QUIRKLESS LIFE

~5~

Izuku was now a forced judge for the twins, who were doing a 'fashion show'. He didn't really understand what was happening, but he tried his best to keep the girls happy. They would scurry off to the bathroom and change clothes, then come back and get him to say who looked better. Having only worn white t-shirts and grey shorts for the last three years, his sense of fashion was greatly ruined so he would just say they both looked good. 

They got bored soon, and started making Izuku dress up. It made Sasha laugh whenever they made him wear a dress, and he just had to accept it since he didn't want to make them sad. Now, he was wearing a pink frilly dress with knee high socks and pink flats, and the girls were doing his hair. He sweat dropped when they called their parents to look at their 'masterpiece'. Caspar face palmed and Sasha laughed herself into hysterics, which ended up in a horrible coughing fit.

"Isn't he pretty?" "Of course he is! I chose the clothes!" "Well, I was the one who did his hair!" "But the hair wouldn't look good if he didn't have a matching outfit!" "Outfit doesn't matter if the hair looks good!" "Yes, it does!" "Nuh Uh!"

Izuku looked at the adults with a silent plea for help. Which was answered by Granny B announcing cookies. The girls immediately ran off to get some, their parents joining them, and the green haired boy went to change into a plain shirt and shorts. He kept the hair though since he felt pretty.

The girls were disappointed to see him regular clothes again, but Beatrice just said it proved her point that outfit doesn't matter if the hair is good. It led to more arguing and Izuku sitting in silence, wondering if he did something wrong. Caspar reassured him it was alright and offered the boy some coffee. This was a first to a lifelong coffee addiction in Izuku, but that's unimportant. The green haired child went to the TV room after teatime, and put on Captain America: The first Avenger, since it was his favorite MARVEL movie at this point. Sure, the others were cool, but he felt more emotionally connected to the American hero, if that made sense. Spider Man too, but Captain America overruled him by a long shot.

The girls soon joined him, not quite sure who this was or what was happening, and then got queasy at fight scenes. 

"That movie isn't for kids Izuku..." Caspar said, covering his daughters' eyes just before they screamed at Red Skull. The boy leaned his head back, looking up at him.

"It's not that bad..."

"You're seven years old... you shouldn't be so invested in violence..."

"It's cool violence though..."

"Violence is violence..." There was a silence between the two, and the older sighed. He told the girls to head to their room and they did so without question. Caspar sat down and watched the movie with Izuku. He had his arms crossed, sipping coffee, and Izuku copied him with his own mug. This amused the pink haired man, but he said nothing of it.

"You're brave kid... most children can't handle this kind of stuff..." Caspar said. It was indeed random, but he had a small thought in the back of his mind that he wanted answered. Sure, most little boys like violence, but the violence in cartoons is very different to the kind in MARVEL. MARVEL involved gore and death. But to see a child so desensitized to it raised a bit concern.

"It's not a first-time seeing blood... or hearing screams..." Izuku answered. The 'sanctuary' was full of that. He even experienced some of it firsthand. The boy took another sip of the coffee. Best creation ever he deemed, second to katsudon.

"That's not normal kid..."

"It's not...?" They both gave each other side glances, and Izuku broke eye contact first to look at his coffee.