Chapter One:

In All for One's eons of existence, he'd never before been lowered to sitting in a room going over his budget. Whenever he needed more money, he killed people and stole it. But currently, he was lying low after pretending to have died at All Might's hands. Under his civilian identity Hisashi Midoriya, he had a wife and child to feed. His adopted child decayed everything in his room on a regular basis. Thus, Hisashi had been forced to sit at a cramped table across from Dr. Garaki and go over excel spreadsheets on a small tablet.

Florescent light cast shadows across the tanks in the laboratory. Nomu floated in bubbling tubes. Dr. Garaki pointed at a line on the screen labeled as Go Die All Might. "What is this expense, master? Except for the essentials to keep our operation running, that's our biggest monthly payment."

Hisashi winced. That line was his funding for his son's All Might merch obsession. Unfortunately, he knew better than to deny Izuku his merch. Hisashi had already fought that battle with his little brother and lost. Yoichi had once raided a yakuza mansion to obtain a Captain Hero poster. Hisashi had no doubt his son would be just as bad if denied his addiction. But Hisashi had no intention of admitting what he spent that money on—it would be too embarrassing. He struck back instead. "Oh? What's this line?" He pointed at an unlabeled line that he knew full well was for the doctor's hair loss treatment.

Dr. Garaki stroked his moustache. "Hmm. Maybe we should cut Tomura's video game funding?"

"Actually, Tomura makes money instead of losing it, even with all the equipment he destroys." Hisashi shrugged. "Apparently virtual items can be sold online for real money. Who would have guessed? He also has some sort of streaming channel set up where people pay him to watch him play games."

"People pay to listen to Tomura curse at screens?" Dr. Garaki's eyebrows rose.

"His donations go up every time that he decays something." Hisashi had long ago lost faith in humanity but even so people kept finding new ways to be amusingly idiotic. "Get this: he has a rabid fanclub. You got a new Nomu the last time a stalker tried to break into his home."

Dr. Garaki shook his head. "I'll never understand modern youth."

Hisashi pointed. "What's this line? That's the next biggest expense."

Dr. Garaki said, "That's Gigantomachia's food budget. I'll move it to the essential tab."

"Wait. I might have a quirk for that." Hisashi mentally ran through the list of his hoard. He had a quirk that increased his ability to survive anything including starvation, but it wouldn't stop Gigantomachia from weakening with hunger. Besides, he preferred to keep that one for himself. "A few years ago, I obtained a quirk that shrank the user—no, I forced that one on an annoying salesman, then squashed him with my slipper." Dammit, at the time Hisashi had assumed he would never need a useless ability like that. "Wait…I have a quirk that lets the user turn into a cat! Gigantomachia would even be able to transform back at will if he needed to fight. But as long as he's in animal form, he'll only need to eat a can of cat food. It's perfect."

Gigantomachia's food consumption was enormous. Eliminated that expense would solve their budget issues. In addition, it would keep him out of trouble. Recently, Gigantomachia had accidentally stepped on U.A.'s training camp, incidentally squashing the League of Villains and ruining their incipient attack. This had caused U.A. to shift to a dorm system, making it impossible to complete the League of Villain's plan to kidnap a student. This was of special annoyance to Hisashi because it meant his son had moved to the dorms. But it was impossible to punish Gigantomachia because he either didn't notice or freaked out and threatened to commit seppuku because Lord was angry with him. This seemed like a subtle way to get in a little payback.

Dr. Garaki asked, "Master, will Gigantomachia be willing to stay in cat form?"

"He will as long as I explain the situation properly," Hisashi said with a smirk.


When Hisashi arrived at the mountain, he was picked up by Gigantomachia and showered with cheek-rubs and tears. Holding up Hisashi, Gigantomachia bellowed, "IS TODAY THE DAY THAT I KILLED THE CURSED ALL MIGHT FOR INJURING YOU, MASTER?"

"I have a more important mission for you." Hisashi patted his bodyguard's giant wrist. "I need you to spy on the heroes for me."

Gigantomachia straightened, holding Hisashi up higher. "I AM AT YOUR COMMAND!"

"This is a very dangerous mission. It will require you to take on the form of a cat. If you don't think you can handle it, then you can turn it down." Hisashi knew how his bodyguard would respond to that provocation.

