Silence Destroyed (MHA)

Life Shots 3

Walking Contradiction:

I'm not coming over. Stop asking.

Scarred Mess:
Yes. You will. We need to talk and you knw it Shoto.
*know

Walking Contradiction:
I refuse. If you think you can force me to come, you're welcome to try, Fujimura.

Scarred Mess:
Oh, this is hilarious Shoto... Seriously, you're making me laugh. And here I thought you had no sense of humor. Get over here.

Walking Contradiction:
I'm not sure I understand you, Fujimura. I wasn't joking. I know for a fact that you can't physically force me to your home. It's simply a fact. Though, as I said, I welcome you to try.

Scarred Mess:
You really think that? If you think I'd hesitate for a second to tell your mom what you were doing with the League of Idiots, then you've got another thing coming. Hasame knows, and in a heartbeat, Rei'll know too. Now get your two-toned ass to my apartment or I'll track down your siblings and let them know what you've been up to just for the heck of it.

Walking Contradiction:
...

Scarred Mess:
Aizawa would love to hear about my story, don't you think?

Walking Contradiction:
...

Scarred Mess:
Seriously Shoto, did you forget about what happened in Kamino?

Walking Contradiction:
Fine, I'll be there in thirty minutes.

Naoko sighed as she pushed open her door, technically, she was still on 'mandatory' bed rest, the people at the hospital really wanted to make sure that she stayed in bed... and knowing them, they also believed that they instant Naoko stepped foot out of the house, she would be kidnapped again, or step into the middle of a street fight, or hey, maybe a sinkhole would open up beneath her because she was that disaster-prone.

The worst part of all of it? She was starting to agree with them!

Seriously, it had been a few months since school started, and yet she'd gone from ending up in the hospital every now and then because she was an idiot, to being kidnapped and nearly killed by a supervillain.

Really, Naoko wasn't sure if this was an upgrade or a downgrade... And at this point, she was scared to ask.

But basically being on house arrest (and technically bedrest) had really given her and Naoko and Hasame time to think about some things, and argue about others.

One major thing that had worked on by the two of them was Naoko's room. Thanks to Momo (who they were beginning to revere) Naoko could now sleep through the night without her room beginning to look like a failed chemical experiment. Hasame finally contacted the building manager to inform her about the carnage her niece brought to the perfectly good room.

The manager had been, understandably, horrified, and immediately demanded to know why Hasame hadn't told them about this when the problem first started. Which... Was a funny story. Hasame knew that Naoko probably wouldn't do well sleeping at home with no assistance, but both of them had been taken aback by the ferocity with which her quirk had... lashed out?

Not that either of them had a way to stop it, but the morning after her first day living in the apartment, Hasame cried when she saw that the dresser she had shared with Reo when they were kids had been all but evaporated in a single night.