~*~ song used is "Bubblegum Bitch" by Marina and the Diamonds ~*~
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The sound of clucking should have been what woke him up first, but in truth, it was the pecking on his nose. Sharp, quick jabs like needles around his face stirred him awake, and just as he cracked open blurry red eyes, a noise that sounded suspiciously like a rooster cock-a-doodle-dooed loudly in his ear.
Jerking up in sudden consciousness, Tomura's eyes landed on - you guessed it - a bloody rooster nestled on his chest, head tilted and black eyes blinking at him curiously.
If you were to accuse Tomura of shrieking like a little kid at that moment, you would be dust in the next.
The Decay Villain flung himself to his feet and - was that fucking glitter? - launched the rooster into the wall opposite of him. It let out a squawk as it made contact with the wall, and set the other roosters into a fluster at the noise. Tomura could only blink in wide-eyed bewilderment as he stared at the birds that rushed to and fro about his floor, scrabbling over each other and tearing apart his bedsheets that were...covered in..glitter. Tomura looked down.
From head to toe, all he could see was dark pink glitter clinging to his black pajamas.
Tomura shrieked in rage and spun around, looking for the culprit - culprits, obviously—none of the dumbasses in the League would be able to pull this off on their own - when he spotted something. Or lack thereof. The preserved gray hand he usually kept on his bedside table was missing. Tomura snarled in utter rage and made a move towards the door, flexing his fingers to get the stiffness out and prepare to strangle someone, when he noticed not only did his hands feel strange and make an odd crinkling noise when they moved, but that there was a weight on his head. In the next moment, three things happened.
One, Tomura noticed his hands were covered in gift wrap so he couldn't use his Quirk properly - plus pink ribbons were glued to all the places his grayed hands usually were.
Two, when he turned to look into the cracked mirror on his wall, he spotted the bright white bunny ears taped to his head.
And three, he barreled into his bedroom door to kill whoever thought this would be a funny idea...only to be pelted with brightly colored eggs the second the door slammed open.
Now covered in both glitter and the sticky yolk that was beginning to cook in his rage, Tomura spotted a green woven basket resting beside the broken door.
When he peered inside, he spotted a neon yellow sticky note sitting at the bottom.
Happy Easter, Chapstick. If you wanna find your hands you better get searchin with a smiley face drawn next to it.
Utterly dumbfounded that the other League members could be this fucking stupid, Tomura hooked his elbow under the basket handle - seeing as he couldn't grab it with his hands covered in wrapping paper - and decided when he next saw Kurogiri he would have him Warp everyone into the Sun or the nearest volcano.
Throughout the next few hours, Tomura spent his day searching for his hands - he had collected several so far and now only had three to go - and he had found pink and yellow Peeps hidden in the oddest places - some in the bathroom shower, in cabinets, boxes of cereal, stuffed into glass jars, and even squished between the pages of books and taped to ceiling fans.
When he checked the basement, the lights were turned off and he was again pelted with something - this time coins and pieces of candy - before the lights flicked back on and he was the only one in the room. On the bright side, he found two more hands, and the only one left was the one he wore on his face.
The only room yet to be searched was the bar.
When he left the basement and headed back up the stairs - this time cautious of any more sneak-attacks - he slowly opened the door to the bar area. He was not at all prepared for what he saw.
Colorful streams were hung from the ceiling, and the lightbulbs had been replaced with colored ones so that the room shone bright pinks, blues, and purples, and more Peeps were floating from strings, occasionally swaying back and forth like they had been recently put up. Fake grass-like material was scattered across the floor, with the roosters from his room pecking at Skittles that had been thrown around - Tomura knew they were the same roosters because a particularly big one had bitten his exposed foot when he stepped on its dragging tail feathers.
The finishing touch was a banner strung from one side of the room to the other reading in big red letters that looked suspiciously like blood, HAPPY FUCKIN EASTER TOMURA
Beneath the banner was a table and resting on top of the table was his face-hand, set in a position that made it look like a spider with the same pink-colored ribbons on his body tied around its wrists and the nails painted neon green.
Exhausted and eager to finish up this demented Easter egg hunt, Tomura rushed to the other side of the room and, ripping the wrapping paper around his hands with his sharpened teeth - fuck, why didn't he do that earlier? - and grabbed the hand, spinning around to head back to his room, when-
SPLAT!
-he was hit right in the face with a large chocolate cake.
Shrieking from both surprise and pain as the plate of the cake hit him square on the nose, Tomura reached his hands up instinctively to rot whoever the fuck dared hit him with a goddamn cake when the now-other occupants of the room burst out into loud laughter that sounded like it had been held in for hours.
"Ah, man, you should-" the speaker stopped to wheeze out a laugh, "-see your fuckin' face!" Tomura harshly wiped at his eyes to get out the chocolate frosting and saw Dabi hunched over as he cackled, Toga on the floor beside him giggling and Twice crying in laughter in the background.
"You!" Tomura roared as he lunged forward to choke the life out of the singed bastard - fuck using his Quirck, he was gonna make his death slow - when he slipped and fell on some frosting, which only made the others laugh harder. From his place floundering on the floor, he could hear Kurogiri sigh in exasperation.
Dabi continued to howl in laughter as Toga finally managed to get herself put enough together to gasp out a quick, "Be right back!" before bolting out of the room as Twice did something on his phone.
About ten minutes later Twice and Dabi had stopped laughing long enough to get up off the floor and into barstools, and Kurogiri started handing out some tequila and other alcoholic drinks as he gave Tomura a rag to try and wipe away the cake, glitter, dried egg yolk, and whatever else that had managed to stick to him in the last few hours. Toga burst back into the room carrying a box wrapped in the same paper that had covered Tomura's hands just as Twice started jabbering to himself about it being all his idea.
"Here ya go!" she giggled as she placed the box on the counter before him, twirling in place and looking at him with mirth in her eyes.
Instantly regretting it as he hesitantly began unwrapping the box, Tomura could only mutter a faint, "Fuck you," as Kurogiri shook his misty head with a sigh.
The Decay Villain opened the box to find a brown stuffed bunny with a bunch of store-bought chocolates. He reached in and Decayed the bunny with a touch of his five digits, which caused the girl to pout and slink over to another barstool and begin cleaning under her fingernails with one of her knives. Growling under his breath when Dabi snickered beside him, he looked back in the box when he thought he saw something else.
That 'something else' was dozens of pictures of him fumbling around for the last few hours covered in glitter and wearing bunny ears.
Worst fucking birthday ever...
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