Sure enough, Gigantomachia bellowed, "I WILL NOT FAIL YOU! I WILL CRUSH THE PUNY HEROES AND EXPOSE THEIR SECRETS!"

"Set me down, then I'll give you the quirk." On the ground, Hisashi pressed his palm against Gigantomachia's massive one.

In a blaze of light, Gigantomachia shrank down to a brown cat about the size of a mountain lion, with fluffy fur so thick he looked like a giant ball. His radio crashed into the dirt next to him. He meowed, a sound so loud it bent over a tree.

Hisashi blinked. The original owner had turned into a regular housecat, but it appeared Gigantomachia's size had translated into a more massive, muscular cat. Even so, he'd still eat far less this way.

"Remember, you can change back to your original form, but only do that if your life is in danger. We can't let your secret identity be exposed. Now wait here on the mountain for the heroes to come," Hisashi said, congratulating himself on his brilliant plan. This would keep Gigantomachia from stepping on any other important operations, at the cheap price of the dozen cans of cat food he left behind.


A week later, Gigantomachia got bored of waiting for the heroes to show up. He couldn't fail his master's task! Gigantomachia made his way down the mountain, looking for U.A., a school full of heroes.


A flood warning had been issued across Musutafu. Rain poured down as thick as a waterfall. Lightning crackled across the sky. Anyone with good sense was indoors. However, Izuku had been determined to purchase the newly released Teacher All Might figurine. The thunderstorm had scared off all the quitters, so Izuku had been able to obtain two figurines. Bundling them under his raincoat, he hurried back to the dorms.

A furry lump lay on the doorstep. Izuku stopped and knelt down in front of the cat. Was that a cat or a lion? Surely it must be a cat.

Silver-white eyes snapped open. The cat moaned pitifully. It tried to stand up, but only partly rose to nuzzle Izuku's leg.

Izuku's heart melted. "Aw. Aren't you a good boy? Or girl, I suppose." He couldn't possibly ignore an animal in distress. With strength honed on a beach full of trash, Izuku picked up the cat and carried it inside.

It took two soaked towels to even slightly dry out the massive amount of fur. By that point, Izuku had confirmed that this was a boy cat. Also, the poor animal looked bedraggled and exhausted. There was no sign of a collar. Even so, Izuku told himself not to get attached. Pets weren't allowed in the dorms.

In the kitchen, Izuku found a can of salmon. It was labeled with Koda's name, so Izuku made a note to reimburse his classmate later. This was an emergency—the cat's stomach was rumbling as loudly as the thunder outside.

The cat immediately fell on the salmon. Licking his lips, he looked up at Izuku through half-closed eyes and slowly blinked. Then he chirped.

Izuku's resolve not to get attached went completely out the window. "I'm going to name you Furry Might."


To Gigantomachia, it made very little difference what body he took on, as long as he was useful to the master. The cat form had increased his agility and jumping power. However, he'd had trouble adapting to being small. The rain felt heavier. He might not eat as much, but he grew hungrier at a faster rate without his fat reserves. A car had nearly run him over. Gigantomachia had almost changed back in size, but he remembered promising the master to never do that unless his life was in danger. The master had been very upset for some reason when Gigantomachia had squashed the U.A. training camp even though he normally laughed at damage to heroes.

By the time Gigantomachia had found U.A., he'd been filthy, soaked, and exhausted. Then he'd met his miracle! A tiny boy who smelled like master! From that point forward, Gigantomachia's sole goal had been to protect the Little Lord. Compared to master, the Little Lord was so tiny and fragile. Gigantomachia would become bodyguard to the Little Lord!

The Little Lord's bedroom was full of images of the Hated Enemy All Might. Gigantomachia was tempted to pee on them, but the last time he'd destroyed All Might merchandise, his master had gotten angry and ranted about needing to buy even more as a gift for someone. Lord hated it when he had to spend more of his money on the smiley menace, so Gigantomachia had learned self-control. He only sneered at the posters on the wall.

After the Little Lord went to sleep, Gigantomachia decided to patrol the grounds for danger. His new form came with instincts, including a strong curiosity about the many smells outside. Fortunately, the window was slightly loose. He was able to push it open with his nose and hop onto the nearest tree. From there, he planned to leap down to the ground.

