Firework

Chapter Two

At the pediatrician…

"Think he's ok in there?" Midoriya worried. They both were still waiting for Bakugo, who hadn't come back yet. "It's been a while."

"I don't know, bro." Kirishima mumbled. "It's too big for words, you know? Anyone else would've cracked by now from the stress."

"But not Kaachan?"

"...nah. He's made of stronger stuff. You know that." Eijiro said with a grim smile. "Whatever happens, he'll push through it. He's Bakugo, after all."

"Mm…" Izuku put his chin on his hands, thinking intently. He knew his friend needed help, support, but he wasn't really sure what Katsuki needed. Which is why he asked Aizawa-Sensei to come, as he himself was ill-equipped to handle the delicate situation.

Of course, when he had found out Ochaco was pregnant, he cried so hard the windows cracked. The house actually had water damage from how much it flooded, he was so happy. He certainly has experience finding out you're a dad.

But this was different. He and Ocho were actually trying to have a baby. And it was still a few months away from being born! Katsuki…he never planned this. Never seemed to want it. Yet…there she was. Seeming to flit into being without his consent.

Would it really be ok?

"Excuse, Mr. Midoriya? Mr. Kirishima?" A nurse said softly to the two heroes. "Mr. Bakugo hasn't said anything to us yet and we don't want to disturb him. But it's been over half an hour. Could you check on him?"

"Uh, sure!" Kirishima answered. "No prob!" They were led to the exam room. Midoriya grabbed the handle, but was held back by Kirishima. Knowingly, Kirishima hardened a bit before entering the room.

"Bakubro? It's us. You ok in here?" he asked slowly. He poked his head in.

Bakugo was sitting in the corner of the room, hugging the baby girl to his body. He looked up, with slightly puffy eyes.

"Yeah," he grunted, wiping away the clear signs of emotion. He stood up and grabbed the paperwork Aizawa gave him. On one piece was his entire signature.

"I'm keeping her. She's mine, fully mine."

Midoriya beamed and grinned while Kirishima whooped with excitement. To which Bakugo snapped, "Shut the fuck up! You'll wake her!"

"Sorry, it's just…" Kirishima grinned. "You're sure? You're gonna keep her?"

"Hell yeah I will," Bakugo said, almost matter-of-factly. "She's mine, DNA confirmed it."

"That's amazing, Kaachan!" Midoriya said. "What's her name gonna be?"

"...I don't know yet." Katsuki admitted. He looked down at his daughter's sleeping face. "But I'll think of something."

After paying for the exam and blood work, they left, piling into Kirishima's car. While Kirishima took the driver's seat, Bakugo and Midoriya sat in the back with the newborn for extra protection.

"Wait, where's your ride, Midoriya?" Kirishima asked.

"Oh, I flew here," Midoriya answered offhandedly. "Gas prices these days, you know?"

"Amen to that," Katsuki muttered. After all, he was known for doing the exact same thing. "Let's hit the store first. I got some things to get."

"Right! That reminds me!" Midoriya handed him a slip of paper. "Ochaco and Mom made a list of things for you to get. Only if you kept her, of course."

"I know what to get dumbass!" Bakugo shouted. He took the note, in spite of himself. "I'm not an idiot!"

"Right…" Midoriya said with a sweatdrop. He turned his attention to the baby between them. "Hi there! I'm Deku! It's nice to meet-OW!"

Apparently the number one hero was too close in her personal space. Bakubaby had seen one of Midoriya's green locks and promptly yanked it, pulling out a few strands. Midoriya rubbed his head in pain. Apparently bullying Midoriyas was in her blood.

"That hurt…"

"Heh…atta girl." Katsuki snickered.

"Kaachan!"

Deku tried again, attempting to get in the baby's good graces. Scarlet eyes inspected the man, but she eventually took hold of his finger, grasping tightly.

"Look Kaachan! She's holding my hand!"

"All babies do that, Deku. You ain't special."

"Says you."

"Hmm," Bakugo was looking over the list Round-face and Auntie made. There were a few things in here that he had completely spaced. He shoved the list in his pocket.

"Shitty Hair, how far?"

"Almost there! Just down the…"

Bzzzzz Bzzzzz Bzzzzz….

Bakugo pulled out his phone and took a sharp breath. Midoriya looked too, his eyes widening.

"It's her." He said plainly.

