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"Did you remember your tooth brush?" Toshinori fretted, nearly vibrating as he hovered near his son.
"He's fine. I have the sleeping bags. I checked Harrison's bag last night. All we need is the bag I sat by the back door. I already plan to have him sleeping next to me, so we don't have to worry about any of that at the camp. We will see you in a couple of weeks." Shouta assured. Making both Toshinori and Hizashi even more anxious. Both looked nearly in tears. Ugh, emotional men... his emotional men. The dark-haired man's face involuntarily softened at the traitorous intense enamored feeling that zinged through him. Shouta sighed, "I-I love both of you." He grumbled, awkwardly pulling each of them in for a short hug and a rare kiss to the cheek. "Make sure to take care of yourselves while we're gone." He tried his best not to show how much it worried him to be away from the pair for so long. Shouta hadn't even thought he could like Toshinori in the beginning let alone... actually end up loving him as much as he did. Hizashi was always right about those sorts of things though. He had insisted he would if he just gave the other man a chance. Toshinori was very lovable after all... even if he was an oaf most of the time.
Harry wasn't so stilted with his affection as he clung to Toshinori and Hizashi balling his eyes out. He had been having bad dreams again, about his parents fighting and him not getting to see his mother or second dad anymore. He wasn't sure why, but he couldn't stop thinking about it even as they all assured him everything was fine. He had never been away from his parents for so long before it was so scary! Harrison didn't understand why it didn't bother or scare his fellow classmates who had done nothing but talked about the trip and how excited they were about it for the last few weeks. He couldn't imagine ever wanting to leave his parents nor did he want to be away from the safe comforting smells and familiarity of their home.
Shouta rolled his eyes. "We really need to get going now. You know I don't like being any less than 15 to 20 minutes early when it comes to these sorts of things. I have to set a good example for your classmates... It's important to lead by example after all." He said, an obvious exhaustion in his tone of voice.
"Wait how do you plan to get there in time?" Hizashi asked, getting an incredulous look from Shouta.
"You do realize I told you last night and the day before that and the day before that you would need to take us... Also, you both do realize that Toshinori has to be at his doctor's appointment in an hour right?" Shouta pointed out. Quickly feeling far less confident in leaving the two as the pair's faces quickly twisted up in startled panic. He ran a hand down his face. "I left a schedule and a list on the table. Look at it together when you get back. You have to go to the Hero's ward at MG. It's just your Bi-weekly checkup." Shouta explained, not even trying to hold back his pained expression at that point.
"Wait... Bi-weekly? When did it change to that?" Toshinori questioned as he slipped on his shoes. Happy for once that the other man had forced them to get dressed.
"Uh... for the last two months..." Shouta said, both looking and sounding positively incredulous.
"Oh, well, that does make a lot more sense! I was wondering why I suddenly had to go to the doctor more often." Toshinori said. Readily accepting what the brunet had told him. In his opinion going to the doctor that much was total over kill but he thought it best to just accept what the other man was saying. He knew that he probably thought he wasn't going enough or something, the worry wart. That and Toshinori really didn't want the humiliation of being drug there by either of his boyfriends. He was sure that Hizashi might try to be a little more tactful and gentler about it but he was equally as likely to pick him up and cheerfully sit him on the secretary's desk if he didn't cooperate.
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"Harry, my Harry! My pretty-pretty! Fumi, look! Our Harry's here! He's here! Isn't he so pretty? Our pretty? Fumi tell him he's our pretty!" Dark Shadow eagerly jabbered warbling affectionately at Harry and giving him painfully obvious doey eyes. Then teasingly jabbing at Fumikage's feathers as they fluffed up in utter embarrassment.
"You are a menace!" Fumikage lamented, trying to not show how flustered he was as his classmates looked on. Thankfully most of the others were still quite tired and only Kaminari had the energy to make any innuendos.
"It's okay Har' Har' Fumi things you're super pretty too! And Smart, super smart! And the nicest. Fum-Fumi's always going on about his Radiant Goddess this and that!" Dark Shadow said making his voice high pitch and screechy, getting a sputtering embarrassed shout of his name from the bird headed teen even as Harry was a blushing gushing mess. Looking at the pair like they hung the moon and the stars.