But the ground looked much higher in his smaller form. He turned back toward the window. The branch shook. He was no longer certain how he'd been able to make the leap the first time, or confident he could do it again.

Gigantomachia was stuck. He mewled.


Aizawa suffered from perpetual insomnia. Sometimes a walk tired him out enough to fall back to sleep. He threw on sweatpants and a sweatshirt over his pajamas, then headed outside. Walking in a circle around the U.A. grounds, he stifled a yawn.

Glowing white eyes stared down from the tree overhead. Aizawa leapt back, his flashlight swinging upwards. At first he thought that a bear had somehow gotten onto school grounds. Then the creature hissed. On closer look, it was a cat. An enormous cat. Probably a stray, judging from the lack of collar. The poor kitty seemed to have gotten stuck up the tree.

Aizawa had trained his strength for his career, but he still doubted he could carry such a giant cat. A stray also would be more likely to bite or scratch him. But he couldn't abandon the unfortunate animal. Aizawa hurried back to the teacher's quarters, then returned with a board and a can of wet cat food. (He always kept cat food in his room.) Aizawa propped up the board against the tree like a ramp. Then he opened the can and placed it at the bottom.

The giant cat slowly rose, becoming even more massive. He climbed down the ramp, then devoured the food. After a quick cleaning, the cat sauntered over with a happy tail dance. He rubbed his cheek on Aizawa's leg. The cat was so tall that he almost reached the human's hip.

Aizawa loved fluff. This giant cat was twice as fluffy as the usual feline. His heart thumped. What amazing beauty! Aizawa's self-control snapped. He dropped to his knees and petted the cat behind his ears and under his chin. "Who's a good kitty? You! Yes, you! You are the prettiest kitty! I wuv you!"

Behind him, someone cleared their throat. Midoriya said, "Oh, good, you found Furry Might. I've been looking for him."

Aizawa froze, one hand under the cat's chin. He stood up. He did not look at the cat. He definitely did not meet his student's eyes. As long as they didn't make eye contact, there was plausible deniability. Coldly, Aizawa said, "Pets aren't allowed in the dorms, problem child." He was not truly annoyed. By the usual standards of Midoriya mischief, this was quite cute. But he had an image to maintain.

Midoriya winced. "I know. I'm sorry. I found him this evening, cold and hungry. I promise I'll take him to the shelter tomorrow."

"It might be hard for such a large and old stray to get adopted," Aizawa muttered, mostly to himself.

Midoriya rung his hands. "Yes, I had that concern, too. But even if I could persuade my mother, our apartment doesn't allow pets either. Even so, I want to keep him…"

For a moment, Aizawa vividly flashed back to Oboro with a kitten and a sheepish smile, saying, I'd feel terrible leaving him at home all day. Usually remembering Oboro caused Aizawa pain, but this time it brought a small smile to his face.

It would be nice to have a cat around U.A. to pet and play with. Maybe he could turn a blind eye. Wait, what was Aizawa thinking? He was no longer a student—he was the adult, the teacher, the responsible one in charge of enforcing the rules. He had to maintain control of himself.

Furry Might, not understanding why the petting had stopped, pushed his head against Aizawa's hand.

Aizawa's self-control snapped. He dropped to his knees and buried his nose in the fur. "Aw, you are the best, most perfect kitty!" Furry Might licked his nose. "You like me…" Aizawa whispered in awe. "Yes! I wuv you too!"

Midoriya did not say a word, but the silence was loud.

Aizawa straightened. He adjusted his collar. He said, "I didn't see anything tonight, and neither did you, Midoriya. Got it? As long as I don't see the cat, I can't kick him out of the dorms."

Midoriya snapped straight and saluted. "Sir! Yes, sir! You won't regret this, sir! My cat will be a model cat, sir!"

"There is no cat," Aizawa said pointedly.

"There is no cat, sir!" Midoriya staggered backward under the weight of a giant cat leaping into his arms.


Izuku had successfully hidden Furry Might for several days, and he was confident that no one except Mr. Aizawa suspected anything. As Izuku sat at his laptop working on his homework, Furry Might nuzzled his leg and made pleading eyes.

Sighing, Izuku said, "I just fed you an hour ago. You can't be hungry already." Furry Might existed in a perpetual state of hunger. However, it couldn't be good for the cat's health to eat nonstop. Izuku had to stay strong and resist the big, pleading eyes.

