Chameleon - Shoto ASD fic -

48

!!!TW!!!

Gore, unkind thoughts, mentioning of SH

Chapter 48

Like a pillow fort?' Eri asks. I nod, as does Hit. 'The bad men can't get us in here Eri' Hit says. 'Are they the ones that killed Sho?'

This hits like a punch to the gut. This seems so long ago, I'd forgotten all about it. My first attempt. Hitoshi smiles. 'Something like that'.

Mic enters the room, holding a tray of cookies. He wears a pink frilly apron. 'Did somebody order cookies?' I look over at Hit. He mouths 'what the fuck?' Eri giggles.

'Where did that outfit come from Papa?' She asks. Mic goes bright red. 'Erm, just a baking apron dear'. From the other room, I hear Aizawa burst out in fits of laughter.

'Did you lose a bet?' Hit asks. Mic nods. 'Unfortunatly yes.'

'What was the bet?' I ask. Mic huffs. 'Don't want to talk about it'. He sits down, and begins nibbling on cookie. Eri grabs one, sitting cross legged on the floor. 

'Come on Pa, spill the beans' Hit says, sitting down next to him. 'Well, if you must know-'

'-he got Monoma-ed' Aizawa laughs, entering the room. 'We had a bet to see which teacher would be copied first. My money was on Hizashi'. I nod, understanding. 'It must feel incredibly violating having your quirk copied without consent.' Hizashi's face falls, and I see a hint of anger. 'You have no idea.'

Cat wobbles over to me, and I pick him up. He begins to purr. 'Hello small cat' I say, as he rubs himself on my cheek. Aizawa smiles.

As if they had been summoned, all the other cats filter into the room. Hizashi sighs. 'Since when did we get this many cats?' I see Aizawa's eyes light up. 'No idea'.

Obo and Houdini begin play fighting. Eri squeals with delight. 'Dad and Papa, later can we do a cat-toons evening?'

Aizawa laughs. 'Of course honey. What film are you feeling like?'

'Hey! How come she always gets to choose?' Hitoshi pouts. 'Fine Hit. Tell me which cartoon you would like to watch?' Hit opens his mouth. 'That's appropriate for children' Mic adds. Hit closes his mouth.

'Arseholes' He mutters. 

'Daddy, what's an arsehole?' Eri asks with innocence. Mic bursts out laughing. 'Shhh no Eri, naughty word' Aizawa says. 

'Okay' She says. 'Like fuck and shit?'

I see any life that was left in Aizawa's face drain immeidately. He spins round to Hitoshi. 'What the hell have you been teaching her!?'

Hit throws his arms up in defence. 'Wasn't me!' He says. 

There's a moment's pause as we all look at eachother. Then we realise.

'Backugo'. We all burst out laughing.

-later-

I'm sat in my room. I hear a knock at the door. 'Eri's chosen Peter Pan' I hear through the door. 'Wanna come watch?' I look down at my thighs, knowing what's just below.

'I'm okay thanks'. I hear a sigh. 'Can I come in?' 'Sure' I say.

Hit sits down next to me. 'How you holding up?' I sigh. 'I don't really know to be honest. Knowing you have a psychopathic maniac schrodingers twin really puts a downer on things'. Hit chuckles. 'Was that a joke Sho?' I return his smile. 'Maybe.'

There's a pause. 'Okay. Dude, you and I are going to have our own film night. How do you feel about horrors?'

I think back to something Mina said in class. 'The horrors persist but so do I'. Hit smiles. 'Like horror moves. Ever seen one?'