The Bakugous

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Bakugo groaned as Keikou thrashed his arm about. "Fucking fuck." he muttered as she whined.

"Wake up, asshole." she said. "I'm starving."

"Go die in a ditch somewhere." Bakugo said lazily.

"Dick. Saru's already getting the stove ready."

"Hur-fucking-ray. What chu want? A medal?"

She paused, giving Bakugo hope to fall back asleep until she said, "She wants to see if she has a skin hardening quirk."

He shot his eyes open, giving her a death stare. "Then get her away from the fucking stove."

Keikou hopped away from the bed, raising her hands up nervously. "I-I'm just kidding. But could you make breakfast, please? Before school?"

He huffed as he sat up and ruffled his hair. "Get your sister. She'll prep, I'll cook."

"Prep what?" Keikou asked.

"Well, seeing as I'm stuck here all fucking day, I'm willing to experiment."

She pouted. "You're gonna make it fast right?"

"Sure, why not?" Bakugo said as he stretched his arms.

"Bakugo." she whined.

He ignored her as he pulled a shirt over his head. "Is Saru up, or did just say that to get me out of fucking bed?"

"Get you out of fucking bed?"

He glared. "Then wake her the hell up." Keikou pouted as she marched out of the room, leaving her brother alone. He sighed, rubbing his head. Saru fell oddly quiet since he had been home. She eyes him whenever she thought he wasn't looking, at his arms and legs, almost searching for something. He shook his head, gulping down his nerves as he finished dressing and strolled in the kitchen.

Saru snapped her head out of the fridge, her eyes sleepy as his. "We have rice."

"Sweet. Get the pan ready, I'll grab the pork."

She jumped at the order, gathering supplies and equipment. She reached for some butter just as he said, "Nah. I'll get the oil."

Their work was silent save for the slicing and chopping and sizzling. He felt her eyes on him, constantly glancing with thin lips tight together with a question on her tongue she was too scared to ask. He saw Keikou's face screwing around as if gesturing her, even giving hushed sighs and huffes in silent conversation. He rolled his eyes and glared at the two of them.

"I'm right here, shit heads. Whatever you wanna fucking say, just say it already. Not like you have anything better to do. Keikou."

"What?" she asked, annoyed like a teenage brat. He gave a pointed glare, teeth bared in an distaste as he chopped the onions. She turned away. "Some shitfaces were talking in school. They said you turned into a villain cause you were caught by them."

Saru huffed. "I told 'em they were liars. And Miyo-chan laughed and said it was on the news."

Bakugo frowned, but listened. "What did you do?" he asked out of curiosity.

"I beat the ever loving hell out those fuckers." Kou said with her shit eating grin. "They ran so fast, I thought I wasn't seeing right."

Bakugo frowned as finished the onions and slide then into a mix. "Saru, rice."

"Got it." she said, hopping from one stepping stool to the other near the stove to mix the cooking grains.

"What'd the old bags say?"