As an descendant of of Randy Cunningham, one of the former Norrisville Ninja's, (Y/n) is suddently sought after by the Principal of UA himself Nezu as a potential student for the famous hero school UA.
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"You already know what I'm gonna say..." Carrot's frustrated and tired voice said.
"...What the flora?" (Y/n) asked sweatdropping a bit.
"WHAT. THE. FUCKING. FLORA, (Y/N) CUNNINGHAM!?" Carrot yelled through the phone.
"... Hey! You cussed! They grow up so fast~" (Y/n) said melodramatically, wiping a fake tear off their eye.
"I'm being serious here!" Carrot reprimanded.
"Think of it this way! It'll be just like when he used to play spies when we were tiny!" (Y/n) tried to reason with a cheerful but uncertain voice.
"Yeah... Except this time we're actually gonna go to LITERAL JAIL if we get caught!" Carrot yelled.
(Y/n) sighed, "I-... I know, but the Commission is going against everything they're meant to stand for. Their grooming children into killing machines with false promises of heroism, Carson!"
"...I know. It's... messed up, but we're just kids, Cistus... We shouldn't be doing any of this... You shouldn't be doing any of this." Carrot said seriously.
(Y/n) froze a bit.
"Seriously. That whole taking an explosion to the face, the villains breaking into THE hero school, the hero killer, the summer camp. You're sixteen and you just got your provisional license. You shouldn't be doing any of this and they shouldn't make you." Carrot continued.
(Y/n) paused, unsure of what to say.
He had a point. (Y/n) and him were children. Yet here was a pro hero older than (Y/n) asking for their help when it should really be the other way around.
But-
"....Nobody else can." (Y/n) said.
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There was silence on the other end of the line.
"Do you remember when my dad would read us stories about Randy from the Nomicon? He was also a kid my age. And, maybe they shouldn't have placed the responsibility on him... but there was no one else that could do it. It had to be him... now it has to be me." (Y/n) said in a low voice.
"I don't know Randy... but I know you. I grew up next to you... I don't want anything bad to happen to you EVER. You get that, no?" Carrot asked.
"Where's the faith? You know I'm the best at getting up even after eating shit!" (Y/n) joked.
Carrot chuckled, "And also at charging face first into the monkey bars." he teased.
"HEY! You said you'd let that go!" (Y/n) whined.
The two shared a laugh.
"You always come up with the craziest, most dangerous schemes... and I always fold because you make it sound so fun even if we end up hurt in the end. Like when you convinced me to go jousting with you with shopping carts at 2 in the morning..." Carrot sweatdropped.
