The key finally turned in the lock, and they collapsed through the door, huffing with the effort it took to sprint home. Nothing looked out of place, which was a good sign. Just across the room, Izumi was still in her playpen, right where Ochako had left her.

Behind her, Deku sighed. "Thank goodness; she's totally fine. This was all just an embarrassing accident, heh heh."

Izumi's tiny fists waved in the air, a trace of light glinting off the metal in her hands. What the heck had she grabbed? Ochako thought, squinting to get a better look.

...Knives?!

She sprinted forward, ready to snatch her daughter out of harm's way, but someone beat her to it. Someone with blonde hair and a pointed smile she had hoped to never see again.

Toga grinned. "Hiiiiii, Ochako. It's been so long."

Record scratch. Freeze frame.

You're probably wondering how they got into this situation.


She'd just finished wiping down the table from Izumi's first foray into steamed vegetables, (for once Ochako was glad their baby's quirk hadn't manifested; cleaning carrot stains from the ceiling was not on her to-do list), when Izuku came charging down the stairs, thrusting their freshly bathed baby into her arms.

"I need you to take her!" he shouted, green light trailing him as he bounded back up the stairs, slamming the bathroom door shut.

Weird. Izuku had never been shy about sharing a bathroom with Izumi, but she guessed all things had to come to an end as she got older. Not that Izumi would remember anyway. Well, she hoped she wouldn't remember. That'd be an unfortunate first memory.

A familiar warble buzzed in her pocket, and she shifted Izumi to one arm, scrambling to pull the phone from her pocket. Looked like she'd be going in an hour earlier than expected—the Red Dynamite agency needed support.

"Shit," she said, then remembered Izumi. "I mean, shoot! Shucks! You know what I mean! Actually—you don't. Which is probably good."

"Izuku!" she yelled, running to the living room, "Izumi's in her playpen!"

From upstairs, she could hear Izuku yelling, "I'm in, I'm in, I'm in," over and over as she rocketed out the door. Weird, she thought again. But she didn't really have time to think, and it wouldn't have been the first time Izuku repeated something odd.


She arrived just in time to find Bakugou and Kirishima facing off against a villain with a ground-manipulation quirk.

She zoomed forward, floating a rock just before it could hit Kirishima.

"I told them not to call Shitty Nerd, and now they called both of you?" Bakugou called over the whoops and thanks from Kirishima.

"I could kick your ass any day, just meet me in the gym," she said, speeding away to catch more debris. "Besides, Izuku's at home with Izumi."

A blur of green knocked the villain into the side of the mountain.

...or was he.

She dropped the massive rock on the criminal, watching him go down into the dirt. "Deku!" she yelled, landing on the ground and storming across the field. "I told you I had to leave!"

Behind them, Kirishima ran to free Bakugou from the debris he had been trapped under in Uravity's rage. "I put her into your arms and told you I had to leave," he said.

Ochako stomped her foot, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks. "No, you just said I needed to take her, and then when I yelled up that I had to leave you just kept saying 'I'm in, I'm in, I'm in'!" Deku flushed, his whole face turning bright red., and she groaned in realization. "...You were listening to All Might's UA acceptance message again, weren't you."

He flushed an even deeper red. "I was about to go into battle and it's very inspirational!"

"Oi!" Bakugou yelled, hobbling towards them with Kirishima frantically trying to support him. "I already knew you couldn't be useful teammates or keep track of your attacks, but now you can't keep track of your baby?"

Ochako and Deku gasped at the same time. "The baby!"

They sped off towards home, Ochako frantically pulling the key from her bra as they went. Minutes later, the key finally turned in the lock and—


Toga bounced their daughter in her arms. "I was just getting to know Izumi! She learns so fast, she already knows 'poke them with the pointy end'!"

Izumi waved the knives in Toga's arms. "Yes~" she cooed. "Just like that!"

