Evil....Maybe Not

Let's Party!

Bakugo's POV:

I wiggled myself out of Deku's arms and walked into Izumi's room. It was around 9 in the morning, so I wanted to get her ready early for the party today. It takes forever to get her up and ready, so we have to plan hours ahead. I gently shook her.

"Hey," I said.

She didn't respond. I did it again, but this time I caught her little smile. "HEY, you little brat! I saw your smile. Get up, and I'll make you some pancakes," I said.

She kept her eyes closed. "Make that with some bacon, and I'll get up," she mumbled.

I sighed. "Alright, gremlin, it's a deal. Now get up!" I replied.

I picked her up and placed her on her feet. "Open those eyes. We made a deal; you have to keep your end of the deal! You have to keep your word!" I reminded her.

She sighed dramatically. "Fineee!" she groaned.

We walked down the hall and looked back toward my bedroom door."Wanna wake Papa up?" she asked devilishly.

I smirked and nodded in agreement. We opened the door and tiptoed over to the sleeping greenette. I picked up Izumi and yelled,"Ready for liftoff!"

This woke up Deku, but before he had time to react, I let go of Izumi right onto him. Deku, who goes through this almost every weekend, quickly moved to the side.

"Damn it!" Deku gasped. "Who taught you those words!?"

Izumi pointed at me, and I stuck my tongue out at her. Deku came over and smacked me on the back of my head.

"Stop being so childish! You two are the same!" he scolded.

We all laughed and then went to eat breakfast.

By the time we had all eaten, showered, and gotten dressed, it was time to head over to the Iida's household for the party. The drive there was quick, but who would've known such grand houses were so close to our modest one-story home?

The Iidas' house was an imposing, multi-story mansion. Its façade was a blend of modern and classic design, featuring large bay windows and a grand entrance flanked by columns. The sprawling driveway could easily accommodate several cars, and the front yard was impeccably landscaped with manicured hedges and vibrant flower beds. The house itself was painted in a warm, neutral tone that complemented the lush greenery surrounding it.

As we approached the front door, we were greeted by a rush of warm air and the rich, inviting scent of home-cooked food. The interior of the house was just as impressive as the exterior. The entrance led into a spacious foyer with high ceilings, a glittering chandelier, and a grand staircase that swept up to the second floor. The living area was open and airy, with floor-to-ceiling windows letting in natural light. Plush sofas and armchairs were arranged around a large coffee table, and the walls were adorned with tasteful artwork and family photographs. The kitchen was a chef's dream, with state-of-the-art appliances, a large island, and a dining area that could easily seat a crowd.

Todoroki was standing in the doorway with a small smile and kind eyes. His usual serious demeanor had softened significantly. He wore a neatly tailored suit that highlighted his tall, athletic build, but it was the warmth in his eyes and the relaxed way he held himself that truly showed the change. Todoroki looked more approachable and content than I had ever seen him. His posture was less rigid, and his smile was genuine, reflecting the happiness and ease that seemed to have settled into his life.

"It has been so long, Todoroki-kun! The last time I saw you was at your wedding years ago!" Deku exclaimed.

Todoroki hugged him back. "It has been too long," he agreed.

He looked over at me, smiled, and waved. "Hello!" he said.

I did the same back. Izumi tugged at his pants and had a pout on her face. "Who are you!?" she asked.

He looked down to be at eye level with her. "I'm an old friend of your parents," Todoroki explained.

She side-eyed him and whispered to me, "I don't know if I trust him."

Deku chuckled between his teeth. "Izumi, be nice," he said.

Her entire attitude changed to a polite "yes." Half and Half led us inside to the living area and kitchen. Iida was sitting at the bar, scrolling through his phone, and their little boy, Hayno, was watching TV. Iida, dressed in casual but stylish attire, looked relaxed and content. His glasses reflected the soft light of the room, and he had a warm smile on his face. The entire area was decorated with balloons, colorful confetti, and letters. It was a nice setup for a now 6-year-old's birthday. The spacious living area was elegantly decorated, with a large dining table and comfortable seating arranged around a fireplace. The kitchen was modern and open, with gleaming countertops and a large island that seemed to be the hub of the party.

Slowly, more and more people arrived at the party. A few kids I didn't recognize were absolutely wide-eyed when they saw everyone. I assumed they were classmates who didn't really know who their parents were. A few came up to me asking for an autograph and a picture. They did the same to everyone else as well. I could hear some of their conversations.

"Izumi, why didn't you tell us your dad is the #1 hero!?" one of the kids asked.

She laughed nervously as a sea of small children asked the same question. The kids of the other pros managed to pry her away and back over to everyone else. Hours passed with games and playtime until it was time to cut the cake. Hayno excitedly ran over to everyone to get seated around him. 

We turned off the lights and sang to him. Todoroki and Iida took pictures of everyone as a group, and then it was time for the presents. With how many kids there were, Hayno was going to get tons of presents. It took about 30 minutes for him to open them and thank everyone.

The day was winding down, and Deku was getting sleepy. We were sitting on one of the many couches in the corner with drinks in hand and empty plates of food. Deku leaned his head on my shoulder and passed out almost immediately. We stayed a bit longer until everyone collectively started to leave. Izumi and Hayno came up to us. She pulled on her dress and looked down.

"Can I stay the night?" she asked.

I didn't think I heard her correctly. "Say again?" I replied.

She asked again, "Can I stay the night here?"

I sighed. "I don't want to bother the Iidas. I bet they are tired and have work tomorrow," I said.

Hayno spoke up. "We already asked them, and they said it was okay!" he said.

I waved down his parents. "Yes?" they asked.

"I don't want to bother you two; we can take her home," I said.

Iida gave a small smile. "It is really no problem; we don't have duties tomorrow, so we are free." 

Deku woke up and yawned. "What is happening?" he asked.

"Izumi wants to stay the night here," I explained.

Deku looked at me, confused. "That should be fine, as long as you two are okay with it," he said.

Todoroki and Iida nodded. The two littles grinned happily. "Yes!" they said.

I looked at Izumi. "Don't get into trouble. You are too much like me. I know how you are; don't do anything reckless!" I warned.

"Yes, Dada," she replied.

With that, Deku and I left our little girl at her first sleepover. We waved to the family and gave kisses goodbye to Izumi.

"I'll drive since you are tired," I offered.

Deku gave me a small nod and hopped into the passenger seat. We drove home with quiet music in the background.

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