"Kaachan," Midoriya said seriously (as seriously as someone could be with a baby holding their nose). "You don't have to answer. She doesn't-"

"She deserves to know," Bakugo snapped. "I made that call already." He tapped the green button and put the phone to his ear.

"Hi Mom."

"'Hi Mom?' 'HI MOM?'" the voice screeched. What do you mean, 'I MIGHT HAVE A BABY?' HAVE YOU GONE INSANE?"

"Not last I checked, hag." Bakugo gritted out.

"Don't you dare take that tone with me! I haven't heard your voice in four years, and now you hit me with this? You text me in the middle of the night to tell me you knocked some whore up, and now you MIGHT have a kid! Do you even know what you've gotten yourself into? Have you no sense of responsibility? Answer me, Katsuki!"

"Listen," he spoke calmly (as calmly as he could). "I just left the doctor's. She's mine."

"...are you sure she's yours?"

"Got the test results and everything."

"Get rid of it."

His grip tightened, almost cracking his phone. "The fuck did you say to me?"

"You heard me. Dump it. Fire Station, orphanage, hell foster care for all I give a damn!" Mitsuki yelled. "You can't take this for granted! You have no idea how hard-"

"Oh yeah, I forgot!" he yelled back. "I forgot how much of a stellar example you are! YOU'RE the expert? GET FUCKING REAL!"

"DON'T YOU YELL AT ME, BRAT! I KNOW WHAT'S BEST HERE!"

"WHAT MAKES YOU SUCH A FUCKING EXPERT ON WHAT I CAN OR CANNOT DO, YOU SHITTY OLD HAG?" he roared. Midoriya had covered the infant's ears in advance, knowing what was coming. "YOU CLEARLY NEVER GAVE A DAMN ABOUT ME BEYOND WHAT I COULD DO FOR YOU! AND I AIN'T ABOUT TO MAKE THE SAME MISTAKE!"

"KATSUKI, LISTEN TO ME, FOR ONCE IN YOUR FUCKING LIFE!" Mitsuki shrieked in rage. "THAT BASTARD CHILD WILL RUIN YOU! YOU'RE NOT EVEN MARRIED YET! THIS ISN'T HOW I WANTED IT TO BE!"

"Right!" Katsuki laughed. "How you wanted to be! I forgot that too! I forgot to ask you before passing out and being handed a baby out of nowhere. Silly fucking me! And who said I was getting married at all!?"

"It's not too late!" Mitsuki insisted. "You can still-"

"I've already signed the paper!" Katsuki interrupted. "She's mine. She's staying mine. I don't care how inconvenient the timing is! I'm NOT gonna throw her out on the street! End of story!"

"Listen here, brat! If you don't give thing up, I'll-" Click! Bakugo hung up the phone, fuming with rage. If he had listened any further, he would have blown his cell phone up again. Midoriya uncovered the baby's ears, who hadn't noticed a thing. Eventually, Kirishima spoke.

"Damn…I knew she was a lot, but…" Eijiro muttered. "Bakugo, don't listen to her, ok?"

"Already got that down, thanks." He snapped. They pulled up to the store and grabbed a cart.

"Did Mitsuki really…" Midoriya asked sadly. Bakugo strapped the baby into the cart.

"Like that's a surprise? You know her, Deku."

His phone buzzed again, showing the only other Bakugo around.

"Go on in, I'll catch up," he pushed the cart their way, baby in tow. He answered the phone.

"Hey Dad."

"Katsuki, it's good to hear from you." Masaru said kindly. "Listen, don't take what your mother said to heart. She didn't mea-"

"She meant every word and you know it, Dad."

"...perhaps she did," he admitted sadly. "Regardless, I wanted to hear it from you. Make sure you're ok."

"I'm fine, it's just…" he thought about the last 14 hours. "It's been a lot."

"I bet it has, kiddo. How's the baby?"

"Healthy," he reported. "Kid's a bit smaller than most, but seems to be fine. Only 2 weeks old."

"Christ, that's young."

"You're telling me."

"Any…ah…any idea who…"

"I don't have a clue who the mother is." He said honestly. "I blacked out at a friend's party, woke up in a hotel and left. Had no idea I was with anybody at the time."

"Did she leave a note?"

"Yeah, she seems to know me," he told him. Masaru, unlike his mother, actually did listen to him when he had a problem. He never took him seriously as a kid, due to his dad's more passive nature, but he grew up a bit since then. "Guess she recognised me as Dynamight."

"That's possible…" Masaru thought out loud. "Could it have been an old classmate?"

