This all started with a weird drawing a did at 3 am. Just "What would Izuku look like in Ink's clothes?" and it developed from there.
I apologize for my trashiness.
I like Undertale AUs and My Hero Academia at the moment so this is what has spawned.
I don't own Ink Sans or My Hero Academia.
Anyway...
On with the trainwreck!
The day that Izuku turned four was an odd day. The day started off as normal as could be expected, with his mother getting him up for breakfast before sending him off to school. Nothing felt unusual or strange other than the excitement in his belly at the thought of his birthday and all that it would entail. The Midoriya household was warm and happy as his mother burst into tears of joy at her baby boy's birthday, smothering him in hugs and kisses and well wishes for the day as soon as he had stepped into the kitchen. After a filling breakfast, he quickly dressed himself and gathered his things for school.
"Have a good day, Izuku!" Inko called out, smiling and waving at the small boy. Izuku waved back and made his way happily to school, some spring in his step from excitement. He was four now and that mean that he would develop his quirk soon! Maybe today! Just the thought made the boy beam in happiness.
Presently, 80% of the world populace had developed supernatural abilities. Most of said people with supernatural powers were in Japan. These supernatural abilities were now called "Quirks". Quirks could be anything, like his friend Kacchan who could make explosions! Kacchan had developed his Quirk a week after his fourth birthday in July, so he hoped that within the week he would also get a quirk. Maybe one that was like his mom or dad's! Quirks were mostly passed on in a variation or combination of their parents, but at times quirks mutated to something completely different. But any Quirk would do in Izuku's mind. He just wanted one so that he could become a Hero, and save people, just like his hero All Might! He was the best and most amazing Hero in the world! He was the number one Hero and Izuku wanted to be just like him! With the hope of his quirk developing soon, Izuku rushed to school to try and find Kacchan.
"Izu! You're late!" a small boy with ash blonde hair called out angrily from the front of the building. His red eyes locked on to the green-eyed boy and his proud smirk said that he was only joking. Izuku laughed and ran over to his friend.
"Hi Kacchan!" the smaller boy greeted happily.
"Guess what, Kacchan?! It's my birthday!" the small boy laughed, dancing around happily, stars in his eyes in excitement. Kacchan, real name Bakugo Katsuki, just rolled his eyes at his friend's antics. The small, green haired boy was always like a ball of sunshine. It was annoying sometimes, but it was mostly endearing. Now, was such an example.
"Yeah, I know, ya nerd. I've known you since you were a baby!" he chuckled. " So, has your quirk appeared yet?" he asked, to which Izuku deflated a bit and shook his head.
"No, no yet. But it's still early! It might take a week like you, Kacchan!" the boy exclaimed and Katsuki nodded, accepting that answer. Izuku was younger, so it made sense that his Quirk would take a while to develop.
"Yeah, probably. I mean, it's barely your birthday, Izu. You probably still have to wait." The blonde said. Izuku pouted at the thought of waiting, glaring at the ground. It took everything Katsuki had in him not to bust out laughing at his friend. The smaller boy looked like a kicked puppy like that and not at all angry as he probably felt.
"Come, on, Izu. You'll get your quirk soon." Katsuki comforted him and Izuku looks up at him, still pouting.
"You mean it, Kacchan?" He asked, sounding slightly miserable. Katsuki nodded in encouragement.
"Yeah! Then we can grow up and train to be the best Heroes in the world, just like All Might!" Katsuki cheered, his chest swelling up in pride. His Quirk was strong and powerful. Everyone told him so, so there was no way that he wouldn't become a great Hero. It would be easier with Izuku by his side as either his comrade or his sidekick. At the encouragement, Izuku perked up again, the sparkle back in his eyes.
"I hope I get something as cool as your quirk! Then we could go and become heroes together! Just like All Might!" To that, the blond nodded excitedly, his eyes widening and sparkling brightly at the mention of his favorite hero.
"Yeah! But you're small and younger than me! If you get a weak quirk, you can just be my sidekick!" the taller boy proclaimed. Izuku didn't really want to be a sidekick, but that was a real possibility if he developed a weak quirk. Shaking his head lightly, he cleared his head of those thoughts. He didn't want to think of that. He had hope that he would get a really cool quirk become an amazing Hero.
