Alright, so lesson learned: Don't do surgery on yourself unless you want a hobo and helicopter mom always stalking you. Don't ask me why it is bad because I don't know why. I just know it's bad.
In addition to that jazz, Shouta and Mom agreed to try and put me on medication in an attempt to calm me down. When I was younger, Mom did try to give me medicine to get me to sleep, but it didn't work. Now, it still doesn't work even at the highest dosage!
I'm a druggie! But seriously, it didn't work. The only thing it did at the highest dosage was it made me act out of it.
"WE'RE OFF TO SEE THE WIZARD! THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ! I THINK THE WIZARD IS A RAT, BUT OH WHAT THE FUCK EVER!"
Okay, it made me act high, so I'm drug-free again! Shouta buffed up the exercise routine more to get rid of as much energy as possible. I'm still hyper.
Finally, Shouta and Mom agreed to switch the days I spend with them. Initially, I would spend Monday through Wednesday with Shouta and the rest of the week with Mom. Well, after the 'apparently, I need more sleep' incident with Recovery Girl, they changed to Monday, Wednesday, and Friday for Shouta.
With all that information out of the way, it's time to skip to the present!
Alright, so we are on the second week of vacation. The first week was spent with two days on I-Island, and the rest was dealing with overprotective parents. Next week, we have that summer camp bull shit.
This week, I'm finally free from the stalking eyes! However, the first day, I'm sent by Shouta to go on a shopping trip with class 1-A to watch them!
Why me?
"It's an attempt to teach you responsibility." I quote from him. That has to be the stupidest idea I have heard since God giving me a quirk. There is a reason he didn't.
I'm not going to get out of the chance to hang out with my classmates, though, so here we are at the mall! I quickly round everyone up.
"Alright! So I know our luck is jack shit, and something will happen, but I recommend you try to prevent it! You may be hero students, but you all are also kids. If you suspect something suspicious, go the fuck away and text everyone in that stupid group chat that we haven't used in forever. Either way, be safe! Now, pair up or something." I mutter the last part. Quickly, everyone starts to separate off what they need. With luck, I get my girl Uraraka!
"Squawk squawk!" Oh, and Patchy. As CAT is, well, dead, Patchy has to take place as the support animal. It can do mostly do the same as CAT except for the fact that it can't do the armor or anything related to it. It only has wings instead.
"Hey, Izuku! Do you know where to find cheap but nice shoes?" She asks as she walks over. For some reason, she is by herself.
Good news girl, I got your back! I go shopping way too much for booty shorts and heels!
"Of course! Follow my lead!" I lead to the place I go whenever I need heels, and I inform her of the many shoes.
"Shut up; you're stressing me out with all these choices!" Uraraka cuts me off. I get that it can be overwhelming, but damn!
"Okay, okay! Chill, girl!" Yeah, I'm way too enthusiastic about shoes. It only takes us a few minutes until we find the shoes we need and head out. Uraraka shows me the list, and I lead her to the next store only to be cut off by this weird feeling.
If there is one thing I can teach you, it's to follow your gut feeling. I have experience with bullies. I know when to trust the bitch.
I quickly pull her close, something I would not normally do, and whisper, "Uraraka, go into the store and text the group to not separate." I let go of her as she looks at me with worry. I nod to her, and she walks off. At least she is out of the danger zone. I softly ask Patchy to start recording.

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My Hero Academia: When All Hell Breaks Loose
FanfictionMidoriya Izuku is not your wimpy loser that every anime tries to portray. Instead, he is the most straight-forward, over-dramatic teen you will come across. Oh, he is also quirkless and wants a reason to flip off all the heroes for telling him he ca...