DISCONTINUED If Only Memories Could Be Erased(A Shoto Todoroki X Oc Fanfic)

Ch54:

Tamaki's pov

Sitting in Yamada's car was not fun. Reason. I was on my way to therapy. Dad was in the passenger seat in the front while I sat at the back, fiddling with the sleeves of my shirt.
"How about after this, we can go get something to eat. I can pick up Eri, Hitoshi and Tamaki before the two of you come out!" Yamada exclaims loudly. I don't say anything, focusing instead on my shoes. I stare anywhere but at dad and Yamada until the car jerks into a parked position. I look up. Its just a house. I was expecting a big hospital like building. Not a small house with plants growing in the garden and up the side of the fading white walls. I turn to dad.
"I think you have the wrong address" I point out.
"Nope. This is the place" Yamada replies, seeming just as puzzled as he taps the screen of his phone to check the GPS.
"Nothing's wrong. Its very helpful for anxiety. Less people around" dad explains, undoing his seat belt. Yamada gives him a quick kiss before he steps out of the car. He then reaches behind and places his hand on my head.
"Have fun" When I don't respond, he removes his hand and gives me a thumbs up. I turn my gaze down, clipping my seat belt out of its holder and getting out the car. Dad was stood over at the door of the house, holding something in hand. I walk up, hands shoved into pockets. The door is opened by a woman with short blond hair. She smiles at dad, stepping aside to let us in. I took one step inside before being tackled by a litter of golden retriever puppies who barked happily when seeing me with licks aimed at my face. The lady quickly shooed them away, picking them up two at a time and putting them back in a closed off area filled with toys.
"Sorry about them. They haven't been trained yet so guests get them excited" she explained, putting the last one in its pen before offering me a hand. I didn't take it, using the doorway to get up. My hands were quickly shoved into my pockets again. Dad placed a hand on my shoulder, leading me to the living room.
"I'm Saiki Mizuki" she smiles, walking over to a cage. I looked around. There were animals all over, from dogs to snakes to ferrets. Mizuki pulled out one of the ferret's- a brown coloured one- from its cage and brought it over. She placed it in my lap. I lifted my hands up in surprise.
"I've been told that your a cat person. I don't have any cats so I thought a ferret would be fitting" she explains, sitting down in the seat opposite us.
"I don't understand" I explain to her.
"Did your father not tell you?" she asks.
"Tell me what?" I respond, looking at dad.
"I didn't want to tell you beforehand. You were already nervous as it is" he explains, patting my back. I look at him with confusion, the ferret standing on its hind legs and sniffing me.
"This is Emi. He'll be your service animal for the time being" Mizuki explains.
"What?" I nearly yell, biting my lip afterwards.
"He is trained to help with Psychiatric disabilities. His job is to help with your motivation and to protect you if you ever suffer from a panic attack" she explains, gesturing to the long creature in my lap. I look down at Emi who is wandering around me on the couch.
"I can't have animal in hero training. It could get hurt" I object with a mumble.
"We think about that. You aren't the first hero or hero in training who's been in need of a service animal. To compensate for their lack of a quirk, we have special vests made for them. Like bullet proof vests for police but lighter and resilient to long distance quirks until its worn down. You can have modifications added if you want but for now, its just the vest" she explains, gesturing to a red vest on the coffee table with a white stripe along the side that reads service. I look at dad. He gives me a reassuring look.
"Alright. I'll take him" I mumble.
"Alright. Now that we've got that out of the way, time to start the session" she starts, taking on a more serious tone while picking up a notebook and pen from the coffee table. I nod slightly.
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This took longer than it probably should have because about halfway through writing this I started searching up if service animals were given to people with depression or anxiety. Turns out you can get them if you have PTSD too. There's also such a thing as boa constrictor service animals. Didn't know that one.

As for why I choose a ferret. I like ferrets. Haven't ever had one but I like them. Plus, having a smaller animal when your going to be jumping about and fighting is probably easier than having say a dog.

I've got some good stuff coming up soon. I won't spoil though because its going to be very interesting. All I'll say is that I'm excited.