My name is Kaida Bakugou.
(Shit, that's a really lame way to start a story, but I've already committed, so I guess I'll just roll with it.)
Now, before you all start yapping your heads off, yes, my father married. You may be shocked to hear that my father calmed down enough to find someone to date, much less marry, and to that I say: he really didn't calm down all that much. I know, shocker right? The big bad Boom Bitch still just as big and scary as he was? I'm shook.
Okay, but seriously, I think he's changed a ton from his childhood. My mother tells me stories of how he used to be, and well, it sounded like he was ruder, and an ass to most people, and if I'm being honest, he's still a really intense guy. But (and I know this is going to sound biased because I'm his kid, but whatever), he's not just this big ball of rage. I mean sure, he blows up a lot, but he also uses that passion he has to push, himself, along with me and Mom, forward. I know he's made me a better person because of his intensity (believe it or not). I really owe a lot to him and his furry. After all, they did crack me out of my shell.
It still kinda baffles me how he ever got my mom to marry him. She's like the sweetest person in the world. You know what? Scratch that. She is the sweetest person in the world. I will fight you on this one. You have no idea how many nights where she has stayed up late helping me with homework, or teaching me how to deal with imaginary monsters. It's nuts the length this woman will go to in order to cheer me up. One time after I failed a test, she spent a whole day trying over and over again to bake a batch of cookies for me (she's really not a good cook but it was the thought that counted). I honestly don't know what I would do without her. Sure my dad may have taught me the nitty gritty stuff light fighting and advanced academics, but my mother taught me how to fucking LIVE. She taught me how to deal with my problems, and how to be a better, kinder person. Plus, I would literally be dead if it weren't for that woman.
Anyways.
My mom used to tell me that the two of them fell in love in high school, and were married when they were… I think twenty-something? I don't know. I don't really care much for timelines. It's a really long story of how they fell in love, and it's sickeningly romantic. I fucking hate romance, so I'll spare you the details. After all, this isn't even their story anymore.
It's mine.
Well, actually…
It's ours.
(As I said, I already committed to that shitty opening so I'm running with it.)
The story I'm about to tell you is about my life growing up with my father, Katsuki Bakugou: a loud, tough love kinda guy who takes shit from no one, and the number two hero; and my mother: Ochako Bakugou, the sweetest person in the world, a kind and caring woman, and the number five hero.
And then there's me: the daughter of two top heroes and an anxious ball of stress and genius.
Let's fucking do this.
YAY! A new story that will take forever for me to update! WOOH!
Okay but really, I am super excited for this story. I have had this OC for a while now, and I wrote a one-shot on her, but here's the actual story now.
Shout out to SweetSugarStand! They suggested to continue with this story and helped me get this going! Thanks, man! You were a big help!
I can't wait to see where this story goes, and I hope that you all come along for the ride! I know that Kaccako fics aren't super popular, but you know what? Who cares. I love them so I will write about them. You can quote me on that but I know you won't, so there.
(idk I'm so tired and I'm rambling)
k bye
