Izuku flung the door open. "Mom! I'm home!"

"I'm in here, hun!" his mom shouted from the kitchen. Izuku removed his shoes, set his bag down in the entryway, and walked to their kitchen/dining-room. His mother was busy at the stove, somehow simultaneously playing a game on her phone, chopping vegetables, and crushing up herbs. Izuku kissed her on the cheek and she ruffled his hair. "How was school?"

"It was really great," Izuku said, getting an orange from the basket by the fridge, "Aizawa-sensei spent all class trying to cancel Hagaruke-san's Quirk because she bragged he couldn't."

"Which one is Hagaruke again?"

Izuku bit into his orange without peeling it. "Invisible one."

"Ah."

She set the vegetables on the stove and turned the heat on low. "Gotta cook it slow," she mumbled, "or it'll burn." She flung a dishtowel over her shoulder and walked past Izuku, to where she'd set a cup on the counter. En route, she smacked Izuku on the shoulder with the towel. "Speaking of."

He swallowed a hunk of orange. "Yeah?"

He heard her take a drink of her juice. She was always guzzling grape juice-Izuku used to as well, but Mineta had ruined it for him-although, it was better than when she'd briefly taken up chain-smoking when he was eleven. "Speaking of burnt, how's that Todoroki kid?"

The fruit in Izuku's mouth didn't know whether to go out or in. After a brief debate with itself, it decided on in. He gasped, clutching at his throat. Was it in his trachea? Was he gonna die?!

Inko whacked her son on the back a couple times, until he hacked it back up and swallowed it properly. He whirled in his chair to face her. "Christ on a bike, Mom!"

"What? Kid's got burns. You told me so yourself!"

"I can't even begin to process the logic involved in that statement," Izuku muttered, "and by the way, he's fine."

"Hm." Inko gulped down the rest of her juice. "May wanna put the orange down, hun. I'm being shocking again."

Izuku did as he was told.

"What kind of fine? Fine as in 'he's doing okay', fine as in 'I don't know', or fine as in 'damn, he's fine'?"

Izuku smacked a hand against his forehead. "Oh my god, Mom."

"What?" Inko asked, ruffling his hair again. "It's okay to be gay."

"I know that, mother, you told me when I was ten."

"But," she pressed on, "I didn't tell you about when your father-"

Izuku jumped up out of his chair so fast, Iida would be jealous. "I HAVE HOMEWORK!" He raced to his room, snatching his bag along the way, and flung himself across his bed. He could still hear his mom laughing in the other room.

"Christ alive," Izuku muttered, dropping his bag on the floor next to his bed. His phone went off in his pocket and he laboriously extricated it and stared at the screen.

Light Imagay

3:52 PM

Hey. What's up?

Izuku unlocked the screen and typed as quickly as his sore fingers would allow.

Mini-Might

3:52 PM

Nothing. My arm still hurts.

The phone went quiet for a moment before buzzing again.

Light Imagay

3:54 PM

I wonder why.

Mini-Might

3:54 PM

Shut uppppppppppp

Light was typing. Izuku set his phone aside and pulled out his homework-Present Mic had them reading his "favorite book": A Storm of Swords. He really didn't care that it wasn't the first in the series.

Light Imagay

3:58 PM

How's your fancy hero school :p ? Is Bakugou still a prick?

Izuku, relieved, set aside the novel.

Mini-Might

3:59 PM

Kacchan's…gotten better.

Light Imagay

4:00 PM

Because he's genuinely nicer, or because he's no longer the strongest one around, and someone will stop him from being a dickhead?

Mini-Might

4:02 PM

He's definitely not the strongest anymoee. That's Todoroki-kun.

Mini-Might

4:02 PM

*anymore

Light Imagay

4:05 PM

I'm glad you're making new friends

Light Imagay

4:05 PM

Deku

Izuku stared at the phone for a moment and sighed. He pushed it away, focusing on his work. Light would get over it-he always reacted poorly when Izuku was with anyone else. The two had been inseparable in their youth, but as old friends do, they had started to drift apart a bit. At first, it bothered Izuku, but not since he'd befriended Uraraka and Iida.

And Todoroki.

Izuku sighed, shook Light and Todoroki out of his mind, and began his math homework. Midnight really let her sadistic side out in class. He worked until his mother called him down for dinner, which he ate mostly silently, Light's words hanging over him like a shroud.

Later that night, after he went to bed, Izuku stared out the window at the moon. The silvery light pierced his eyes, shooting rays of purple into them.

It looks like Todoroki's eye…

Oh hai guys! I don't have much to say here besides "Hey! Do you like Skyrim? If so, check out my new story, A New Midnight! It's like if Christopher Nolan was adapting Skyrim to film but knew very little about Skyrim! Please review this story! I love you guys."

Unrelated, but I kinda changed Inko's personality, and by "changed her personality" I mean "turned her into my own mother."