Flufftober 2024

Day 1: Lost Pet Meets Cute

Great, just great. Why didn't that bastard turn me into a Greyhound? I have stubby legs, dammit!

Katsuki Bakugou was running to UA as fast as his little legs could run, occasionally tripping on cracks or little deformations that felt like cliffs to him now. If only he hadn't pissed off that brat who ran right into traffic!

Shit. Katsuki cursed as he had to stop, panting heavily as his energy depleted in just only ten minutes. I'm not gonna make it by curfew, dammit. Aizawa's gonna have my ass after Deku kicks me through the wall.

The blonde sat in a shade hidden from view, licking his lips as he was also thirsty from the running, but he didn't know where to get water. He had no thumbs, his clothing and backpack was in a training location in the forest, exposed to whatever elements until he gets back to the school, whenever he gets there.

He hates being a dog, or more specifically, a small, puntable rag-furred dog with short, stubby legs, small lungs, and yaps like Uraraka on helium! Why did he have to be a Pomeranian? Katsuki got out of his thoughts and perked his 'ears', hearing a distant rumble in the distance, slowly getting louder. Well, just perfect. A storm is coming, along with cold wind. I gotta find shelter.

Katsuki looked around, trying to find a place to hunker down until the storm passed. He did see a section where a row of houses about five blocks ahead, running there in hopes one of them had their shed open, or worse, a 'doggy door'.

By the time the storm had arrived, Katsuki reached the row of houses, tired, thirsty, and angry. The wet dog feel of his 'fur' was awful, and the stench even worse, sticking to him close to his skin causing his temperature to drop quickly. He had noticed a gated fence with a gap where he can fit through, accessing the backyard and whatever shelter they had. He had to stop briefly when he saw a big ass doghouse, now knowing that there was a big dog at this house. Yeah, he may be an adrenaline junkie, but with the way he is now, unable to use his quirk, this was no time to dance with the reaper.

He was about to leave for another location when the back door opened suddenly, turning to see a teen with pastel purple-and-green hair running toward him with a towel. "You poor thing, let's bring you inside and get you warmed up."

Katsuki growled at the 'poor' statement, shaking furiously as she picked him up and carried him to the warmth of her home. It looked interesting, one wall had rows of fabrics, a couple of mannequins of various sizes, and dolls inside cabinets, with either awards or trophies from some art competition. He shuddered, worried that she may put him in a dress when he saw a Boxer sleeping on a couch wearing what looked like a homemade sweater. He just hopes this Baby Doll doesn't put a dress on him.

The next room he saw was the bathroom with a large tub, suddenly sending warning signals in Katsuki's brain, growling loudly as he tried to break free. All it did was make the girl hold him tighter, telling him to behave and riling him up further.

"Relax, I am giving you a bath to get that stink off you." She said firmly, staring at the shaking, snarling, and snapping Pomeranian. "You don't want to smell like a forever wet dog, do you?"

Katsuki lowered his fangs, hating the fact that she was right, and had to suffer the humiliation of a girl giving him a bath. At least she used a cinnamon apple shampoo that blends well with his caramel, but she better watch her hands!

About thirty minutes later, Katsuki was cleaned, dried, brushed, and fluffed before running around, somehow the bath just gave him so much energy that he needed to burn off before laying frog-legged on the tile floor, slightly cooling himself off. Now he was thirsty, eyeing the automatic water bowl in disgust as the Boxer drank her fill, drool slobbering all over the same bowl. He'd rather starve and dehydrate before drinking out of that or eat dog food.

The pastel-haired girl stared at him in confusion, noticing that he didn't act like any other dog she had raised or rescued. She could tell he was no ordinary Pomeranian, and she could've sworn that he understood her, eyes red and observant, not to mention the familiar cream-blonde fur that reminded her of 1-A's hothead. How was that possible, and if he was, why is he a dog?

She set aside the thought for now, and grabbed a smaller bowl, filling with cool water from her faucet and placed it in front of the Pomeranian. He gave her a quick look before getting up to drink some water, and she saw that he wasn't drinking like a normal dog. It was like he was trying to suck it up, like a straw before eventually realizing to lap it.

"OK, you are a strange one..." She replied, staring at the Pomeranian with a curious expression. "Yet...your temperament reminds me of someone from UA..." That jolt made her even more suspicious, even more so when he avoided her gaze. "Hmm, Bella!" She called her Boxer, who slowly came over and hovered over the Pomeranian, immediately pissing off the small dog. "Kami, OK, how the hell are you a dog, Bakugou?"

Katsuki shuddered as the girl figured him out, looking demented and yapping colorful words at her before eventually turning around in a huff. He did take another look at her, trying to figure out how she knew him when he never saw her at school. It looked like she realized this too, as she suddenly looked sad, scaring the blonde that he did something wrong.

"S-sorry, I had hoped you remembered me as I was the one in charge of your hero costume. Then again, people do tend to ignore me...think I'm...weird." She huffed, standing up before opening her fridge. "Choose your food, and I'll cook it for you. Now that I know who you are, I know you would rather die than eat dog food."

Katsuki chuffed, amused by her no-sugarcoat nonsense. He walked up and stared at the foods inside, stomach growling like he could eat the entire turkey that was smelling delicious there. He then smelled some apples and bacon in the drawer at his height level, now salivating as it possessed his senses. It was an apple, bacon, and cheese casserole!

The girl giggled at him scratching the drawer, growling and yapping for the casserole. "Alright, I gotcha, let me heat it up."

It took only a few minutes to heat the casserole up, but felt like ages to Katsuki, tail wagging as the scent of the dish became more pronounced until it had reached maxed potential. He gave a light yap before running to the dining room, seeing the girl place it on the table before picking him up to get to the table and wrap a bib around him.

"I already gave you a bath," She giggled, seeing the look of trying to keep his dignity. "I doubt you want me to clean you thoroughly again, so keep the bib on." That look of indignation was priceless before he chowed down his dinner. She sat down, looking at him while she was drinking her milk, deciding to just mention her name, even if she knew he most likely wouldn't care. So much for her crush acknowledging her, but she had so many dreams shattered before, so that isn't something new. "I'm Kokoro Hinari, from 1-E's Fabric Course."

Katsuki looked at her, who just looked away to finish her drink. He could smell the sadness off her, probably one of the perks of being a dog. So she was the one who made his costume, he didn't think to add the orange stripes along the seams, and his mask had added padding to protect his eardrums from his blasts. He had lost count of how many times his ears ruptured from a strong explosion.

He then looked at the magazine in front of her, with various dolls and costumes. He walked over to it, surprising her a bit as he read the contents backwards, before eventually tapping his paw on two words. Baby and Doll.

"Baby Doll? You...wait...are you nicknaming me?"

Katsuki barked lightly, acknowledging the statement. That seemed to lighten Hinari's mood as some of the light went back to her deep-blue eyes, suddenly causing Katsuki to feel entranced by it before returning back to his meal. He didn't think he was capable, but he thought she was cute, and wonders how it would be when she fully shines.