They had all made it back to another new safe-house. Momo was given a separate room while the boys were given two rooms to divide amongst themselves.
"Alright, we'll decide this by straws," Hitoshi sighed as he raised a fist full of straws, "The loser has to share a room with Bakugo."
"THE HELL IS THIS!?" Katsuki objected.
The three boys began pulling straws until a deathly silence descended on them.
"Well? What loser's getting the bottom bunk?" Katsuki demanded, trying to see the straws that the three boys held.
"Sorry Izu," Hitoshi grimaced. Shoto's face was blank as he looked at the unfortunate greenette.
Izuku stared at his short straw and sighed, "Of course."
Momo giggled.
"Alright, dinner," Aizawa said putting down bowls of soup and a plate of dumplings.
"No cup-o-noodles?" Izuku asked.
"What?" Momo asked.
"Nothing," Izuku smiled.
"I can actually cook," Aizawa scoffed. "I just never have time to."
They all sat on the floor and ate, happy to unwind after the long day.
"So," Momo said as she finished eating a dumpling, "Seeing as we'll be spending a lot of time together, would you all mind if I asked you what all of your quirks are?"
"Why not," Hitoshi shrugged, "I can brainwash people."
"Really?" Momo asked, "How?"
"Hey Porcupine! What time is it?" Hitoshi asked Katsuki.
"The hell did you ju-" Katsuki began. Then he got a blank face and sat there.
Izuku sighed, "He falls for it every time."
"That is impressive," Momo smiled.
Izuku tapped Katsuki who awoke.
"YOU READY TO DIE!?" Katsuki challenged standing up, small explosions going off in his hands.
"And I suppose you have explosions," Momo guessed.
"I have the ability to blow you to HELL, PONYTAIL BITCH!" Katsuki yelled.
"I have half-hot half-cold. I can basically use fire and ice," Shoto explained simply ignoring Katsuki.
"That's very powerful," Momo gawked.
"It's decent," Shoto answered simply.
"And you?" Momo asked looking to Izuku who glanced at her. He swallowed his food before answering slowly.
"I don't have a quirk," Izuku answered simply.
Momo's eyes widened but before she could say anything, the door to the safehouse was thrown open. They all tensed.
"We've come to see how things are going!" Nezu announced with a smile spreading his paws as he entered the room.
"Heeeeeyyyyyy there Eraser!" Yamada yelled sliding in next to Nezu.
"We heard about your closer encounter," Nemuri grinned stepping inside.
"Oh," Aizawa sighed as they walked in, visibly relaxing, "it's you."
"That's not very welcoming!" Nemuri objected.
"Hi Nemuri! Hello Yamada!" Izuku grinned.
"Hello Izu," Nemuri grinned.
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My Hero Father
FanfictionThe world isn't how you know it. All for One rules with an iron first and army of skilled warriors behind him. He won the first time, his younger brother lost and nearly died all those years ago... but not in vain. Not only was One for All passed on...