"Ah, it's almost time for class! Let's go!" Katsuki said, jolting Izuku out of his thoughts. Izuku screeched before grabbing Katsuki's hand and dragging him to their classroom. The day went by as usual until they got to art class. The class was working with ink today, so they had to be very careful with it in order to not stain their clothes. The scent of the ink was strong in the air and the teacher was going around and helping the kids hold their brushes before they started painting. As Izuku was getting the hang of holding his brush, he stared at the page before, wondering what he would try and make.
"The ink smells nasty. Why are we using it, anyway? I like crayons more." Katsuki pouted and struggled with using his ink. Izuku shrugged and turned pack to his paper. He didn't mind the smell, actually. It was comforting in a weird way, but he didn't want to make his friend mad. Izuku looked at his small inkpot curiously, looking at the contents in fascination. The black swirling contents seemed to flash with dark blues and purples. It reminded him slightly of grapes and blueberries. Maybe it tasted the same way…? His thought process was suddenly snapped back to reality at the sound of a scream and crash of an inkpot shattering on the tile. A little girl was crying as flowers started blooming on her head and hands. She had knocked over her inkpot as her Quirk had suddenly manifested. It was then that Izuku had realized that he had his inkpot lifted up to his lips and it looked like he was about to drink it. Hesitantly, he looked around to see if others had noticed, but they were all focusing on the girl.
"It's alright, children. Suki-chan is fine. You can all go back to painting now." The teacher said, leading the girl out and presumably to the nurse. With that, the children resumed their class. It was not unusual for children to spontaneously come into their powers at school, so the children and teachers alike were not shaken by it.
"Hmm. Her Quirk was ok. Not powerful. I don't think she could be a hero with that." Katsuki said, sneering at the Quirk. Izuku pouted at his friend's words.
"Don't say that, Kacchan! Maybe she can! Like, what if she can grow poisonous flowers?! Or launch the seeds like bullets?" Izuku said excitedly, starting to jump around in his seat at the very thought of all the possibilities of a new quirk. Katsuki rolled his eyes before bonking his friend on the head.
"Hey, Izu, calm down and stop nerding." He said, the knock on the boy's head calming him down. Izuku blushed brightly and looked down.
"Sorry, Kacchan." Izuku apologized and went back to his painting, dipping in his brush and pondering what he could paint. He finally decided on a bird and painted it out as best as he could. It was not bad for his first attempt. He was only four, after all.
"Kacchan, look! Isn't it pretty?" Izuku said and showed his picture to his friend. Katsuki looked over and smiled.
"That looks great, Izu! Look at mine! It's a porcupine!" Katsuki said and proudly showed his picture off. His page was covered in a circle with multiple points coming out of it. It certainly resembled an angry porcupine. Or a poufy Pomeranian.
"That's so cool!" Izuku crowd and clapped. "Are those explosions in the back?" he asked as he looked further at the picture. Katsuki nodded happily and his palms let out a few pops from his Quirk.
"Yeah, cuz explosions are awesome, like me!" He cheered and Izuku nodded encouragingly, happy for his friend. Izuku carefully stowed his picture in his bag to show his mother when he got home. It was his birthday, but maybe it could be a gift for her. Finally, the class was over, and they went back to their normal classroom assignments.
"Hey Kacchan, are you gonna come to my birthday tonight?" the smaller boy asked and Katsuki nodded.
"Duh! I always go to your parties like you always go to mine! Besides, Aunty Inko makes the best cakes." The older boy said, nodding to himself and following Izuku's example at putting his porcupine picture carefully in his backpack. Izuku blushed and nodded. Katsuki had been going to his birthday parties since he had been born. Their mothers were friends and as such, their sons had spent a lot of time together.
"Ok! Mom said that the party was gonna be at 7 after school." He said, smiling happily. Katsuki nodded.
"Ok. I'll tell the old hang and we there at 7." Izuku nodded in excitement. "I hope she makes the chocolate cake." They nodded and went back to paying attention to their teacher, both hoping that what Katsuki wished came true.