Furry Might leapt on the desk and flopped onto Izuku's computer, slamming the lid down.

"Hey! I hadn't saved yet!" With a grunt, Izuku heaved the cat off his laptop. Luckily, his document was still open. Giving into the meows, he petted Furry Might.

A few seconds later, Furry Might's tail flopped on the keyboard, sending a line of gibberish down the document.

Izuku looked around the room. He'd gotten a new laptop for his last birthday, and he hadn't yet disposed of the old one. He took out his old laptop and set it on the desk. Immediately, Furry Might flopped on top of it, purring.

His decoy a success, Izuku returned to working on his homework.

A knock came from his door. Ochaco called, "Have you gotten to problem number six yet? I'm stuck."

"Sure—" Izuku got up before he remembered his giant, conspicuous cat. "Uh, give me a moment, my room is a mess—" Maybe he could hide the cat in his closet?

Furry Might meowed loudly.

From the other side of the door, Ochaco asked, "Meow?"

Knowing he was busted, Izuku opened the door. "Uh, yeah. I kinda adopted a cat and snuck him into the dorms." He wasn't particularly worried—Ochaco wasn't a snitch.

Ochaco's eyes widened. "I always wanted a pet! But my parents could never afford one." She floated into the room. "I won't tell, I promise. Can I pet him?"

"Of course," Izuku said, hastily closing the door before anyone else noticed.

Ochaco's hands hovered in the air. "I don't know how to pet a cat."

"Here, try scratching the base of his ears." Izuku demonstrated. Furry Might purred.

As Ochaco rubbed, a smile formed on her lips. "He's fluffy!"

Furry Might rolled over to show his belly. Ochaco reached down. Izuku shook his head and said, "No, he doesn't like being touched on the belly. Try rubbing under his chin, instead."

As she gave Furry Might chin rubs, Ochaco said, "This is just what I needed after spending all night on homework. My energy is recharged!"

Izuku laughed. "Yeah, Furry Might is good at that. He brings smiles just like his hero namesake, All Might!" He wondered why this made Furry Might growl.


Mina jogged back toward the dorms holding a cup of coffee and a donut. She'd put off studying for her math exam for weeks, and now she needed caffeine and snacks for her cramming.

Silvery eyes gleamed in the darkness. The same eyes Mina had seen on the villain who had attacked her and her friends in middle school.

Mina leapt backwards, throwing her donut in the air as she summoned acid…only to see a giant brown cat stroll out from behind a tree.

Barely, Mina managed to grab the donut before it hit the ground. Bent over awkwardly, she chuckled. "No more all nighters for me. I'm mistaking cats for villains. Sorry I nearly attacked you, kitty. I'll get you a treat to make up for it."

The cat's ears perked up and he meowed. Almost like he'd understood her—but a lot of pets knew the word "treat." It wasn't all that surprising. Shrugging, Mina headed to the kitchen with the cat trailing after her.


Furry Might had run away from the bedroom again, the little escape artist. Izuku had already searched the upper floor. He paused outside the kitchen. Light and laughter came from inside, then a loud purr. He knew. Only one cat purred with a force strong enough to rattle the windowpanes.

Izuku peeked through the cracked door. Mina was petting Furry Might. "This is the softest cat ever."

Momo pulled a cat teaser from her arm. A cloth bird hung from the end. She dangled it in front of the cat. Furry Might pounced. Momo laughed. "I always wanted a pet cat, but my mom's allergic." A pile of cat toys surrounded her, likely all created by her quirk.

Kirishima picked up the empty bowl from the floor and added it to the dishwasher. "I wonder who snuck a cat into the dorms?"

Izuku sweated. Maybe he could bluff his way out of this?

Furry Might raised his head and sniffed the air. Then he ran forward and leapt on Izuku.

Izuku scooped up his giant cat. That reaction had busted him, he suspected.

Sure enough, Mina asked, "He's yours?"

Izuku summoned his most pitiful expression. "Yes, this is Furry Might. I found him on the streets. My place back home won't allow pets. I couldn't leave him abandoned out in the cold…"

"Aw," Momo, Mina, and Kirishima chorused together.

"Don't worry, bro," Kirishima said. "We won't tell anyone."

