his phone down. No way he was going to text him. No way the boy would even reply.