"PFF!" Bakugo actually doubled over at that idea. "No, Dad. No chance."

"Ok! Ok! Just asking!" Masaru laughed. He hadn't heard his son laugh, really laugh, in years. "You know kid, you sound pretty ok with the whole thing."

"Hah?" Bakugo said. "I guess…I dunno."

"You think you're up for this?" he asked. "I know you Mom said some harsh things,"

"Understatement of the fucking year."

"But she has a point," he said. "If you're not prepared for this, it's ok to bow out. Let someone more qualified take care of her."

Bakugo took a deep, calming breath. His dad meant well, he really did, but his mind was made up.

"I got this. Thanks for your concern."

"...alright. If that's your final word, then consider the issue dropped. Heh, guess we're grandparents now!"

"Don't expect any visits!" Katsuki barked. "Old hag doesn't deserve to be in the same room as her."

"I understand, son. At the end of the day, it's your call. Not your mom's or mine."

Katsuki huffed. Damn right. He'd never have trouble convincing his father. Mitsuki on the other hand…

"Listen, if she cleans up her act, then I'll think about it. But until then, I gotta protect her."

"I know, Katsuki. Does she have a name yet?"

"Not yet…never had to think about that before."

"Well, take your time. Sometimes, inspiration will just strike. You'll see. When in doubt, think about who she is."

"She's a baby. I can't exactly ask what she's like."

"I know that. What I mean is, think about who you hope she becomes."

"Ok…something strong I guess?"

"It's a start. Just think about it."

"Yeah…I better go. Got some stuff to do."

"Ok. Take care son."

"Right."

He hung up as he walked into the store. He found his friends with ease, arguing over baby food.

"I'm telling you! She won't like peas!" Midoriya stressed. "Kaachan hates them!"

"Yeah, but it's the best baby food here! Look!" Kirishima grabbed an item. "Kale baby food? Who came up with that?"

"What about carrot?" Midoriya asked, picking up another container. "That one seems ok."

"Idiots…" Bakugo shook his head. He grabbed all of them and put them back.

"Kaachan! Did you even look?" Midoriya gaped.

"She doesn't eat baby food yet, she needs formula." Bakugo snapped. "Quit wasting time! Kirishima, go find a crib or something!"

"Aye aye!"

"Good, how's…" He looked down at his child.

"Deku…" Bakugo's eye ticked. "Why does the kid have a lollipop?"

"Oh? The clerk at the front gave it to me. For her, I mean."

He plucked the candy out of her mouth. "She's two weeks old, dumbass! She could choke!"

"WAAAAAH!" Baby Bakugo, apparently, did not take kindly to her dad taking her candy.

"Shit! Look what you've done!" He roared. "Now she's all riled up!"

The baby kept crying, turning red with how hard she was sobbing. They had started to gain some onlookers.

"Did you see that?" One middle-aged lady stage-whispered. "He just took candy out of his baby's mouth! How cruel!"

"And do you see how scruffy he is? Is that poor baby safe?" Another extra murmured.

"Piss off!" Katsuki flipped them off, causing even more unease. He threw the candy in the trash. Within a couple minutes, the baby had forgotten about it.

"Honestly Deku, you're gonna have to do this crap too, you know!" he snapped. "I may be new to this, but you should be watching and learning!" He tossed some diapers into the basket as they went. "Un-fucking-believable."

"Heh…sorry Kaachan." Midoriya said sheepishly. He decided not to mention the parenting classes he was taking with his wife. "You think Kirishima found a crib yet?"

"He better've." Bakugo said grumpily. "I've had enough of this place." He grabbed a couple of teething toys, which Katsuki would never have thought of if it weren't for Ochaco. At least Deku will have help.

They navigated through the store, trying to locate the sturdy hero. They checked by the cribs, but he was nowhere to be found!

"Where the fuck…" he muttered. "Weird Hair! You here?"

"Bakugo!"

He turned down the aisle. He spotted the redhead down in the produce and…someone familiar?

"Mirko?" he said in shock.

"Wow, hey Mirk-mmph!" Deku started, but a metal hand covered his freckled mouth.

"Both of you shut your faces!" The Rabbit Hero snapped, looking around. "I'm incognito right now, so don't draw attention!"

"Why? A villain?" Midoriya asked from behind the hand.

