"Shota, this is my daughter Uraraka Ochaco and she is perfect and adorable, and I love her so much!"
"Nice to meet you!" Ochaco chirps, holding out her hand. Amused, Shota takes it – surprised when Hizashi's hand clamps down on his wrist as soon as he grasps Ochaco's tiny hand.
"What?"
"Just in case."
Shota blinks. Realizing that suddenly, he was looking down at Hizashi and a sheepish Ochaco, perched on his hip. Shota's feet keep floating upwards until he is horizontal, only kept from drifting away by Hizashi's hold on him. Hizashi sets Ochaco down in order to reach up for Shota's other hand, keeping him from spinning.
"Ah." Shota says, his stomach a little queasy at the odd feeling of weightlessness. "Her quirk?"
"Yep. We're still working on how to cancel it." Hizashi says as Shota erases her quirk, landing neatly on his feet, still holding onto Hizashi for balance as his hair fell back down around his shoulders.
"I'm sorry! It was an accident!" Ochaco cries, covering her face with both hands, which had the unfortunate side effect of making her float. Hizashi cursed, letting go of Shota to reach for the girl.
"That explains the baby leash." Shota nodded towards the pink child harness Ochaco wore in the form of a backpack, the other end looped around Hizashi wrist. The blonde nodded, laughing, and used the leash to tug her down until he was able to grab hold of her. Shota erased her quirk again, Hizashi letting out a soft oomph as gravity pulled her down again.
She apologized again as Hizashi set her down on the ground, kneeling besides her with his hand on her back.
"It's okay, sweetie, we know it was an accident. Do you feel okay?" She admittedly was looking rather green. She had her hands pressed tight to her mouth, and she shook her head. "Are you going to throw up?"
She shuts her eyes tight, and then slowly takes her hands away from her mouth, smiling slightly. "N-nope."
"Great! I'm proud of you, sweetheart!" Hizashi grins and kisses her forehead.