Just Some Ideas

Protective Mother Alert

Izuku was in the kitchen, preparing to bake some cookies for his son when he came from school. His husband, Kacchan, was at work. So Izuku had the house to himself.

He hummed while waiting for the oven to finish. After a few minutes, he took out the freshly baked cookies and put them all on a plate, along with a cup of milk. Izuku smiled at his work when the door suddenly opened.

In came his son, Izama, with a girl. The girl was wearing the same school uniform as his son, so he must go to school with her. However, that did not bother Izuku. What bothered him was the way the girl was acting. She was arrogantly looking at him, hugging his son's arm to her chest. Izuku felt his blood begin to boil.

"Hey mom, this is Maiya, my.. uhm... girlfriend." Izuku greeted his mother and introduced the girl to him. He blushed when he said 'girlfriend', quickly closing his eyes to shake off the embarrassment. 'I know mom will like this one.' Izama thought.

However, when he opened his eyes again, that clearly wasn't going to happen.

Izuku was holding a rifle, pointing it at poor Maiya who was trembling and clutching his arm harder, making Izama wince when her sharp painted nails dug into his skin.

"Mom! What are you doing?!" He said, panicked and trying to see how his mother suddenly disliked Maiya so much. The response was not what he was expecting.

"Oh my, I smell a thieving little homewrecker trying to seduce my baby boy." Izuku said deadly calm, rifle still pointed at the girl. "W-what? I would n-never..." Maiya stuttered. "I don't care, get out you little rat!" Izuku shouted, shooting once right at her feet.

Maiya ran out the open door like her life depended on it. Which technically, it kinda did.

"Mommmm!" Izama whined. Izuku immediately put the rifle away, and turned to his son. "Yes my little angel?" He said in a motherly tone.

"Why did you chase Maiya-Chan away?"

"Don't call her that, she was looking at me like a slut. Sweetie, you have to pay attention to these girls your bringing home. I don't want you marrying a two-timing whore."

Izama pouted. "Okay.." he replied, taking off his shoes and bag, and sitting on a chair that was in front of the plate of cookies, and started to eat.

After the two chatted about how their day went, Kacchan came home. He kissed his wife-to which Izama commented on how he was still here-and pulled his son into a fatherly bear hug.

The rest of the day went by smoothly, Izama relaying about what happened earlier that day, and the three of them laughing and enjoying their cookies and milk.

End.