Chapter 16

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Katsuki's POV:

"God damn it-" I sighed, kicking Deku's dresser as I looked at the mini Deku sitting on the floor, all bundled up in a blanket.

Familiar? Deku and Sparky shrank so their clothes didn't fit. So blanket it was. For the time being, anyway.


We were all silent. That was of course, until Deku started crying. All the while sputtering about wanting his mom- my Auntie, Inko. I couldn't blame him, though; he obviously didn't remember anything after the age of 6 and the last thing he probably remembered was going to sleep in his little bed, wearing his All Might onesie while Auntie told him a story or sang him a song.

Shoto instinctively looked at me, muttering quietly, "Looks like it's up to you. He'll most likely become even more afraid and confused if I talk to him." I began walking over to Deku, "Just follow my lead," I then raised my voice a little, "Hey, Izuku?" The greenette became a little quieter as he slowly glanced at me, "H-How do you know m-my name........?" I sat on the floor, beside him and as I spoke softly, "Because it's me, Katsuki." Of course he only like- half believed me, "Even though you look like K-Kacchan......you're not him. H-He's 6. Just like me."

"You're right. I'm 16, almost 17. But....I can prove to you that I'm Katsuki."

"How?" he asked, clearly a little intrigued as he sniffled. And I thought for a moment before I began, "Let's see......My name is Katsuki Bakugo, that old hag is Mitsuki Bakugo, my old man is Masaru Bakugo, and my birthday is April 20th." My hand came to rest on top of his head as I began to run my fingers through his soft, green curls, "Your name is Izuku Midoriya, Auntie is Inko Midoriya, your old man is Hisashi Midoriya and he's currently working overseas, I call you 'Deku' and you call me 'Kacchan,' your favorite food is Katsudon, your favorite hero is All Might, your all-time favorite video is the one of All Might's Debut, and your birthday is July 15th."

Deku just stared at me, his eyes wide, before something else caught our attention. "And uhm......."

Shoto sat there, fiddling with a button on his shirt as he looked at his lap, "....And you're really kind, caring, clumsy, strong, smart, brave, dedicated, forgiving, and loving." I rolled my eyes, smiling a little. That's not what I meant when I said follow my lead but I guess it's something. But Deku was just confused.

"Deku, meet Shoto Todoroki. He's 16, like me, and he's a friend."



"Okay, so why the hell am I being called over at 7 in the morning?" Aizawa grumbled, walking in the front door. Although he quickly stopped in his tracks as he spotted Deku, Bird Boy, Sparky, Ears, the Invisible Chick, Tail, Sparkles, and Rock Face. (Izuku, Tokoyami, Denki, Jiro, Hagakure, Ojiro, Aoyama, and Koda) They were now wearing some pajamas that Ponytail had made them and surprise, surprise, Deku asked for an All Might onesie.

"What. The. Fuck," was all that Aizawa could say before he sighed, heavily. "How in the hell did this happen?"

"No damn clue," I sighed, looking at Deku, who still seemed a little nervous as he hugged my leg. "Some of the people who are usually always up first, like Midoriya and Tokoyami never came down so we went to check on them and we found them like this," Shitty Hair stated. Then Raccoon eyes puffed out her cheeks and crossed her arms, "I'm the one who thought to go check on Denki and when we found him like that, we checked on everyone else, thank you very much."

"Either way," I began, "We didn't know what to do so we called you. Now what should we do about all the brats?" He thought for a moment before answering, "First- get them some breakfast and then take them to Recovery Girl. I'll meet you there. And I suppose there's no class today."


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