Later on in the day, Izuku was now home and helping his mother decorate their apartment. On the other end of the kitchen. Mitsuki, Katsuki's mother was also setting up decorations while Masaru, Katsuki's father, was in the living room tying up balloons. Inko giggled and ruffled her son's hair fondly as he handed her some balloons.
"Thank you, sweetie. Why don't you go and play with Katsuki? Mitsuki and I will finish getting this done!" she said, shooing her son off, to which he nodded happily and ran off to his room to find his friend.
"Kacchan!" he called out, finding his friend on his bed and looking at his All Might magazines.
"Hey. Are they done yet? I'm starving! Please don't tell me that old hag is helping with the food. We'll be poisoned!" Katsuki yelled and Izuku laughed, shaking his head.
"No. Last I checked, Aunty Mitsuki was still helping put up decorations." He smiled and looked over at the magazine the taller boy was holding.
"Ohh! My new magazine! Do you like it!? Mom got it for me yesterday! It's the newest issue!" the boys then began to talk excitedly about their favorite hero and about the rest of the heroes.
"Boys! Come on out!" Inko called out and the boys scrambled up from the bed to dash into the living room. On the way there though, Izuku remembered his ink painting in his backpack. Quickly, he unzipped his bag to bring out his picture before following the older boy.
"Mom! Mom! Here! I made a painting for you in class!" he called out, running to his mother and handing her his painting. Inko cooed and kneeled down to hug him.
"Thank you so much! It's beautiful! I'll put it up on the fridge now." She giggled, loving the beaming face of joy on his face. With that, the party was now underway. Izuku and Inko had only invited the Bakugo family due to the limited space of their apartment and the fact that that was all who Izuku wanted to invite. He had other friends at school that he could have invited, but all his most important people were all there now, so he was happy. He didn't need anyone else. Not to mention Katsuki tended to get…explosive when others were around him that he didn't deem cool enough.
"Izuku! It's time for cake! Come here to the kitchen so that we can all sing to you!" his mother called out, distracting the boy from his games with Katsuki in the living room. The boys exchanged an excited look before scrambling to their feet and dashing to the kitchen at the promise of cake. Inko chuckled as she picked up her four-year-old and placed in in the chair at the table in front of the cake. The others gathered around Izuku and his cake and began to sing his birthday song.
"Ok, Izuku! Blow out the candles and make a wish!" Inko smiled, looking happily down at her son. Oh, how she wished that Hisashi was here for this moment. Sadly, he was still overseas, but he had called Izuku earlier today to wish him a happy birthday. For the little boy, it was enough, and she was thankful for that.
"Ok mom!" The boy squealed and closed his eyes, thinking about his wish before blowing out the candles. It had to be good wish too, or it would come true and he'd want to change it.
"Hurry and get it over with, Izu! I want cake!" Katsuki called out, only to be shushed by his mother by a swift "love tap" to the back of the head. At the yelp let out by the boy, everyone in the apartment laughed before quickly quieting down.
'I wish…I-I wish that I could get an amazing quirk and be able to help people and become the best hero ever with Kacchan!' the boy though in his head viciously before blowing out the candles, his eyes still closed tight. He was expecting to be met with a hug from his mom and cheers from the guests, but all he was met with was silence. Opening his eyes, he turned to see the others with heir mouths gaping open and staring at something on the table. Curiously, the boy turned to where they were all looking and felt his jaw drop just like the others. There, sitting just behind his birthday cake was a strange looking bird. It looked strangely 2D and black and white, but it was clearly moving and letting out little tweeting sounds.
"Y-your Quirk…" Inko stuttered, still staring at the cartoonish bird. As she broke the silence, pandemonium broke out.
"Holy shit!" Katsuki yelled, staring in amazement at the bird, and was then yelled at by both of his parents for his language. Inko was stammering and wondering how Izuku had managed to develop a Quirk like this. It was then that she noticed that her son looked a little bit sick. Not only that, but around one of his eyes there was a bright gold star.
"Izuku? What's wrong? What is it, baby?" She asked, worried, which caught the attention of the other guests who then also turned their attention to the boy.
It was then that Izuku opened his mouth and black ink poured out of his mouth.
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And here is is.
Should i continue Shattered?
Yes, Yes i should.
Will i?
dunno
Anyway, till next time. Stay true.
