//The Crown Thief//

//chapter seventeen//

//I'm back- bet you missed my sexy ass writing lmfao. this is just a filler chapter, so I'm sorry it's short- but it's for the plot

WoAh messed up my title there but it's fine now!

shHh we don't need to talk about how horrible and short it is.//

The wind screamed, the sky dark with storm clouds stumbling about the shy as they released booming thunder down on the now cold earth below. The trees stayed planted to the ground, the roots deep in the soil holding on for dear life as the wind violently whipped around, sending leaves flying above the very forest below the todoroki castle. The 3 boy's were about a mile or two away now, their bodies hot and heavy, knees moving like automated machines with the intent to get as far away from that shit storm of a castle, as soon as possible. Have you ever felt that rush of adrenaline.. where you know you're in danger? That's what the boy's were feeling now. The rush of your blood shooting through your veins, pushing you farther then you would normally be able to go without breaking down into nothing. Their minds were in full overdrive, the only thoughts filtering through their minds being ones of escape and just to keep moving.

The father away the better.

Bakugo huffed, grass crunching under his boots as he sprinted through the trees, pulling what he thought was kaminari with him. He completely ignored his friend's calls for him to slow down, his hair whipping in the soft wind run until the point were he skidded to a stop. He let go of kaminari's hand, having had an iron grip on the boy. He whipped his brow, ruby red eyes gleaming as a jolt of lightning shook the forest, causing sero to jump- then take another swig in his canteen. "Fuck this man! Fuck this! I should've just stayed home in my cozy bar with my alcohol!" He leaned against a tree, the bark pressing into his shoulders as he yelled with agitation. "But nOoO! I wanted to overthrow the fucking monarchy!" He threw the canteen down with anger, Kirishim watching him, hands out slightly as if to silently tell the bar owner to calm down. "OI, GET IT TOGETHER SERO OR SO HELP ME GOD!" Bakugo brought his hand down, delivering a sharp slap to sero's face. The bar owner stumbled back and yelled out a cuss, his head harshly hitting a tree before he crumpled to the ground. "I- bakugo!" "What? It's not my fucking fault he was freaking out!" "You didn't have to knock him out!" "Tch.." he turned to kaminari. "Oi, dunceface.. why the fuck are you so qui-" he froze, eyes widening at the sight of the electric form of the boy he.. he dare say that he had grown awfully fond of. Kirishima looked up at him from his kneeling position at sero's side, regret oozing from those eyes in the form of thick tears running down his red cheeks. "Bakugo.. I-" "can it." "But-" Bakugo punched the tree next to kirishima, a small hole where his fist penetrated being left as a warning of his anger. "I SAID CAN IT!"

Sure, anger can be caused by many things. But it was differnt this time. He wasn't angry just for the fun of it, he wasn't mad because someone had irritated him that morning.. he was irritated because he had lost someone he cared about. What was kaminari even doing? Where was he? Maybe Bakugo hasn't lost him completely, but even so- kaminari wasn't here right now. He wasn't here because Bakugo shot that damn revolver.

He turned, cracking his neck. "Oi, shitty hair." The dragon wiped his tears, sniffling. "Yes.. your highness?" ".. I think you know what's next."

"We're gonna blow some shit up."