Bnha Daughter Scenarios

How Are Babies Made?

❤️ TodoDeku 💚

"Sho! (Y/n)! Enji! Dinner!"

Wrestling themselves off the couch, Shoto and (Y/n) roll off the plush cushions and race each other to the dinner table. The pair of them trying not to jostle Izuku who's holding two plates of their dinner, full of chilli con carne and seasoned rice, and sliding into their chairs at the table. Walking behind them, a lot more calmer and slower, was Enji, the older Todoroki male taking his place beside his granddaughter who giggles and kisses his cheek.

Every Thursday and Sunday, Enji would spend his time with (Y/n). He'd pick her up from school, take her out for icecream and then come home and watch movies with her. Then he'd have dinner with them and catch up with his son and son - in - law and update them on the family news. The news of Fuyumi having her second child, of Toya finally getting engaged and of Natsuo achieving his PhD.

Enji trying as much as he can to be the perfect father and grandfather to his children and grandchildren.

Smiling happily, Izuku sets the dinner down onto the table and hands everyone their cutlery before taking his own seat. The family smiling between one another before thanking for the food and digging into their meal. (Y/n) listening to Enji and Shoto talking about hero work, Shoto updating her retired grandfather about the new recruits coming up through the agency (Shoto overtaking his fathers agency when he stepped down).

While left to her own thoughts, (Y/n) reflected on her school day. Spending the day with Sakura playing families with other children, learning about space, learning how to work out the perimeter of shapes and the area of them too.

Then she remembered another thing.

Her teacher, Mrs Weila, had fallen pregnant. She had told the class today after her stomach began to form a baby bump. She tried to answer as many questions as possible about the baby but refused to answer one. How were babies made? So, thinking that maybe her parents will shed some light on it, she taps her mother gently.

"What's up buttercup?" Izuku asks as he takes a forkful of chilli and swallows it down with a smile, giggling as (Y/n) swallows her rice and takes a deep breath, "Is everything okay?"

"Mama, how are babies made?" The girl asks innocently, tilting her head with a small hum.

As soon as she asks the question, Enji and Shoto pause their conversation. The pair of them turning toward (Y/n) who innocently looks around them and eats her rice. Izuku freezes and goes bright red, the male covering his face with a small whine as he replays the question over and over in his head. Shoto tilts his head and purses his lips as he thinks of the answer before he realises...

He doesn't actually know how babies are made either...

Sure, he made a baby with Izuku but he never actually knew how it happened. He just knew one day there was no baby and then the next day, Izuku had a cute baby bump and they were having a baby! He didn't know how they were made nor what happened to make the child... he just thought it popped there randomly...

"That is a good question, how are babies made?" Shoto asks looking toward his husband who squeaks nervously and covers his face going even more red, refusing to answer, "I don't think I ever knew that,"

"Let me get this straight," Enji begins looking toward his son who's innocently sitting there eating his dinner with a small hum, "You made a child... and you don't know how she was made?"