"You're letting your feelings show again To-Fumikage." Shinsou teased. Tone tired though good natured.
"Yes... Well as you know Dark Shadow is very… excitable today... I apologize, once again, for him keeping you up. I would not have accepted your offer if I had known he would keep the both of us awake for so long!" Fumikage apologized to the purple haired boy.
"So, mean! So so mean to me Fum-Fumi! they're so mean! See Har, see? Mean mean mean!" Dark Shadow indigently squawked hissing at the pair before nuzzling against Harry's wet locks. At that point Harry didn't even know what was going on. He crooned and comforted the shadow creature anyways. Hoping that focusing on the energetic sentient quirk would help keep his mind off of the fact that he wouldn't be able to see either of his dads for about a month.
Shinsou rolled his eyes while Fumikage huffed when Dark Shadow preened and began shooting the pair smug looks even as he chirped cutely at Harry. It was pretty obvious that Dark Shadow was doing his best to make the pair feel jealous.
"He does realize he reflects your emotions, right?" Shinsou questioned.
"He realizes he is annoying." Fumikage grumbled, narrowing his eyes at the shadow creature while pointedly ignoring Shinsou's words.
"What's wrong with all of you? Get on the bus! The stragglers have shown up and we have wasted nearly 5 and a half minutes. We were supposed to leave near 9 minutes ago." Aizawa stressed, eye twitching.
"Of course sir! Sorry sir! I have created a seating chart, please line up in single fill as I read off your names!" Iida exclaimed, going through his bag to find a piece of paper as everyone pilled on past him. "Here it is! Now Kirishima is to sit with-"
"Get on, we need to leave." Aizawa grumbled shooing the boy into the bus and hopped in the driver's seat.
"Wait but!- why do I even bother?" The speedy teen sighed as he realized everyone was already on the bus and not at all following the seating chart he had so carefully created.
"Wait... Mr. Aizawa isn't going to be the one driving right?" Fumikage asked, tone bordering on terror.
"Alright, three rules. Don't get out of your seats. No crying or freaking out or trying to escape the bus and no bothering me while I'm driving." The man insisted, beginning to pull the vehicle out of the school's driveway.
"Wait why do I have like a super bad feelin'? I mean crying or tryin' to escape the bus what does that even mean?" Mineta complained, doing his best to give the teacher the hairy eyeball.
"Oh shit! He's driving! He's driving, crap crap crap! Every man for themselves!" Kirishima wailed, clinging to his seat with a vice grip. The teen's breathing speeding up alarmingly.
"What the hell shitty hair? Calm down! You're acting like we're all going to die or something." Bakugou growled.
"Because we are!" Kirishima squeaked, almost affronted sounding that Bakugou wasn't more concerned. "I didn't even think he was actually legal on the road let alone to drive a bus!"
Bakugou snorted. "I thought you were supposed to be manly or something." He mocked, rolling his eyes.
"This is different man. You haven't been in a car with him!" Kirishima said defensively eyes darting all over.
Fumikage, Harry and Shinsou all sat absolutely ridged, looking like they were ready for their lives to flash before their very eyes any minute.
"Uh, are you guys alright? What's wrong?" Momo asked, clear confusion and concern on her face.
"You better all be situated now. We are finally at the UA gates and will be leaving the school grounds. I'm not stopping for anything until we get to the training camp." Aizawa's bored voice boomed through the bus.
"I totally didn't think to bring a barf bag with me! Damn it! I totally broke rule 2 of being in a car with Mr. Aizawa driving! Stupid stupid!" Kirishima reprimanded himself.
"Why would you need barf bags?" Tsuyu asked with a slightly worried looking frown on her normally stoic face.
Kirishima groaned as his stomach lurched the moment he was about to answer. Their teacher made it onto the road at top speed. Flying out of the school grounds and rocketing through and around traffic. Practically preforming acrobatics with the bus as he sat white knuckled, snarling at everyone else on the road.
