☞︎ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣 :𝔸 𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕆𝕝' 𝔹𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘☜︎
Warson household
11:04 AM
Mirgan's POVI slowly opened my eyes, expecting to be laying in the same sleeping bag with my friends next to me. Instead, I saw a familiar alarm clock and charging phone.
Sitting up groggily, I realized I was in my room at home. I was happy, yes, but also confused. I tried to think back to last night, we couldn't have possibly walked to our houses, right?
"Don't worry about it, I'll call in a favor."
I felt blush rush to my cheeks, remembering that small yet sweet smile that set itself upon that, oddly squishy, face. I wonder if they're as squishy as they look...
Then my door slammed open, with my little brother waddling in. I laughed, temporarily forgetting about the squishy-cheeked girl.
"Hey buddy! Need some help?" I asked as he tried to climb onto my bed.
I easily picked him up and placed him in front of me. He blabbered for a few moments and climbed up to hug me. Taking a quick picture, I hugged him back gently yet firmly.
Soon afterwards, my mom opened the door and took the sleepy baby back to his crib.
"Oh, by the way, your brother is coming home for dinner. Would you mind picking up some groceries for me sweetie? The list is on the fridge." My mom mentioned before heading out.
I nearly declined, but figured I'd just become a pathetic, pining child if I didn't. Sighing, I grabbed my phone, keys, the note, and some money and went on my way.
Isogai Boulevard
11:47 AM
Mirgan's POVI speed walked down the sidewalk. I had taken the less populated route, just to avoid extra interaction. I had taken my phone out at some point and was currently in a call with my two best friends.
Passing by an alleyway, I could hear grunts and muffled words. Turning around, I froze in my place once I took in the scene.
Mindfucker stood up slowly, leaning against the brick wall for support. Magicmind seemed barely conscious, barely able to stand without Mindfucker.
Magicmind chuckled, "they got me good, didn't they? And with my own forza, too!"
Both were covered in wounds, big and small. Nothing too life threatening, but without treatment some would surely scar.
"Mirgan? You there still?" Igni asked into the phone.
"I gotta go, I'll meet you guys at Flick Park in a bit, please?" I hung up before they could answer.
I walked carefully into the alleyway. I'm a curious bitch, but can you blame me?
"So, they can copy quirks. That certainly narrows it down." Mindfucker said sarcastically.
"Oh come on! I'm sure Gold will be able to find them easily! Right, Gold?" Magicmind exclaimed happily.
A muffled voice came from what I assumed to be some type of communication device.
"You really need to stop relying on that poor boy so much..." Mindfucker sighed heavily.
"Mindfucker, Magicmind." I said simply.
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What Comes with A Choice
FantasyIn this world of heroes and villains, there's a small group that lay in between it all. Between the praise and adoration, the disdain and disgust. Vigilantes, people who are almost always on both sides of the law. Mindfucker is one of these people...