MHA Stories i find on Ao3

Announcer Au

By: RogueVector

"Mom? Mom!"

Izuku was lost.

Worse still; he was lost at the UA Sports Festival!

He was going to miss out on the second half of the event!

The boy was about ready to burst into tears from the frustration.

After all the effort his mom and dad had gone through to get him a ticket!

His  phone had run flat about an hour in, since he'd forgotten to charge it  last night looking at all the previous year's footage and spent most of  the first half recording videos with it.

Stupid!

He'd tried to reach a lost and found he had seen earlier,  but the rush of the crowd trying to re-enter the stadium after the  first two events had only pushed him further away from potential help  and into a section of the stadium that he didn't recognize.

Not to mention, somewhere in all that, someone had spilled their drink on his clothes!

What a pathetic sight he must have been...

Stupid, stupid, useless Deku!

He could almost imagine Kacchan pointing and laughing at him.

On  the verge of tearing his hair out, Izuku looked around the nearly  featureless hallways as he strained his ear for voices, or to come  across a sign or a map or something !

Thankfully, it was at this moment that someone found him.

"Hey, what're you doing here, sweetie?"

His  head whipped around and he almost froze in place. The voice was female  and soft, but behind those honeyed words carried a weight of authority.

Though not any menace. Ten years as a quirkless Deku had made him able to pick that out all too easily.

When  he turned around, his eyes widened and he relaxed, if only a little as  he recognised the owner of the voice by the hero costume she was in..

"Y-you're the R-18 rated pro heroine, Midnight!" He managed to stammer out.

The heroine grinned, and struck a pose that made Izuku's cheeks feel hot.

"Yes, and you are our mystery trespasser, from the looks of it!"

Oh.

Izuku immediately started bawling.

"I'm  sorry! I got lost, and the crowd pushed me in here, and..." The greenet  launched into his explanation at top speed, gesturing wildly as the pro  heroine paused and felt a little guilty.

His innocence was apparent ( in more ways tha- no. Bad Nemuri!) as was his distress.

The pro heroine walked over and crouched down in front of him, bringing both parties eye-to-eye.

"Shh, it's okay, sweetie, I'm not mad at you. Did you get separated from your parents?"

"Y-yeah, mom is sitting in section E. My phone ran out of batteries so I couldn't c-call her, and..."

"Aww,  sounds like you had a rough time, young man." Midnight pouted  sympathetically, and her smile turned sultry for a moment before the  heroine made an effort to bite her tongue. Nope, not gonna go there with  a... twelve year old? Thirteen?

She instead winked, and Izuku flushed an even deeper crimson.

The heroine laughed, not unkindly, as she stood up and pointed further down the corridor.