"Oh, my gods! Their right we are going to die! We're definitely going to die!" Momo shrieked as she did her best to cling to the bus seat along with everyone else on the bus. She along with several other students burst into tears out of terror.
"I think I'm going to be sick!" Aoyama exclaimed.
"Me to!" Denki whimpered.
"I-I know why he made-made me take Dramamine." Harry managed to squeak. "And-and gave me this!" Harry said letting out a pathetic shaky laugh and held a barf bag meant for air plane use.
"Pass-pass it, pass it!" Kirishima begged nearly as green as Midoriya's hair by that point. He thrusted one arm out across the bus isle desperately toward Harrison and held his hand over his mouth with the other.
"Please just let me die peacefully." Shinsou begged, his voice was almost inaudible with all the screaming from the other students and screeching of cars coming from all sides. He did his best to clench his eyes shut and keep not just himself but the other two sitting in the seat with him from flying out of the seat and pingponging all over the bus. Why did he have to decide to take the outside part of the seat?
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In the end everyone was more than a little bruised up and traumatized. Once they got out of the city the ride was still ridiculously fast but it was leagues better. The route to where ever they were going ended up keeping them on the same road so at least they didn't have to experience any more death-defying turns!
"Todoroki's such a nice guy!" Uraraka said.
"Super brave to!" The invisible girl, Toru, Exclaimed in a dreamy tone of voice.
Todoroki had somehow been alright with Momo creating a chair for him to set next to the seat he had shared with the Blond, half French, navel laser user who had already gone through 4 barf bags and was laid out across the seat positively miserable.
"I feel like opening the window should help him feel better." Tsuyu said, a finger resting on her chin in thought.
"Do you guys... like think we will be stopping soon? I totally have to go to the bathroom!" Mineta whimpered for at least the 8th time in the last hour, wiggling frantically in his seat.
Confusion filled the bus as it very suddenly came to a spot at a little scenic view stop which was barely carved out of the mountain side next to the road.
"Alright, all of you off of the bus." Aizawa announced getting off first.
"Out of my way out of my way! I've got to pee!" The grape haired teen desperately shrieked darting around in an attempt to find a bathroom, even a port'a'potty, anywhere.
"This doesn't seem like much of a rest spot." Kirishima complained.
"Sir please! I really need a restroom!" Mineta implored, pure desperation on his face.
"Do you all really think that I had us stop here to stretch your legs?" The brunet asked, looking mildly annoyed.
"Why is there a random car there?" Todoroki asked, completely dead panned as he pointed at a dark expensive looking vehicle conspicuously parked a little to the side with tinted windows.
That moment car doors popped open and two women dressed in ridiculous cat like costumes hopped out. "Hi there Erasure!"
The class made startled noises as their teacher immediately bowed, "It's been a long time no see." He said.
"Your feline fantasies have arrived! Say meow!" A brown-haired girl in red with a short skirt, fake cat paws, a fake cat tail and ears, and tasseled boots said, enthusiastically posing.
"Purr~fectly cute and cat~like girls!" A blond one in similar blue clothing exclaimed with a wink.
"And you can call us the wild wild pussycats!" They shouted together and posed excitedly. An embarrassed looking little boy stood to the side looking a mixture between lost and wanting to be anywhere else. Most of the class looked equally as pained and uncomfortable.
Izuku of course began fan boying shouting facts about how they were a 4-person team that specialized in mountain rescues. Ending up putting his foot in his mouth when he spouted a fact about how long they had been a team and nearly had the blond's gloved claws end up in his skull.
"So anyway... You will all be training with us this summer. We own all the land around here and the training camp that you have all came here for is at the base of the mountain over there."
"Um... Ma'am how... do we get there?" Kirishima all but squeaked.
"I already think we know that." Tsuyu said with a grimace, slowly beginning to back away from the edge of the rest stop's fencing.
"Yeah... let's head back to the bus!" Denki said, laughing nervously as he began to quick walk.
"You didn't really think it would be that easy, did you? Your training starts now after all." Shouta said, grinning.