"Thank you," Izuku said, setting Furry Might down. "Mr. Aizawa will turn a blind eye as long as I don't let Furry Might get into trouble."

Momo created a small plushie bird and gave it to Furry Might. "It will be fun to have a cat to play with."

"I can be a scratcher!" Kirishima activated his hardening quirk. "Hey, come over here!"

Furry Might ignored him. Kirishima waved his leg in the cat's face. "Look, you can scratch my leg! It will be funny!" Rearing back, Furry Might slashed with his front paw. Kirishima leapt backward. "Whoa, he scratched me! I can't believe he broke my quirk! This cat is manly."

"Are you okay?" Mina asked, bringing over a paper towel.

"Yeah, it's just a small cut." Changing back, Kirishima held the paper to his leg.

"You shouldn't have provoked him," Izuku scolded.

"Sorry." Kirishima hung his head. "You've got an awesome cat. I bet he could do hero work!"

Koda walked into the kitchen. "You texted me asking for help finding the owner of the cat?"

"Actually, we already found the owner." Mina glanced at Izuku.

Alas, Izuku realized that his secret was spreading. He tried to smile. "Err, sorry for the trouble."

Koda knelt down. "Nice to meet you." He held out his hand.

Furry Might didn't react, playing around with the bird toy at his feet.

Koda frowned. "Odd. Animals like me. Come over here."

Furry Might glanced, sniffed, then walked over to Mina, rubbing against her legs.

Total shock filled Koda's face. "Are you sure that's a cat?"

Izuku said, "To be honest, he might be a mountain lion."

Koda cried, "He could be a villain pretending to be a cat!"

Izuku laughed. It felt rude, but he hadn't been able to help the reaction.

"I'm serious." Koda stood up. "I've never met an animal who could ignore me before."

Mina chuckled. "Yeah, but a villain? Isn't that a bit too far?" She rubbed under Furry Might's chin. "You're a good boy, aren't you?" He purred.

Momo petted the cat's back. "Perhaps he's a quirked animal. That just makes it more important for us to look after him." She pulled out her phone. "I'll have the most luxurious cat bed delivered tomorrow. Hmm, let's see what google says that cats like."

Koda rubbed his arms. "He gives me the willies. I can't explain it. But that…thing feels wrong." He backed out of the kitchen, then fled.

Izuku sighed and scratched Furry Might's ears. "Don't feel bad, Furry Might. Not everyone is a cat person."


Tenya first met Furry Might when the cat leapt on him, licked his face, and knocked him backward into an arm chair.

Izuku ran into the common room a few seconds after his cat. "Sorry about him! Aw, look, he likes you."

In a voice muffled by a pile of fur, Tenya said, "There may be a cat in the dorms, but I haven't ruled out a bear."

Izuku chuckled nervously and rubbed his hair. "Uh, yeah."

Even with his face covered by cat, Izuku could visualize Tenya's raised eyebrow. "Midoriya, cats are against dorm rules."

"He might be a mountain lion, is that against the rules?"

"Uh…I can't recall anything about mountain lions in the school handbook…but it doesn't seem proper…"

"Aw, come on, can you say no to these adorable eyes?" Izuku petted Furry Might's head. Furry Might gazed at Tenya with a glowing silver stare.

Tenya swallowed. "Technically there is nothing about hellbeasts in the school rules." As if against his will, his hand went up to rub behind Furry Might's ears. The loud purrs shook the arm chair.

Izuku beamed. "Clearly you two have become fast friends."

Tenya said, "Err, I came down here to clean, then I have homework. Can you remove your cat and/or mountain lion?"

Izuku shook his head. "Sorry, the cat leaves when the cat wants to leave. It's a sacred rule of cat ownership. You're stuck until he decides to get off you."

Tenya petted Furry Might some more. "If it's a rule, I suppose I can't argue."

After Furry Might discovered that Tenya's legs became extra warm after training, the cat became a permanent fixture in the class president's lap.


After so many accidental meetings, Izuku decided that he should introduce Shouto to Furry Might. Clearly it was only a matter of time.

Pushing open his bedroom door, Izuku explained, "Furry Might is officially a secret, although Mr. Aizawa agreed to turn a blind eye."

