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"This will be our room! Sorry that we have to share, but it's a bit last minute after all. It might be a bit cramped but-" Izuku didn't hear the rest of what Yaoyorozu said as he stared at the definitely NOT cramped room. It was bigger than the dorms back in the 'sanctuary' for a hero's sake! He felt out very of place, trying to tide his hair and straighten out Catharina's coat, which had some dried blood around the cuffs. It looked like coffee stains though, since dried blood is a brown colour. The girl took off her shoes before entering, and Izuku did the same, staying in his socks while she put on some slippers. 

The room had a single bed, plus a mattress on the floor that Yaoyorozu's butler just added for Izuku, a window out into the see, with a bedside table underneath, nailed into the floor. It also had drawers underneath the girls' bed and seemed to be decorated to her taste. The butler moved past the two, bowing to Momo as he left, before closing the door behind him. The raven-haired child plopped down on her bed, taking an encyclopedia off the bed side table. 

Izuku stepped in hesitantly, moving to the mattress and sitting stiffly, legs to his chest and holding his bag tightly. The girl was smiling, but he was pursing his lips into a line, wondering if it was a good idea. She didn't seem too different from the twins, though he had a feeling she was definitely smarter. He wouldn't be able to write freely in his diary with her around, since she could understand English to a point. Maybe he'll write in Dutch instead. Perhaps.

Speaking of, he took out said book and opened to the page of the swan, deciding to work on refining the sketch and working out how it could possibly support its own body weight. Sure, it had a quirk, but a quirk always has weaknesses and exchanged something for the other. Say for example, his friend back Home.

Katsuki Bakugo's quirk, explosion, makes him secrete a nitroglycerin-like substance from his hands sweat glands. Now don't think it's actual nitroglycerin, that would be lethal, and Katsuki wouldn't have been able to live long. This substance is highly flammable, and he seems to be able to ignite it without needing an actual spark. Izuku theorised this was because it wasn't actual nitroglycerin -and possibly more flammable than the real substance- and therefore ignited due to friction, but that would always make him wonder why it wasn't spontaneous. The weakness of this is if Katsuki used this quirk too much, as Izuku saw while he first showed it off to all the kindergarteners, it makes his forearms ache and causes ringing in the ears, which many teased him for. The green haired child found it unfair, since the blonde wasn't even able to hear them time to time over the ringing. It also takes longer for him to work up a sweat on cold days, and makes the explosions weaker, though the green haired boy deemed it possible to work past this with proper training.

So for the swan, it most likely lost its ability of flight in exchange for its size, and probably was abandoned by its parents at a young age having needed more food than its siblings and would've needed to learn to survive on its own. The chance of it getting a mate (or what Izuku wrote as lover) was highly unlikely, and even if it did, it wouldn't be possible to reproduce as it would likely crush its partner. (No, Izuku doesn't understand how reproduction works yet, he just knows it wouldn't work the same way you know you would lose when playing against someone 7 times your size.)  This is because the sudden growth in size, rather than survival of the fittest and having a gradual increase in size, means that other swans would most likely deem it not of the same species, or a freak.

Izuku's heart ached slightly for the swan. What a lonely life it-

"Izuku-kun, what's your favourite food?" The boy did a double take and looked up at Yaoyorozu, who was smiling down at him, her head tilted to the side. And when had Hime come in? The cat was resting on Yaoyorozu's head rest.

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