"Oh my god! Ever man for himself!" Kirishima shrieked as the ground began to shake and lift. He along with the others quickly got swept up in the sudden land slide and thrown over the mountain side to the ground below.
"It's 9:30 right now! If you try hard you might be able to make it by 12. If you don't make it by 12:30 then, well, bad kitties don't get fed~ lunch!" The woman dressed in red all but purred.
"This is private land so you won't get in trouble for using your quirks and should have plenty of time so you should make it with time to spare... if you can make it through our little beast forest, that is!" The woman giggled.
"Wait... where's Harrison?" Aizawa suddenly said. Tone mildly panicked as he looked over the ledge and didn't see him. Where was he? Had he actually already gone ahead? That didn't seem like him. Though it wasn't like he was planning to toss him down there anyways. It was strange to feel so much anxiety shoot through him.
"H-Harrison? Who's that?"
"My son of course." The man said in a flat tone of voice.
"Son?!" The blond sputtered.
Shouta sighed. "Yes, son, he has a volatile quirk... If you can try to watch out for him. He has long Black hair and green eyes. He's really short too. Anyway, I need some more coffee... let's get going."
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"Wait... so none of you have seen him? He wasn't with you?" Aizawa asked, paling as his group of brats finally managed to make it to the camp.
"No! We thought he would be with you!" Iida insisted, sounding positively panicked.
"Yes, the last time any of us had seen him was on the bus! The medicine Mr. Yagi insisted that he took for the drive made him extremely tired. We left him asleep in that yellow sleeping bag when we left to stretch our legs!" Fumikage explained, clearly distressed.
"Are you sure? Tiger here unpacked the bus and didn't say anything about an extra person still there." The girl in red, who introduced herself as, Mandalay, said.
The muscular skirted man rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I didn't…. actually, check inside. Erasurehead said that the students were required to pack everything in the luggage storage compartment on the outside of the bus to prevent misplacing things and bringing anything beyond the necessities. I didn't… think it would be necessary to check. I just drove the bus to the camouflaged parking." The man admitted.
"Oh..."
"Oh?" Aizawa pressed, teeth bared.
"That's pretty far away." Their teammate, Ragdoll, said.
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Waking up all alone somewhere Harry had never been to before was bad enough but waking up totally alone with the sun on the very cusp of setting was far worse! Especially in such a heavily wooded area, it was terrifying even. He quickly came to realize the bus was locked after that. Did something happen? Was everyone safe?
After realizing he was clearly all alone in a strange place in the middle of nowhere Harry did what most people would have done in his situation and freaked out. He may or may not have had a tearful break down and or nearly fainted from hyperventilation as well. After calming down enough to... sort of, think straight… Harry decided to slide one of the windows open as far as it would go. He grimaced at how far he had to jump to get down and decided to throw his sleeping bag to the ground. Harrison Hoped that it would give him at least a tiny bit of cushioning. It was harder for Harry to slip out of the window than he was expecting. Sure, it barely went down because he wasn't using the emergency widow... Just in case villains or something were around... but he was sure even just a couple of months before hand he could practically do summersaults through the thing. It wasn't like he was near getting stuck or anything, but his hips were definitely wider than before.
Tossing the sleeping bag down hadn't been helpfully. Not even slightly.. Somehow Harrison thought that it would be, but he ended up overshooting it by not just a few inches but feet and ended up face planting into the ground. His teeth and shoulders practically rattling as he spat out blood from biting his tongue. Harry was just thankful he hadn't accidently taken it off with his teeth, being more like razor blades, than your average persons.
After that he gathered his sleeping bag and wolfed down one of the half-eaten baggies of Trail mix his mother had practically chucked at his head once they had gotten to the bus. He was ravenous at that point and still somehow groggy. Wow, he totally got that dosage wrong! Not just a little wrong but out of the ball park. Sleeping all day and the idea of falling asleep in a bush somewhere wasn't all that unappealing to be honest. Even the possibility of villains lurking around wasn't that deterring he was still so sleepy. The mouth dryness was probably the only thing that kept him from being comfortable enough to curl up in the middle of an actual forest to go to sleep. It had Harry more than a little thirsty.
