It was a rare morning at the Aizawa household: everyone was still in their pajamas, sprawled across various pieces of furniture. Aizawa was half-asleep on the couch. Shinso was silently scrolling through his phone, and Souto was on the floor, gnawing on the edge of a plastic cereal bowl.
Then, as if summoned by some chaotic force of nature, Hizashi Yamada, a.k.a. Present Mic, burst through the front door, wearing a neon yellow tank top, sunglasses, and flip-flops that clacked obnoxiously against the floor.
“GOOD MORNING, PARTY PEOPLE!” Hizashi bellowed, his voice shaking the walls.
Aizawa groaned from under his cat. “Hizashi, it’s nine a.m. and summer break. Leave.”
“NO CAN DO, BROTHER!” Hizashi declared, dropping an oversized beach bag onto the floor with a loud thud. “It’s the perfect day for a BEACH DAY! Sunshine, waves, and—” He looked down at Souto, who was still biting his bowl like a rabid raccoon. “Vampires getting a little vitamin D!”
Souto paused mid-bite. “What’s a beach?”
Hizashi gasped, clutching his chest as if Souto had just insulted his taste in music. “WHAT’S A BEACH?! Oh, no, no, no! This is unacceptable. We’re going, today!”
“Hard pass,” Shinso mumbled, not looking up from his phone.
“Oh, come on, Hitoshi!” Hizashi said, clapping a hand on the teenager’s shoulder. “Don’t be a buzzkill. You and your new little bro need some quality bonding time!”
Shinso shot Souto a glance. “We bond every day when he tries to bite me.”
“And he’s getting better at it!” Souto grinned, showing off his fangs.
Aizawa sighed heavily. “Fine. But if we’re doing this, you’re in charge, Hizashi. That means keeping the vampire from causing an international incident.”
“Challenge accepted!” Hizashi saluted dramatically.
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The chaos started almost immediately. Hizashi’s old van, covered in bumper stickers that said things like LOUDER IS BETTER and HONK IF YOU LOVE ROCK, barely fit everyone, especially since the backseat was occupied by Hizashi’s portable karaoke machine.
Souto, naturally, had his head stuck out of the window like an overexcited dog, drooling slightly as the wind hit his face.
“Close the window before you bite a bird,” Shinso said, poking him with a water bottle.
“I’m fine!” Souto yelled over the wind.
“You’re literally chewing the window frame,” Shinso deadpanned, pointing to the teeth marks Souto was leaving on the door.
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As soon as they arrived, Souto bolted out of the van like a wild animal, running straight for the water.
“WAIT, YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO SWIM!” Hizashi yelled, chasing after him.
“I’LL FIGURE IT OUT!” Souto screamed back, sprinting into the waves.
Within seconds, he was flailing dramatically in knee-deep water, yelling, “I’M DROWNING!”
“You’re not even past the shore!” Shinso shouted, burying his face in his hands.
Hizashi waded in and pulled the boy out, dripping wet but laughing like a maniac. “You’ve got to respect the ocean, little dude!”
Souto coughed up a mouthful of salt water. “I’ll fight it next time.”
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BNHA | A Bite-Sized Problem
Fanfiction.ᐟ Comic relief / Slice of life. Eraserhead, pro hero and notorious insomniac, adopts an 8-year-old vampire delinquent with an attitude problem? Chaos, that's what. Souto, a loud, abrasive troublemaker with a biting temper (literally), finds himself...