Slowly inching their way around the room, Ochako and Deku kept their eyes on Izumi. They were well aware of Toga's ability to clear her mind and disappear but couldn't use their quirks without risking Izumi's safety. Toga had to stay in focus.

In focus… Ochako gasped. "It was you earlier, impersonating us! That's how we got all mixed up!"

"Nope!" Toga laughed. "I was going to, but then you two did all the hard work for me. Which, yay! I got to save your ~yummy~ blood."

Beside her, Deku continued to stare at the knives and whistled low, patting his thigh. "Drop them. C'mon Izumi, drop them!"

Ochako yanked on his sleeve. "She's not a dog, Deku."

"Hmmmm." Toga procured another knife out of nowhere, tapping it to her lips in contemplation. "Two parents who can't keep track of their baby. I would keep much better track of her, so I think she should stay with me." She raised the knife to her shoulder, twisting her knife sharply from shoulder to fully-extended and back again. "See? Just like that. And one," she brought the knife back to her shoulder, then quickly snapped it forward, "and two," she said, Ochako and Deku creeping closer with each passing step. Izumi giggled. "Now you try!" Toga said. Two knives flew at them, one clattering across the hardwood while the other stuck sharply into the floor.

It was a fraction of a second, but it was enough for their attention to be broken, and Toga to disappear.

They both ran forward, hands spread wide. On her list of nightmares, this had never crossed her mind. Izumi had not one, but two pro heroes for parents. Pro heroes that were experts in both defense and offense. Parents that knew better than to ever leave her alone without protection.

"Cover the door! Don't let her get out!" Deku said, waving his arms furiously.

A massive crash shook the building, sending them stumbling forward. They sprinted towards the door, wood and dust tumbling down from the ceiling. In the center of the floor, Izumi sat, chubby fists waving excitedly as she eagerly chattered up at them, buzzing with green energy.

"All my!" she cried. "All my!"

To their left, a gaping hole beside the door, the scattered bits falling out the breakage. And across the street, Toga, unconscious and twitching in a pile of rubble.

Ochako looked across the street and back to her daughter. "Deku," she asked, "did our baby just Detroit Smash Toga through the wall?"

Deku's head snapped back to their daughter, and she could see the questions running through his eyes as he hesitated, stroking his chin with his hand. "No previous heroes possessed One for All when they conceived their children, and since One for All is passed genetically and voluntarily, the act of creating a child must be an alternate path through which a form of One for All can pass. I still have my full abilities and the abilities of the previous One for All users, so it's more similar to the quirk being copied rather than truly passed—"

Whatever the truth was, it didn't matter right now, Ochako thought as she held Izumi closer. What mattered was that their daughter was safe, happy, and had manifested her quirk ( the quirk, the quirk to end all quirks) at the ripe old age of one.

Sirens blared, police cars rapidly arriving at the scene. Multiple officers headed towards Toga with set after set of quirk-suppressing cuffs, a hero accompanying them with defensive quirk activated.

"So." The police captain stepped up to their door, hand extended. He grabbed first Izuku's hand and shook vigorously, then Ochako's free hand and did the same. "Seven years on the run and Toga Himiko has finally been captured! You both should be very proud of yourself; she's an A-rank villain." He tipped his hat at Izuku. "Must have been you, what with the smashed wall and the remnants of green energy!"

"Oh, yeah." Izuku chuckled nervously. "Yeah, it was me. I'm just happy that she's finally off the streets, and we'll all feel safer knowing that she'll be in Tartarus."

"Of course, all thanks to your hard work." The police chief turned to Ochako, winking at little Izumi. "And you, missy, I'm sure you'll be a great pro hero just like your parents when your quirk comes in."

Again, Izuku laughed, but it had a hollow, tinny ring to it. "Yeah, can't wait! We're sure it'll be really something, she'll put us both out of a job." The police chief laughed in response, tipping his hat again before he turned to leave.

"Izuku," Ochako murmured out of the corner of her mouth, taking in the sight of the police escorting the most-wanted villain from their sight. "Our one-year-old is a better pro hero than we are."