"Worse…" she sneered. "Civilians. Can't get swarmed everytime I go pick up eggs!" True to her word, she wore a simple hoodie with sweatpants, long to conceal her prosthetics. The Rabbit Hero had simply refused to retire, despite her quadruple amputations and had applied to teach at UA for just three years. She also trained Bakugo extensively, teaching him everything she knew about combat and reading one's enemy. Bakugo already had an amazing battle sense, but Mirko was on a whole other level, even crippled. He learned everything he could and could even go toe to toe with Nomu like it was nothing thanks to her.

She definitely earned her downtime. She was easily the strongest woman he knew, no contest.

"Fair nuff," Bakugo leaned on his cart. "You don't get it Deku. You're too plain."

"Hey! I used to have a mask, till you made me get rid of it!" Midoriya complained. "I liked it a lot."

"It was stupid!" Bakugo countered. "Made you look like a rabbit!"

Mirko put her hands on her hips. "And what's wrong with that, my old pupil?"

Bakugo rolled his eyes. "You're actually a rabbit. Doesn't count."

"Anyway," the pro continued. "Call me Rumi around here. Now who's this little guy, eh?" Mirko leaned down at Baby Bakugo, who was busy looking at the colorful cereal rather than her surroundings.

"Such a cutie, looks a lot like…" she looked up at Bakugo. "Huh…didn't take you for the family type, kid!"

"I'm not. At least I wasn't before yesterday," he explained. "She got left on my doorstep. Don't know who the mom is."

"Sounds complicated," she noted. "She got a name?"

"No."

"Shame," she shrugged. "She's adorable, like a little fire lily. Let me know if you think of one! Later!"

"Wait! Can I get your autograph?" Izuku asked with stars in his eyes. Mirko stared for a minute.

"You're the number one hero, kid. What do you need an autograph for?"

"...habit?"

"...again, later." With that, she hopped off to check-out.

"Dang it…" he pouted. Bakugo rolled his eyes again. Admittedly, he had never seen Mirko have a soft side. Everything's relative, he supposed.

"C'mon nerd. You too, Hair for Brains…"

xXx

Back at the Bakugo residence…

"That's everything!" Midoriya dusted his hands off. "Need anything else, Kaachan?"

"No, you've both done enough." Bakugo waved him off. Between the three of them, they had cleaned up the apartment, baby-proofed it and set up the crib in Katsuki's bedroom. Only took a couple hours, but it had been a long morning. "Both of you, get out of here and get some rest."

"Sure thing, bro!" Kirishima grabbed his coat. "By the way, when do you want to let everyone know?"

"Hah?"

"You know, officially!" Kirishima elaborated. "You planning on keeping this underwraps?"

Truth was, Katsuki hadn't thought about it at all. He was so focused on whether or not he'd still have the baby, he hadn't thought about his old class at all.

"Ooh! We could have a baby shower!" Midoriya suggested.

"Tch, that's a girl party, isn't it?" Katsuki shot down.

"Ok…a MANLY BABY SHOWER!" Kirishima yelled in excitement!

"Yeah!" Midoriya cheered. "What do you think, Kaachan!?"

Bakugo put his best thinking face on. "Hmm, that actually sounds like a good id-NOT!" he suddenly yelled. "I don't need free stuff! Just…" an idea flicked on in his head. An evil, devious idea. "Just invite everyone over for a birthday party!"

"Wait, what?" Midoriya furrowed his brow. "Whose birthday?"

Bakugo grinned maliciously. "Yours."

"But…but my birthday's in July!"

"So?"

"So no one will believe that!"

"Don't care." Bakugo grinned. "Just make sure everyone's at your place, alright? Say, Wednesday?"

"Works for me!" Kirishima smiled brightly, clapping Deku on the shoulder. "It'll be fine! See ya, Bakubro!"

"Yeah, yeah, now get lost!" Bakugo yelled half-heartedly. Once both men were gone, Bakugo sighed and looked at his baby, who was sprawled out on the couch holding her feet.

"Whatchu lookin' at, huh?" he asked mock-aggressively.

She only stared at him. Chuckling, he sat down next to her and propped her up.

"What is your name…" he murmured. "Shio? Nah, that's not it. Himi? Hell no…"

He tried out a few more names, from classics to even American names like Lucy or Georgia. Nothing seemed to fit. He'd been thinking about it all damn day! Her Birth Certificate, which was with the basket, was left blank purposefully. Whoever her mom was wanted Bakugo to name her.

Which irritated him to no end. Who was she? Why did she leave her kid? How could she do this?

