Chapter 3: Hero's Play

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We played for what seemed like fifteen minutes, but was actually four hours.  Not only did we play on the slide, but we also did other activities as well. My favorite game we played was called, "Hero."

"Let's save All Might!" Izuku laughed as he buried his action figure in the sand pit. The only thing that stuck out was his "Pikachu ears" hair. I sat on the wooden edge of the pit and looked at him.

"What's your quirk?" I asked curiously.

I had only meant it in a pretend, joking type of way, but he took it literally.

He looked at me and sadly shrugged. "Oh, I'm not sure. I haven't gotten it yet."

I looked back at him in shock. "Really?" I asked as I gave him a shy smile. "I haven't gotten mine either."

We both laughed a bit and he changed the subject.  "In this game we can make up our own quirks!  My quirk is like All Might's!" He exclaimed as he gave me a huge grin. 

I laughed because I knew he was going to say that.  I thought for a moment for a quirk and finally said, "Time travel."  

Izuku didn't know the real reason why I said that at the time, though.  I wanted to do anything to change my past.

"Cool!" He said as he began to commentate on the story.  "The dangerous villain, Sand Pit, has trapped All Might.   His only help left is (Y/N) and me!  With  All Might's quirk and Time Travel, we can rescue him and the people."

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As we saved All Might from all the "dangers" of the park, I started to get a bit tired and worried.  I knew that when I got to the orphanage, I was going to get in a lot trouble for leaving without supervision and being out for a total of- about six hours. 

I could see that Izuku was getting tired too and the scenarios going on were getting more boring than the last.

"Ok, I think I have to go now."  I explained sadly as I got up and dusted off my clothes for the hundredth time.  I thanked him as well as his mother and started to walk away, looking down at the ground and already trying to figure out a way to forget this.

"Would you like a ride home?" Izuku's mother asked, concerned, a gentle smile on her face.

I stopped dead in my tracks. 

I hesitated, turned around and at first said quietly, "No thank you."  Unfortunately it was nearing sunset and the walk back would be far for me. 

She repeated the question again, probably not hearing me, and this time I could feel my face getting hot and full of embarrassment.  I unzipped my backpack and reached around until I found what I was looking for; a wrinkled up slip of paper with an address on it. 

She stared at it for a moment, her smile dying down, before sadness flickered in her eyes. 

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