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It had been two days since Yukiko was taken by Dabi and Hawks, and she felt like she was right back where she was the year before. Sitting up in a room with no windows, all she had was a small dresser, a bed, and a desk. She had been all alone since she woke up, but she could hear the other League of Villains members walking around outside of her room. Drawing her knees to her chest, Yukiko listened as Toga once again came to complain that she couldn't come and see her best friend. It confused her greatly that the teenage villain called her a friend, let alone best friend, since they hadn't known each that long before her rescue. It was almost laughable to hear Dabi's voice on the other side of the door reprimanding the whining teen. Sort of made her wonder if Dabi just stood outside her door twenty-four seven instead of doing whatever it is he needed to do. Of course, then she would think about Hawks and how he had aligned himself with the villains. She had been angry with him before for ditching them instead of mentoring them, but now she was just furious that he had taken advantage of her trust. Pressing herself into the corner of the room, she hugged her knees tightly as tears began to stream down her face. She felt so lonely, and she hadn't felt this way in a long time. She was so deep in thought, she hadn't noticed the faint click of the door as it opened slowly to reveal a blonde headed girl. Toga glanced around the room before her eyes landed on the teenager. Frowning at the sight of disheveled girl, Toga approached slowly before sitting down on the bed.

"Yukiko?" Toga's voice was uncharacteristically soft.

"Hmm?" She hummed while hugging her legs tighter.

"Are you hungry? Compress and I want to take you down to the kitchen." The blonde smiled awkwardly as she leaned in closer to the girl.

"Not really." She mumbled before flushing in embarrassment when her stomach growled loudly.

"I think your tummy begs to differ! Compress! Let's hurry and get her to the kitchen! Yukiko, you might feel weird for a little bit, but this is necessary if we're gonna get you passed Pissy Pants." She laughed loudly.

Nodding briefly, Yukiko waited for Compress to come into the room. She looked up at him and closed her eyes when she received a nod from the man. Suddenly, she felt like she had shrunk in size, but was also feeling rather cramped. She was unable to open her eyes or move, but it didn't last long before she was crouched down on the floor of a large kitchen. Standing up to her feet, she looked around the kitchen in awe and confusion.

"My quirk allows me to compress what I touch into these little spheres, remember?" Mr. Compress explained briefly while leading her towards the table.

"Right. I just didn't expect it to feel like that." She mumbled as she sat down on the stool that he pointed to.

"There is quite a bit to eat. Is there anything that you want?" Toga asked as she dropped a bunch of random food in front of them.

"I like ramen." Yukiko whispered as she glanced to the side.

"Kurogiri used to make that often, didn't he? We can certainly try to make it, but don't expect it to be as good as his!" The girl grinned as she grabbed a bag of noodles.

Toga happily started to get the ingredients together while Compress sat next to the quiet dual haired girl. Taking in her features, he noticed that she had changed quite a bit since when she was taken from them. Her hair was longer, and she had gotten a little taller. She was definitely blessed in her looks, and she had a hourglass figure. The blue in her eyes had looked a little brighter than he remembered, but he couldn't really tell since she was looking down. There was a sudden hiss, which caused the two seated people to look towards the stove. Toga was blowing on her finger as she grumbled to herself about burning it. Yukiko frowned as she listened to the curses that flowed out of the teenager's mouth before she sighed and manifested her wings. A feather slowly moved towards the female and attached itself to her arm. Luckily, the burn was pretty minor, so the feather disintegrated pretty fast.

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