Chapter 9- Late night pickles

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Denki's POV:

It was midnight by the time I got to the bar. As I walked into the bar I saw Dabi and Hawks were having a HUGE make-out session in the kitchen and Toga was just watching while eating pickles from a jar. (I got this idea from a short I saw on YouTube except Denki wasn't there.)

I just rolled my eyes, walked over to Toga, grabbed a pickle, and went to my room. This was too normal of an occurrence now for me to be worried about anything.

About an hour later Toga walked into my room with a small smile on her face and the pickle jar from earlier in her hands.

"Hey Denki-kun, what's up?" Toga exclaimed as she jumped up onto my bed, splashing a little pickle juice onto my covers.

"Not much. I told my teacher that something came up with my family, so I have a couple of days off of school."

"Yay! It is perfect timing actually, the big boss wanted us to go out and do a job that will last at least a couple of days!"

"Do you know what the job is?" I asked, my curiosity growing ever so slightly.

"Not yet. Shiggy hasn't said anything to us about it yet. Only that we were going to have a meeting in the morning to start talking about it."

"Okay. Well, in that case then we better get some rest."

"Okay. Good night Denki-kun!" She exclaimed tiredly but still with a cheerful edge to it as she left my room, closing the door behind her, and leaving me alone in the darkness of my room.

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~Time skip to la next morning~

I woke up to the sun shining brightly through the crack in my shades. The sun blinded my half-asleep eyes.

As I get out of bed I feel a weird sensation fall over me. As if something bad was going to happen.

I shrugged it off telling myself that it was nothing, little did I know that this 'thing' was something that would change the course of my entire life.

Word count: 360

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