My little brother.... and me....

Damage Control (Kind of)

We make it back to the safety of the UA dorm building, Tsuki still grinning like he's won some kind of war.

"Okay, Tsuki." I set him down on the ground. "We survived Bakugo's wrath, we dodged Aizawa, and somehow the school is still standing—so now you can go home, right?"

Tsuki tilts his head, considering. "Hmmm... nope."

I pinch the bridge of my nose. "Tsuki..."

"Nope!" he repeats with a grin, kicking off his shoes and flopping onto the common room couch like he owns the place. "I'm staying the night! I wanna see what you really do at this fancy school."

"You terrorize me is what you do," I grumble.

Just as I prepare to drag him home by force, Iida steps into the room, looking serious.

"Tokoyami. Is everything under control?"

"No," I say flatly.

"Yes!" Tsuki pipes up. "I'm in charge now."

Iida squints, clearly not sure how to process Tsuki's energy. "This is... not regulation behavior."

"You're not regulation behavior," Tsuki fires back, causing Iida's mouth to open and close like a malfunctioning robot.

Mina wanders into the room next, dragging Kirishima with her.
"Heyyy! There's the little legend!" Mina cheers, plopping onto the couch beside Tsuki.

Kirishima grins. "This kid's a total riot! Heard you gave Bakugo a minty makeover."

Tsuki beams. "Yep! He looked like an angry ice cream sundae."

Kirishima throws his head back, laughing. "Man, I wish I'd seen that!"

Mina leans in conspiratorially. "So, Tsuki... what's Tokoyami like at home? Got any embarrassing stories?"

Tsuki's grin could rival a supernova. "Oh, do I ever..."

"No," I interrupt quickly. "No, you don't."

But it's too late. Tsuki takes a deep breath and launches into a story.

"There was this one time he tried to summon 'the darkness' to clean his room—"

"Tsuki—"

"And he got stuck in his own blanket. Just... rolled off the bed like a burrito. Flailing. Screaming about the void."

Mina and Kirishima howl with laughter.

"Void burrito!" Kirishima gasps, wiping tears from his eyes.

"Tsuki, I swear—" I start, but Mina cuts me off.

"I can never unsee that image now. Thank you, Tsuki. You're a gift."

I glare down at my little brother, who is basking in his victory.
"Anything else?" I growl.

Tsuki taps his chin thoughtfully. "Well... he also talks to his reflection sometimes. Calls it his 'shadow twin.' Real weird stuff."

Mina practically falls off the couch. "Oh my god, you're hilarious."

Dark Shadow is laughing so hard he's literally glitching.

As I prepare to murder my brother in cold, feathered blood, the front door slams open with a deafening BANG.

"WHERE'S THE BRAT?!"

Bakugo storms in, his explosions crackling like a thunderstorm on caffeine. Iida leaps into action, trying to intercept him, but Bakugo brushes him aside like a leaf.

Tsuki stands on the couch, arms outstretched like a gladiator.
"Bakugo! My nemesis! You've come at last!"

I grab Tsuki by the collar and hoist him up like a cat.
"Time to leave. Now."

"Aw, c'mon!" Tsuki whines. "We were just getting to the fun part!"

"Trust me, leaving is the fun part," I mutter, dragging him toward the door.

Mina waves cheerfully. "Come back anytime, Tsuki!"

Bakugo snarls, "DON'T YOU DARE!"

Kirishima grins. "See you around, Void Burrito!"

Tsuki waves over my shoulder, looking smug. "Later, losers!"