2 Months later
"WHAT THE FUCK! WHERE IS MY SANDAL!"
Groaning I throw my one sandal away from me and instead pick up a pair of boots.
"You need to calm down, all this yelling isn't healthy for the baby"
I scoff and try to stand up but my baby bump prevents me from doing so.
"Shut up Aizawa, you're friends with Yamada for gods sake and he's louder than me! Now help me up!"
Aizawa rolls his eyes but helps me up with a gentle tug.
"Let's go before fire boy freaks, he's been in his moods again"
He sighs, "And why are you still friends with him?"
I grab my purse and shove some snacks in there, "I've known him for so long I might as well stay along for the ride"
He follows me out the door and shuts it as well, "Pfft, his hero work lately has been more aggressive. He needs therapy."
"And you need coffee"
He nods at that and walks into the elevator. I was rubbing my belly when the little shit inside of me kicked. Giggling I tap on one side where they kick again, then to the other where they kick there.
The elevator dings stopping my play time with my child. Aizawa walks out and I follow along, "Slow down! If I walk fast it looks like I have a stick up my ass!"
He glares back at me, "I'll buy you some spicy chocolate if you hurry up"
My eyes light up before I start speed walking behind him.
Eventually after walking for 10 minutes then a 30 minute train ride we finally made it to Enji's house. And by we I mean, me and my child, Aizawa didn't wanna deal with Mr.Grumpy Pants. AKA himself but he doesn't wanna admit that.
I stop on the doorstep and wipe the sweat off my eyebrow. "Why does he live so far?" I whispered to myself.
Today I was meeting Enji's little devils.
I knock on the door and step back to rub my belly, they're kicking again.
The door opens to show a young girl with glasses, white hair and crimson streaks in it.
I smile, "Hello, I'm Alina is Enji here?"
She smiles and closes the door, then comes back, "Come in"
I walk in and struggle taking off my boots but eventually got them off. Sighing I let the girl lead me to Enji's office. It smells like burning wood.
He's angry
When she opened the door flames and smoke start filling the house.
Sighing I twirl my finger and gather the smoke into a sphere in my hand.
"Enji Todoroki if you don't stop I'll personally shove my foot so far up your ass you'll taste it"
His little rampage stops, "Alina?"
I nod and snap my fingers making the smoke in my hand disappear.
"Wanna tell me what's going on?"
He glances behind me, "Fuyumi leave"
"Yes father" the door closes.
I sit down in the non burnt chair and lean my head back. "So exhausting"
"How'd you know where I live?"
I look at him before shrugging, "You're a big guy, not hard to follow. Also, your old house is down the street"
He hums before walking in front of me, "All of them are here except for Toya."
I nod and try to stand up, I hold my hands out and make a grabbing motion towards Enji. He sighs before gently grabbing my hands and pulling me up.
"How is the little one doing?"
I scoff, "Being a pain in the ass, love them but I don't like waking up at the buttcrack of dawn to piss."
He smiles and kisses my forehead, "It'll all he worth it in the end"
I smile, "I hope so"
He hums before leading me out of his office and into his living room. There waits 3 kids, Fuyumi, a boy with white hair, then another boy with half white and half red hair. And a scar.
I bite the inside of my cheek but quickly smile. "Hello, I'm alina,and you are?"
The girl, "I'm Fuyumi, it's nice to meet you Miss Alina."
I smile and look to the one in the middle, "Natsuo"
I narrow my eyes at him but smile nonetheless, then to the last one.
"Shoto."
I huff before looking to Enji, "Fuyumi is the only one with manners it seems."
"Probably nervous"
I sigh before looking at the three, "Okay I expected more excitement, you three are just boring. Why don't we play a little game?"
Natsuo scoffs, "Fuyumi and I aren't little kids, why don't you go play with Shoto"
Standing up I see them watch me, "Loosen up will ya? This game includes quirks so get up or I'll make you"
Natsuo scoffs once again before glaring at me, "What can a small woman like you do?"
I raise an eyebrow, smirking I flick my wrist and smoke starts filling the room.
"I'm a pro hero, I can do a lot of things, so I'd prefer if you wanna criticize someone learn about them beforehand. It saves you the embarrassment"
A minute or so the room is filled up with smoke, and only I can see.
"So, let's play that game"
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Scorched ~Endeavor~
FanfictionAlina King,a girl who has a smoke manipulation quirk. It's pretty legit, anyways, she struggles through life. Of course her two or maybe one best friend(s) are a long side her.