A few more hours and Harry was back to panicking. He was beyond tired, thirsty and really really hungry. Harry was just glad he had really good night vision or he would be stumbling around in the dark and he didn't think his heart could take it, especially after giant monster things made out of mud started chasing him around. Although he didn't think it was the safest move Harry decided to let his quirk enhance his speed to avoid as many of those things as possible, making it pretty effortless to outrun the monsters. Relief zinged through him at the release of the energy. Harry was sure he wouldn't have been able to hold it back much longer anyway. A tree sized beast was trying to kill him after all he was pretty sure that warranted enough stress to have his quirk freaking out.
After that some crazy cat girl and man had tried snatching him or attacking or something along those lines. It didn't matter as he wasn't about to stick around to listen even as it felt like his stomach was seizing on him.
"There you are! You problem child! I was so worried about you!" Shouta snarled even as he looked both utterly exhausted and relieved. Harry was all over him in an instant blubbering happily. His quirk instantly settled under his skin as his mother wrapped him in his arms and gave the top of his head a pat and a quick discreet kiss. "Don't you scare me like that again! I mean it!" The brunet said in a sharp lecturing sort of tone of voice as he began leading him through the forest. The man ignored any attempts at allowing Harrison to keep some dignity once he realized how cold his son's skin had become and how badly he was shaking and swaying once it seemed the adrenalin had worn off. He picked him up like a small child. Frankly it was faster that way to.
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"Lost my sleeping bag." Harry admitted, tone utterly disappointed. His tongue was growing heavy in his mouth as the telltale tingling from his limbs numbing began setting in.
"That's fine. I brought extras." Aizawa said offhandedly.
"Tiger, could you go get a sleeping bag, please?" The man asked, pulling out the blood sugar meter. He snatched one of Harry's trembling hands and pricked a finger.
"Shit. Alright, you need to eat right now!" The man insisted, ignoring the other hero's questions in favor of collecting some of the food left over that he knew would help to quickly get Harrison's blood sugar back up. If that didn't work... well, he could always use the emergency back up that the school commissioned the hospital to make after the sport's festival incident but he wasn't sure how safe that would be to jump start Harrison like that and if it had any addictive qualities to it.
"Mr. Aizawa! You found Harrison! Is my buddy alright?" Kirishima eagerly asked looking warily at the other smaller boy even as he did his best to smile it became even more strained when Harry gave him a weak smile in return.
The man of course gave the teen a scathing look that practically screamed, 'are you kidding me?'
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After getting Harry's blood sugar up to acceptable levels and making him drink several bottles of water Shouta had decided that it was about time for the pair of them to go to bed, even as the four other heroes kept questioning him about his son. Promising that he would explain in the morning.
He groaned and cracked an eye open as Harry wiggled away from the futon again. He wasn't getting any sleep. That, he was sure about. Maybe that last bottle of water he forced on Harrison was a bit overkill? What was that now, the 5th time that night and they hadn't even been laying there for more than 5 hours? It was getting to the point that he was wondering if he should just get up already.
Just as the man had made up his mind Harry was practically running back to the little nest the pair had made and dove back underneath the pile of blankets and sleeping bags. Harry was immediately cuddled up with Shouta for warmth who melted back into the bedding on reflex. Jerking and hissing in displeasure as a pair of icy cold feet got shoved under his back. He scowled, glaring at the fluffy head of his snuggly content looking son. If there was one thing that he really, really, didn't like it was being cold. There wasn't much more that could make him grouchier than feeling cold. He should have expected something like that though. Harry had a tendency to try to practically bury himself under anything possible when he was cold, including other people, after all. Aizawa grumbled under his breath and shoved the cold feet out from under his torso and expertly wrapped one of the blankets around Harry's legs and feet before those frosty little noodles were able to torment him further.
