39 ☆ Tea With The Todoroki's

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I woke up in this luxurious-looking room in a king-sized, floofy bed. Where was I? The Kardashian's house?

"Hnngh," I groaned, trying to sit up.

Shouto immediately responded to my grunt by cooling my brow with his ice-cold right hand. "(Y/N)."

"Sh-Shou. . .to?"

"(Y/N). Feel better?"

"I guess? What happened?"

"You passed out on the train," he explained.

"Shaddup, Icy-Hot. You weren't even there!" Katsuki shoved him out of the way and got all up in my face. It looked like fisheye view from how close he was. He stretched my eyelid to check my pupils for dilation. He then touched the side of my neck with two fingers to check my pulse. "Yeah, I think she's alive."

"You just wanna touch her," Eijiro snarled.

"I'm checkin' her vitals. And I think she got enough vitalmins. And I think she good."

I asked, "Where am I?"

"My house," Katsuki replied.

"We woulda taken you home, but Katsuki body-slammed us all," Deku beamed.

"My house was closer!" he defended.

I took Shouto's cold hand and placed it back on my face to nurse my migraine (that was quickly coming on).

"I'd make the better boyfriend," Shouto volunteered, deadpan.

"Why? Cuz you can make ice? I can buy ice!" Katsuki hollered.

"Will you two quit rubbin' it in that your Quirks are better than ours?" groaned Hanta.

I then asked, "What day is it?"

"One," Denki answered.

"He means the day after you were on the train. You've been asleep for eighteen hours," Tenya explained.

I panicked, "What about studying? And Mr. Aizawa?"

"Don't worry. He knows. He sent your brother over to guard."

I looked over and saw Tomura headfirst in a trashcan.

"Is he dead? Did Katsuki kill him?" I wondered.

"Who knows."

"He's wasted from all the Chex Mix and Kool-Aid," Eijiro laughed.

So, I left him there. I sat up and reclined against my pillow. "Is there a TV?"

"Yeh." Katsuki handed me a remote.

I pressed a button and the wall in front of me rotated around, revealing an Ultra K flatscreen.

"Dude! You had that here the whole time? You coulda told us!" Denki whined.

"She was sleeping."

I switched the channel to TLC because I felt like disturbing myself for some reason. I snuggled into my blanket and asked, "May I have sustenance?"

"Anything for you, princess," Eijiro fawned.

"Alright, can I have a pickle and ice cream?" I asked.

"SHE'S PREGGO, WHO DID IT!?!?" Denki accused, eyeing Katsuki.

At hearing the word 'preggo', Tomura popped out of the trash can and ungloved his hand, saying, "So, you have chosen death?"

Katsuki shouted, "SOMEONE BETTER CONFESS CUZ I MAY HAVE DONE A LOT OF BAD THINGS IN MY LIFE, BUT THAT AIN'T ONE OF DEM!!!"

"HOW DARE YOU ALL ACCUSE THIS SWEET, LITTLE PRINCESS OF ANYTHING SO DEFILING!? APOLOGIZE, KAMINARI!" Tenya lectured, chopping his hands more violently than usual.

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