(Y/n) Cunningham: UA Ninja

Chapter 77: I was~! Meant to be Yours~!

In a dark alleyway sat a bride to-be that wouldn't be anymore. She sobbed, hugging her knees to her chest.

"Oh, lift your head. You knew this was coming." Her... own voice called out.

The bride lifted her head and a misty version of herself, sneering at her.

"Really it's pathetic. Do you have no self respect? What did you honestly expect from the man who obviously didn't want to get married?" The other bride said.

"W-what...?" The bride asked.

"Oh, don't tell you're THIS naive~ Everyone pressuring to get married... you are pressuring him... Don't tell me you thought the shut-up ring was genuine!" The other bride laughed.

The bride's eyes widened as her tears kept falling.

"You just couldn't let him go, could you? You weren't content with what you had and pushed him away. I hope it was worth it. Rather than maybe a messy breakup in private, two families spend a ridiculous amount of money and he left you at the altar running off with your best friend! Sounds like a bad movie!" The other bride laughed loudly, clearly mocking her.

The bride felt the shame and the heartbreak stronger than ever before, she hugged herself together as she went from sobbing to wailing.

The other bride smiled wickedly, her form converting to green smoke.

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"Thank you so so much for allowing the VRP students to volunteer in your business. Please accept this goodie basket as a gift from Nezu." (Y/n) said handing off a massive basket they were honestly struggling to carry.

The man chuckled while taking the basket, "It's no problem really. I will admit, I was a bit nervous about having them here. It's not easy believing they'd behave, but our daughter persuaded us to give it a chance. I spend hours scrolling through the development reports on UA's site and well... the word of trusted pro heroes has to count for something right?"

"Your daughter?" (Y/n) asked.

"A fan of yours. When she saw you were asking online if anyone had a business they could volunteer at she said she'd give up her next three birthday parties if we would just give them a chance." The man looked as the VRP-ers worked alongside his employees to clear the road, "I'm starting to think she was onto something."

(Y/n) looked blank for a second before they started looking through all the pockets they had before pulling out a Whoopee sticker, 'So that's where that went...' they thought.

The man raised an eyebrow.

"Do you have a marker?" (Y/n) asked.

The man nodded and handed (Y/n) a thin marker.

(Y/n) wrote on the sticker before holding it out to the man, "Would you give your daughter this for me?"

The man smiled and nodded.

(Y/n) smiled before running off to help out too.

The man looked at the sticker it said: I.O.U ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ - (Y/n) Cunningham.

It was followed by the teen's autograph. He smiled, his daughter was going to be so excited... maybe too excited.

Today was the VRP's first outing for community service. They have been in therapy and Hound Dog-sensei finally gave the go ahead.

Aizawa was here to keep an eye on them, and (Y/n) had begged to come along too. It was Sunday, so Nezu said yes. Aizawa sighed.

Two weeks ago Nezu decided to finally start allowing businesses to request the VRP for whatever odd job they needed done (within reason). At first, understandably so, no one signed up.