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Shouta groaned as an alarm blared in his ear. Blinking awake, he went to grab it but realized through the tingly numbness that a weight was on it... ugh, Harrison was laying his whole body over his arm. He twitched his fingers and grimaced at the painful numbness there. Of course, the kid with enhanced hearing wouldn't even twitch at the sound of an alarm. After several tries and half of those contorting himself into various uncomfortable pretzel shapes the brunet managed to snatch up his phone and turned off the obnoxious blaring alarm. Shouta sighed, the thought of having to get up so soon wasn't exactly appealing but... he couldn't let himself slack just because he didn't feel like doing something. He probably wouldn't do much of anything ever if he were to be honest if he were that way.
After playing a couple of games of Confection Crash the brunet poked at Harry's forehead. "Come on, time to get up. If I have to suffer you do to!" Aizawa grumbled irritably. He huffed as Harry leaned away from him, curling up in a tighter ball. At least he had his arm back. "Come on, up!" Shouta pressed. He refused to get up before he managed to force Harry from his peaceful sleep as well. Normally he wouldn't do that, but his child had to pay for waking him so many times then having the gull to shove such cold feet into the flesh of his back. An unforgivable deed had to be recuperated with one in return!
"No! I'm tired!" Harry moaned as Shouta gave Harry another sharp jab.
"You don't get up and 'Paddy' gets it." The man warned, rolling his eyes as he immediately got a panicked response. Like he would actually do anything to that raggedy old thing.
"No mom! Don't do anything to Paddy!" The teen squeaked, scrambling to his feet with the worn old toy clutched to himself.
Shouta wordlessly got up and pulled on his snuggie and slipped into the bright green cat slippers Hizashi had gotten for his birthday. He needed coffee so bad. Ugh, why was he a teacher again?
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Shouta ignored the others already up. Snatching up a cup of coffee before any of the obnoxiously hyper 'pussycat' heroes could bother him.
"Um... That's... a look there..." Mandalay said, rubbing the back of her neck. She and the others eyed Shouta's cat faced over sized T-Shirt and paw print Sleep short jps along with the slipper/Snuggie/sleeping bag cape combo he was sporting, dubiously. She hadn't thought it was possible to lose such strong sexual attraction to someone so fast... but she did. It was practically instantaneous. He looked like a hot mess... Must not be a.. morning person?
"Good morning! I hope you are feeling better?" Tiger said, tone friendly as he made his way over to the pair. He was surprised by Harrison already being up. In his experience teens really liked to sleep in after all.
Harry blushed, shyly smiling at the man. "Y-yeah! I'm... I'm definitely feeling better. I'm just feeling a little weak and sleepy still. I'm sure once I eat something I should be fine though! My quirk gets a little restless and makes my recovery time longer after it's been activated from stress... At least that's what I've noticed... But.. but I do tend to recover better than others when it comes to drops in blood sugar and stuff like that" Harry nervously admitted, fiddling with the orange he had in his hand.
"Thank you for being honest with me. Please tell us later on if you are still having any issues. The training today is going to be hard, I'm not going to lie, so I want to make sure we aren't pushing too hard. You had us worried." Tiger said, giving Harry a friendly little pat on the back before heading to the stove.
"Oh! You can sit down if you like. I was just in the middle of starting breakfast!" Harry insisted.
"Oh, are you sure?" The man asked, getting a quick nod.
"Don't worry. Harry is a pretty good cook. He thankfully didn't inherit his father, Toshi's, horrific lack of culinary abilities. I swear the man could kill someone just by boiling water unlike Hizashi." Aizawa cut in gruffly even as his tone and face were wistful and filled with fondness.
"Toshi and Hizashi, two?!" Mandalay and Pixiebob mouthed at each other wide eyed.
"Dad isn't that bad!" Harry defended, quickly chopping up fruit like his Daddy had taught him.
Shouta gave his pouting son an incredulous look. "He literally nearly burned down the other house because he was trying to boil water. Then he ended up somehow melting a pan to the stove last month and we had to replace it." The man pointed out.
"Yes, but the oven also went out right before then and we had to use Todoroki to cook the chicken nuggets. So, there may have been something wrong with it before that happened!" Harry said.
