Puppet Master

Jealousy

"We are here!"

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"He's asleep, dad," Eijiro commented. Toshi, who joined the family on their excursion to find service animals, turned to the sleeping, green-haired boy and shook his shoulder.

He jumped back, almost smashing against Eijiro as Izuku woke with a start, swinging his right fist at whoever was closest. Toshi, bless his heart, didn't so much as flinch, used to the action by now. "Calm down, 'Zuku." Izuku looked around the car rapidly. Dad and Mom were getting out of the car. Eijiro was pressed up against the left-back door with Toshi against him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again.

"S- sorrae..." Toshi shook his head and sat normally. "Don't worry about it." Izuku looked up when his door opened, courtesy of his father. "Are you ready?" Izuku looked past the man at the white building. "Yer."

The family, with Toshi, entered the building. Dad went up to the front counter.

"Hello, we have an appointment for Izuku Kirishima and Eijiro Kirishima," he stated. The woman at the front desk. She nodded. "A service cat and a service dog, right?" He nodded. "Yes, ma'am." She nodded again. "Alrighty, I have informed our assistant. He will be out in a moment for one of you."

Izuku sat down with Eijiro and Toshi.

"I wonder what breeds they will have," Toshi commented. "I- I dunno." "Maybe I should get Marshmallow certified."

"Pffft...!" Izuku slapped him gently. "H- he wouldn' get o- outta yer h- house." The purple-haired boy shrugged. "Probably." Eijiro rolled his eyes. "Someday I want to meet Marshmallow in person." Izuku turned to him. "'e's big." Izuku gestured a large circle. "I c- could 'ardly p- pick 'im up." Eijiro gawked. "No way! I can't even beat you in arm wrestling!" Izuku nodded. "Big." Eijiro frowned. "Nu-uh! Let me see the picture again." Izuku smirked when Toshi leaned across him with his phone to show Eijiro and Eijiro gasped like it was the first time he had seen it. "He needs a diet, man." Toshi shrugged and took his phone back. "We've tried. Trust me."

"Did it work?"

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"N- no."

"Wow."

"Kirishima?" a woman in a black apron exited a grey door.

The three boys looked up. "Which one?" The pink-haired woman blushed. "My bad. Eijiro Kirishima?" Eijiro stood up with Mom. "Alright! I'll see you guys soon!" Izuku waved to his brother as the boy left.

Izuku leaned his head against the wall behind the chair. Toshi gently bumped his shoulder. "You okay?" Izuku nodded slowly.

After his suicide attempt last week, which Toshi had heard about from Sho, he could tell the others were trying to be more... protective of him? Making sure he wouldn't try it again which is fine. He promised he wouldn't and let his family help him. Izuku really doesn't know if he can be helped but he would trust them. It was the least he could do.

He feels that Mina and the others heard about it because they were being more friendly or bouncy than usual but he didn't mind. Izuku felt normal around them. Like he is just a normal thirteen-year-old boy without all of the overwhelming fear that seems to be constantly pressing at the back of his head.

"Kirishima?"

It was a different person this time. Same black apron but male. He looked suspiciously like the other woman though. Pink hair and the same face almost. Twins maybe?