Furry Might leapt down from his fancy bird nest cat bed (courtesy of Momo.) He wandered over, sniffed Shouto, then rubbed his legs.

Shouto said, "Ah, so that's what has been making noise late at night and eating all the food! You have a racoon! We have one creeping around the Todoroki ancestral mansion, too."

Izuku blinked. So far nearly everyone had assumed that Furry Might was a mountain lion on their first meeting, but a racoon was a new one. "No, he's a cat. He's way too big to be a raccoon."

Authoritatively, Shouto said, "Racoons can grow very large in size. Ours is bigger than me, hates Endeavor merchandise, and has a fire quirk."

"Furry Might does hiss at my All Might merchandise, but he's not…wait, a fire quirk? Are you sure that you're describing a racoon?"

"Yes, I'm certain. Racoons are distinguishable by the patches around their eyes. Here, I took a picture of ours." Shouto held up his phone. The image had been taken late at night and was blurry. Even so, Izuku could faintly make out the outline of a man with a scarred face and stitches under his eyes.

Izuku swallowed. "Uh, Shouto? There's a villain sneaking around your house."


Toshinori pushed open the door to the teacher's lounge. "I wanted to ask you about today's exercise—" He stopped. He stared. Aizawa was nearly buried under a massive pile of fur. The fur shifted, revealing a cat's face. "How did a cat get into U.A.?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Aizawa said, leaning back in his chair under the weight of the massive cat in his lap. "I don't see a cat."

"Maybe you don't see him because he's covering your eyes," Toshinori said.

"There are no cats at U.A.," Aizawa insisted in a muffled voice. He reached up to rub behind the ears of the supposedly nonexistent cat.

Toshinori cleared his throat. "If that's not a housecat, then it's a bobcat."

The giant cat leapt down from the chair, and Toshinori realized it might be a monster straight from hell. Baring fangs, the cat hissed. Hatred gleamed in its eyes. Then it pounced on Toshinori with the clear intent to rip off his face.

"Aargh! Help!" Toshinori screamed as he went down under fur and claws. "Cat attack!"

"I see no cat," Aizawa insisted.

Midoriya ran into the room. "Furry Might! I finally found you! Bad cat!" He picked up his cat. "No attacking All Might! Are you all right? I'm so sorry."

Toshinori sat up. "I'm fine, young Midoriya. I've handled worse than a cat." Which was true, but damn that animal had been fast. Those teeth had gotten very near his throat before he stuck up an arm to block. "You named him Furry Might?"

Midoriya blushed. "Uh, yeah, I hope you don't mind."

Toshinori felt flattered. It made him all the more determined to get along with the cat. "It's a great name! I'm sure I'll get along wonderfully with my namesake."

Furry Might growled.

"We'll be friends in no time." Toshinori was already planning to research how to make cats like him.


The next time Izuku heard purring from the kitchen, he wasn't surprised to find his classmates doting on his cat. Ochaco poured cat food into a bowl while Jirou and Kaminari pushed around a mouse on wheels. Furry Might jumped on it.

At this point, Furry Might had been adopted as the dorm pet and everyone took turns feeding him. This was helpful for Izuku's budget, because his cat ate a lot.

"Guess what I ordered." Izuku held up a hat with yellow tufts. "It's an All Might hat for Furry Might!"

Looking up, Ochaco clapped her hands. "It will look adorable on him."

Sitting at the table munching on crackers, Koda called, "I've been doing research, and I think your cat might be either a witch's familiar or a yokai known as a bakeneko."

Ignoring the naysayer, Izuku knelt down and put on the hat. "Here you go, Furry Might."

Furry Might shook off the hat and ripped it to pieces.

Izuku cried, "Noooooooooooooo!"

Koda insisted, "I keep telling you, there's something very wrong with your pet!"

"Plenty of cats don't like to wear clothing." Izuku sadly gathered up the scraps of his newest All Might merch. "I should have approached him more carefully."

"Why can't I talk to him?" Koda demanded.

Izuku gathered his cat close and nuzzled him. "Clearly Furry Might is too traumatized from his hard life on the streets to talk. Poor baby. He deserves love and affection, not slander!"

Ochaco rubbed under Furry Might's chin. "Aw, what a good kitty!"

Koda stomped off, muttering to himself.

"The hell is this racket?" Katsuki pushed open the door.