"True... but how many people do you know that defective oven or not... can melt a professional grade pan to their stove top?"
Harry grimaced and nodded in agreement. He couldn't really think of ever hearing about something like that happening to someone else. Not even Katsuki or Todoroki and they both had powerful heat emitting quirks... Though.. "I could probably do that." Harry said after a few minutes of silently cooking.
Shouta's eyes widened at hearing those words. Involuntarily zeroing in on the spot that had been damaged from the melted metal on his first day of school. "You better not try something that stupid!" He more demanded than told his son. His tone a threatening hiss. The others watched on with a mixture of disbelief and trepidation that Aizawa had a kid and family.
"You know I'm not dumb enough to do anything like that! I remember what you told me about the first day." Harry nervously laughed, doing his best to placate the still agitated man he smiled reassuringly at him. Sighing when he got a hard stare for his effort. He decided it would probably be best if he just focused on his cooking instead of argued with his mother over something, he was literally on the same page about.
"Um... so yeah...?" Pixie-Bob lamely started. Not really sure how to start the conversation she was going for with the agitated man.
"Not that it's any of your business but I can tell you are all going to pester me over this now... Harrison is my son. I am his... mother. I am in a relationship with two other people and we are not interested in finding a third. I am assuming neither Mandalay nor Ragdoll can use their quirks on him. Or at least it is unlikely they can use them properly." Aizawa grumbled, eyeing the four heroes and scratched at his chin before continuing. "That's normal. I would suggest avoiding even trying to use them on him to be honest because of the way his quirk may react. Though that should have been in the files that the four of you received. For the last bit Harrison cannot use his quirk around metal because, like that same file stated, when he used his quirk around metal it melted and badly burned his skin. No, I don't know if his quirk heats him as well as he hasn't shown any signs of heatstroke from using it in the past and I don't know why it was able to boil metal. No questions." The man stated. Almost pained sounding as he answered questions before they could even be asked. He nearly asked what was wrong when he saw how disappointed and relieved(?) Mandalay looked but decided against it.
Shouta liked the Pussy cats, but they were still far too talkative for his liking. Frankly just about everyone he knew was except for Hizashi. He liked a talkative Hizashi though the world without a talkative Hizashi was a dark disturbing sideways place he wanted no part in. Toshinori's shy stuttering was endearing in itself as well. Shouta sighed and took another sip of his coffee. He was already missing them. At least he didn't have to worry about another villain attack or something. Hopefully time would fly by and they would be able to get back to them soon.
End Chapter 18
So I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter! I can't wait for everyone to get to read the next chapters and am super happy with the decision that I made to take a break so I could write up the rest of the chapters for this story!
IMPORTANT! So, I finally have this story completed and will try to update every week or so now that I have this story finished up. I plan to begin to start writing the sequel to this story within the next few days and can't wait until everyone gets to read what happens! I plan to only post it once I have at least 3-5 chapters completed though so everyone won't have to wait months for me to update. Once I have at least 3-5 chapters completed for the sequel of this story than I will start writing again for my other stories but I want to be able to start posting more consistently so I think I will try to stick to this method so updates are happening every few weeks instead of every few months since I am busy again with school.
IMPORTANT! Also, people, please stop freaking out on me about needing to update I am trying my best. I also don't appreciate people spamming me and cursing me out because I either am not writing Harrison and or Mineta how they think that I should or because I am not writing the story they want me to. I have been having some major issues with this and don't enjoy being harassed. It got so bad a month or so ago I genuinely contemplated not writing fanfictions anymore because it was stressing me out so bad and haven't logged back into either of my writing accounts on either Fanfiction or AO3 since. Writing is supposed to be stress relief for me. I am fine with people not liking my story, it isn't everyone's cup of tea and constructive criticism has gotten me to the point that I am now in my writing, even a person being a straight up asshole is tolerable but when someone is constantly harassing me and calling me every name in the book. That isn't okay.
Anyways, please review! I really appreciate your feedback and would love some ideas for the sequel of this fic which is going to be a time skip to around college age for class 1A.
Next Chapter hint: Hard work and a Braver heart