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You run to the door, not caring as you grab the knob and let yourself in, figuring that they wouldn't care, to see that the house was spectacularly tidy, and when Mitsuki found you standing in the entryway, dumbfounded at how clean their house was,

"Did you do it all without me?" You ask, horrified that you had made them do all the work while you made meringues and gotten ready, 

"Oh, no! We just keep these rooms really tidy, as that is all the guests see," she replies, "Come and I'll show you the-"

"Hey, Hag!" You hear Katsuki scream from the upstairs of the overly large house, How is it so big on the inside, it looks so small on the outside... "Is (y/n) here yet?" 

"Yes, I'm here," you yell back up at him, "and don't call your mother a hag, you ungrateful asshole!"

Mitsuki cackles, an evil witch from a fairytale cackle, and you watch her eyes and face light up at hearing you call her son names she would never dare call him herself. Katsuki sprints down the stairs, tackling you just as you go to dodge. 

"Don't you ever, ever call me that again," he snarls, "or I will gut-"

You slap your hand over his mouth, "I will call you whatever the fuck I want," you growl back, pure command, no room for argument, just as your parents taught you, "and you will have no say in it whatsoever." 


Masaru's POV:

I enter the room, confused from all the yelling, immediately start backing  when I see (y/n) and Katsuki swearing and glaring daggers at each other, not noticing that Mitsuki was filming it, 

"You fucking bastard," (y/n) says to him, watching him jolt in surprise, "do you really think that I wouldn't peer in to see what horrible, asshole thoughts you weren't voicing?"

"Honestly, yes," he replies, "I didn't think you'd be willing to stoop to that level of assholery,"

"No meringues for you," the girl replies, bringing out a large purple container, giving it a slight shake as my son's eyes widen and he drops to his knees, coming into a begging position, pleading, "you're cute when you do that, you know?" she ruffles his hair as he glares up at her, "you were always going to get these, I just wanted to see your reaction, and I am not disappointed," she smirks as Katsuki gets up and glowers at her, hands sparking and popping. 


Katsuki's POV:

One day, one day that girl will go too far, and then I'll kill her... Will you be able to though? A new voice, one that sounds very much like y/n's, you idiot, it's me, I can speak to you through my mind, perks of having a mindreading Quirk. Get out of my head, bitch. Ok, geez, harsh much? 

"Katsuki, go help (y/n) get something to put the meringues on," my father tells me, 

"Yes, let's go," I stalk off to the kitchen, suppressing my urge to snap back, knowing that if I did, y/n might really take my meringue privileges away and I didn't want to risk it, "here we go, give me the box,"

"No," she replies, using that you've got no other options tone that I've grown to hate, "give me a plate, I don't trust you with this." 

"Ugh, fine," I don't feel like arguing anyway. I pull a plate from a draw, "here, what flavour are they?"

"The blue ones are peppermint, the light-brown ones are chocolate, and the purple ones are vanilla," she lists.

"And it only took you an hour to do this?" 

"45 minutes, I had to get ready, and they technically only took 15, they had to cook for a half-hour," she's blushing, why?  She must be embarrassed?? 

"Awesome, you gonna let me eat them or are you gonna stand there and hold them?" I prod her side, a knock on the door, "Oh, and I invited 2 friends over, I figured you'd like them, besides mum and dad were never going to let you clean,"

"Who?" A simple question,

"Eijirou Kirishima and Shoto Todoroki," I answer jogging to the door, "You'll love 'em," y/n sprinting past me, 

A/N- Please don't question why it was Todoroki, he and Kirishima were the first 2 that came to mind... 


Todoroki's POV:

God, how long can he take?! It's been like 30 seconds... Unless he's in his room, like always.

A (h/c) haired girl opens the door, 

"Um, sorry, I must have the wrong house," I hurry to turn away, "sorry to bother you."

"God, Todoroki, how stupid are you? It's my house, she's here too," Bakugo appears, leaning over the girl, even at her height he towered over her, "She's the newbie."

"Nice to meet you, I'm (y/n) (l/n)," she grins, "come in, I made meringues."

I trail her inside, ignoring Bakugo's warning glare, I know you've claimed her, you told me so when you told me to come over, I think, tugging off my shoes and following her as Kirishima walks up to the steps in front of the house. 

Kirishima's POV:

"Oooo, you must be Eijiro Kirishima!" A (h/c) coloured girl greets me at the door, Todoroki and Bakugo standing behind her, towering over her despite her height, "I'm (y/n) (l/n)! Come in!"

We all follow (y/n) after I pull my shoes off at the door, she leads us towards the kitchen, listing flavours of something she made. Wow, she acts like this is her house, I wonder if she knew Bakugo when they were children...

"And they're almost fresh from the oven!" She pulls a plate of beautifully made meringues off the countertop, "take your pick! I'll get Mitsuki and Masaru, make sure you leave some for us!" She skips off, calling Bakugo's parents names, coming back a few moments later with them trailing behind.

"Take your pick! They're all yours," she smiles, "I have some leftovers at home if mum and dad haven't eaten them all already, though I doubt they could eat so many..."

"Oh well, we'll take only a few and you children can have the rest," Mitsuki tells the girl, as she takes a bite of a blue puff, "Oh my, these are fucking amazing,"  the rest of us grab one and nod our heads in agreement, smiling at the blushing girl.

Your POV: I decided that imma do 1st person instead of 2nd-

Wait, they like them?! But they were so quickly made and floppy, they can't be that good, I take one and bite it, feeling it flake in my mouth, mmkay, I see now, but they aren't that good, how??

"Katsuki, take your friends upstairs, you can take the rest of the meringues too," Masaru tells his son, Come on Katsu, let's go. I tell him, mind to mind, turning to take the plate of meringues, which is somehow now almost empty, save for five meringues sitting in the middle,

"Ok, who ate them all?" I glare at everyone, in turn, watching their reactions, Guilty, guilty, guilty, not guilty, guilty, "God, you guys are hopeless," turning to the box of meringues I place at least 20 more on the plate and give the box to Mitsuki and Masaru, "here have the rest, I made at least a hundred and brought about fifty, so go nuts." They take the box nodding their thanks, and leave, "Ok, you three, no more meringues until we get upstairs," I glare at them, don't you bloody dare, Kirishima, you growl at him, mind to mind, and he jolts, looking at me like I'm some sort of demon, as Todoroki catches on. 

"Kindly stay the fuck out of my head, y/n," Todoroki says, "or I will turn you into a human ice-block."

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