Immediately, Furry Might crouched and growled.

Katsuki glared. "Are you starting something, fuzzball?"

Izuku leapt between them. "Hey! Don't threaten my cat."

Katsuki's eyes narrowed. "That cat is fucking weird."

"You, too?" Jirou sighed, tossing the mouse in her hands. "It's an ordinary cat."

Kaminari laughed. "You're scared of cats?!"

Katsuki glared. "Tch. You extras don't understand. That cat has the eyes of a villain."

Kaminari grinned. "You don't get along with cats because you're a Pomeranian."

"Huh?" Katsuki lunged.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Kaminari hid behind Jirou.

Furry Might took advantage to leap at Katsuki's turned back.

"No, you don't!" Izuku grabbed his cat in time. "Do you have something against people with spikey hair?" A couple days ago, Furry Might had also growled at a delivery man with short spikey hair. "Maybe a man with spikey hair abused you! Poor traumatized kitty!" Izuku hugged his cat close. "I'll love you until you forget all about that meanie."

Katsuki snorted. "You sound even more deluded than usual, nerd. That cat probably ate his last owner."

With a death glare, Ochaco growled, "Slander the adorable kitty one more time, and I make you the first man on the sun."

"Don't tell me what to do," Katsuki growled, then left at a deliberately slow pace as if to prove to everyone that he wasn't running away.

"Is he gone?" Kaminari peeked out from behind Jirou.

"If Bakugo comes back, I'm giving you up," Jirou said dryly.


Koda knocked on the door. "Excuse me?"

"Come in," Nezu called. He sat behind his desk with his paws folded.

Koda wrung his hands as he approached. "Principal, there's something strange about Midoriya's cat, but no one will believe me. I know animals. I'm sure that I'm right."

Nezu's grin became maniac. "I want you to picture a giant exploding into existence, blowing the roof off the dorms, and destroying the entire school."

Koda blinked. "Uh, sir, I'm picturing it, but I don't understand."

Nezu said, "Then I want you to imagine how much money it would take the repair the school. Money I already spend on a robot that Midoriya broke at the entrance exam. Then keep your mouth shut."

Seeing the panic in the principal's eyes, Koda realized that if even Nezu could not control Furry Might, then they were all doomed to the reign of terror of the hellcat.


OMAKE TIME!

Omake: The Real Reason Gigantomachia Hates Katsuki

Katsuki: (Exists.)

Gigantomachia: Spikey hair! It's the Second! Die!

#

Omake: Suspected Racoon AU

Izuku: Ochaco, help me! There's a criminal sneaking around Shouto's house and he thinks it's a racoon.

Shouto: Because I'm right. What do you see in this picture?

Ochaco: That's a human. He's clearly taller than you!

Shouto: All the better for racoons to reach trash bins.

Ochaco: He has spikey black hair.

Shouto: All for better for racoons to blend into the night.

Ochaco: He has hands.

Shouto: That's how racoons do their laundry and make sandwiches in the kitchen.

Ochaco: He has blue flames coming from his hands!

Shouto: Nonsense, all racoons have fire quirks.

Ochaco: …What do you think a raccoon is?

#

Omake: Incorrect Quotes, the Avatar the Last Airbender Edition

Aizawa: There is no cat at U.A. Here we are safe. Here we are free.

Gigantomachia: Meow!

Aizawa: Aw, have a treat! Ahem. There is no cat at U.A.

#

Omake: If Izuku Realized the Blackmail Potential

Izuku: What's that? You won't let me get more treats for Furry Might? I guess I'll have to just have to play another game with him, like asking how high he can reach…

Nezu: What a surprise! Regulations were just changed five seconds ago! My how time flies. Please go get your treats and leave my poor building alone.


Author's Note: Many thanks to Gfan97 for suggesting the original AU, betareading, and brainstorming cat antics with me. Additional credit goes to Gfan97 for proposing the last two omakes. I'd also like to shoutout Gentrychild for originating the Suspected Racoon AU.

Finally, I'm excited to announce a new fanfic event I'm hosting with McFanLy: One for All October! This event will be dedicated to producing Yoichi-centric fics and art, and there are prizes. For more information, head to the tumblr announcement at:

mcfanely.

tumblr.

com/

post/693845362175279104/event-announcement