Momo's head was throbbing. She hadn't seen what she was hit with, but it had disoriented her for long enough that her hands were tied behind her back and her legs bound togther. She was only able to force herself into a sitting position because of the wall behind her and she had a terrible time focusing on the sight before her. When she did, alarm shot through her immediately.
Bakugo was on the ground before her, arms tied behind him like hers, but he looked much more injured. There were bloody scrapes in his costume and a vut on his brow was bleeding heavily. Kneeling over him was a woman that made her heart stop. She dragged a knife much to close to Bakugo's neck and Momo called out her name in shock.
"Toga?"
The woman looked over to Momo and smiled like she was happy to see her, like they were friends. It made a shiver go down her spine and filled her with trepidation. "Isn't he so cute when he's sleeping?" Toga asked.
"Leave him alone, Toga!" Momo yelled.
Toga tilted her head as she watched Momo. "You can't keep him all to your self, Yaomomo."
"Don't call me that!"
Toga's grin became wider. "You want me to call you Momo!" she decided. "Because we're such good friends? That's right. That's good. You can call me Himiko, too."
"Toga-"
"Himiko!" she insisted. "You'll get it eventually." She turned back to Bakugo, dragging a finger across the blood on his forehead. "Isn't he so beautiful?"
"Don't touch him."
Toga laughed, bright and happy. "Are you jealous?" Toga questioned. "Don't worry, I don't mind sharing. I get to go first though."
Toga placed her knife at his throat and dragged it down, cutting through the fabric of his shirt and being forceful enough that she left a line of blood where the fabric fell away. The pain was enough that Bakugo gasped, jolted into awakeness.
"Fuck!"
Toga giggled. "Not now, Baku-baby. We don't have time to play that rough."
Bakugo jerked up and scrambled away from her. "What the fuck are you doing you maniac?"
Toga glanced over at Momo. "Isn't it cute how he's got little pet names for us?"
"You stay the fuck away from me, you freak!" Bakugo yelled as loud as he could.
Toga pouted. "Fine, be that way. I need to get blood from My-Momo anyway." She twirled the knife in her hand as she stood, licking her lips. "I'm such a lucky girl, having two absolute cuties to play with."
Bakugo stood, burning his ropes with a small explosion. "Touch her and you fucking, die!"
Toga sighed. "I told you that I don't have time to play that long, Baku-baby." She tilted her head as she watched him and added, "But how can I say no to you?" She darted toward Bakugo.
Momo used the distraction to make a blade with her quirk, cutting herself out of the ropes. Then she made herself a staff, coming up behind Toga in time to knock her out.
Bakugo was breathing heavily, but she wasn't sure if it was from rage or pain. "I fucking hate this bitch. We are not taking anymore league missions," he insisted.
"You won't hear any complaints from me," she told him. "Now let's figure out how to get out of here.