'What!?' Katsuki flinched at the sight of no Y/n. "Y/n, come out of your hiding spot." He rolled his eyes, throwing down the covers and crossing his arms. "Your game is dumb. And not funny." He scoffed, walking around the room, searching the nooks and crannies, yet still no Y/n.
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The little girl rested limply on the crusty guy's shoulder, while he rubbed circles on her back. (With four fingers of course).
"Do you know who you are related to?" He whispered to the asleep child.
"You sound like a pedo." Kurogiri stated, wiping down the counter.
"She could be the key to defeating All Might, we just need to figure out her quirk."
"Good afternoon gentlemen!" A cheery guy waltzed into the bar. He had golden, neat, hair, swiped back with gel. He was wearing a suit and holding a cane. (Just so you know, I made up this guy, if you couldn't tell.)
"Hello Kichirou." Shigaraki looked at the blonde. "Do you have it?"
"Of course, sweetheart!" He said lifting up the small test tube of some purple liquid. "Do you have what I want in return?"
"I'm not kissing you." Shigaraki frowned.
"Aw! Come on! Just on the cheek!?"
"Fine." Shigaraki walked over to Kichirou snatching the bottle from him, and giving him a small peck on the cheek. Kichirou's eyes turned a glowing purple, and his pupil's turned into lighting bolts.
Shigaraki rolled his eyes, and forced the test tube into Y/n's mouth, the potion sliding down her younger, and passing her throat.
Y/n started to have a coughing fit. Yer still unconscious. Once she calmed down she continued to rest her head on Shigaraki.
"It's not doing anything."
"Just wait."
Almost as if on cue, her head shot up, her eyes glowing purple.
"What quirk would you like her to inherit, sweatheart?"