"Don't suppose you could tell me, eh?" he asked the baby. She blinked cutely and stuck her tongue out at him. "I didn't think so. Hm…"

As the day turned to evening, he put her to bed early to make dinner for himself. Udon tonight. He kept sounding out names, even turning to people he knew.

But he couldn't see his kid being like anyone he knew from class or otherwise. Besides, wouldn't it be weird of him?

"Mina? Oh god no. Toru? Nah. Kyoka? Eh, maybe. Get some variation in there. Kokya? Koko? Kokonut? GGRRRAUGH!" He slammed his knife down. "I have no fucking idea!" He finally picked up his phone, then put it down. He was not asking his parents for help. Or anyone else for that matter!

Something strong.

"Ok, strong." He thought about how his baby was as he chopped. She seemed…feisty. Strong-willed. Like him, he supposed.

Maybe Rumi? Name her after Mirko? He hummed in thought. That was a cool idea! If there was any example of female strength, it was his old mentor.

Then he recalled how injured she became being that strong. Losing all of her limbs, but fighting anyway. She nearly died that day. So did he…

He shivered at the thought. He didn't know if he wanted her to even be a hero. He wouldn't stop her or anything. Hell, if the time came, he'd train her himself!

But…not now. Right now, his kid was just that. A kid. Besides, if she was anything like her father, she'd want to make her own name in the world.

He shook his head. He needed a different approach.

Bakugo Katsuki. Katsu would mean to win, which was pretty fitting for the Explosion Hero. Now we're getting somewhere. What did Mirko call her again? A fire lily?

"Fire Flower…" he sounded out. It was perfect! Kinda simple, but that was ok! He left the kitchen and grabbed the blank Birth Certificate. A word meaning "fire flower" and "firework".

Bakugo Hanabi.

"Yep, that's her name!" he declared. "Hanabi!"

He heard crying from the other room, prompting him to check on her. Hungry cry. He was getting good at this.

"Hey you," he grunted. He fed her gently with a fresh bottle. "Hello, Hanabi."

Hanabi guzzled the milk down in earnest. She didn't know it right then, but this was the day she had truly found her family.

And when Katsuki found his.

Once she was done eating, Hanabi fell asleep on his shoulder in seconds. He opted to carry her while he finished cooking, careful not to burn her with any of the food or oils. Hot and spicy, just how he liked it.

"I wonder if you'll like spicy food one day," he said. "Then we can have eating competitions, though I'll win them all. Just letting you know ahead of time."

He found himself talking aimlessly at his daughter, sort of "filling her in" about the going ons around here. He didn't know what else to do, so he just started rambling.

"And Four-eyes, don't even get me started on Four-eyes, squirt. He's had a stick up his ass for the last like 10 years. Kirishina, guy with the shark teeth? Good guy, you can trust him. And whatever you do, stay away from Mineta, ya hear! Or guys like Mineta! You got it?"

"...abamaama…" she gurgled.

"Good, glad we understand each other," he huffed.

Once dinner was ready, he sat down at his small table with Hanabi in a high chair. Though she wasn't eating, Katsuki still wanted her in sight. He gave her some teething toys to mess with while he ate.

Because this kid had to have something in her mouth at all times. Apparently.

"Weirdo." Katsuki said dryly. He put on some reading glasses and opened a notebook with a pen in hand. "Time to get to work."

He began writing furiously, jotting down every possible new expense he could think of. He went over receipts, looked up nannies and checked everything. His impromptu work station took up most of the table as he worked, a frown across his face.

"Shitting hell, you're expensive." He finally said. 5 million yen in just the first year of life. "You're gonna have to pull your weight, ya little shit."

Hanabi cocked her head to the side. "Eh?"

"I said get a job, ya slacker!" Katsuki yelled jokingly. "Do I look like a piggy bank?"

"Ahmamama."

"I do!? Well fuck me! Hahaha!

"Pbpbpbpbp!" Hana blew a raspberry!

"The FUCK you say to-"

Knock knock knock!

"The hell?" he jerked up at the noise. "Stay here, squirt." He hopped up and crept to the door, one hand popping with sparks in preparation. He looked through the peephole.

Then groaned. He cracked the door open. "Should've figured you'd blab."

"Hehe…" Kirishima laughed nervously. "Sorry." A practically vibrating Mina stood next to him, clasping her hands together with wide, excited eyes. "'Suki! Is it true? Do you really have a baby?" she squealed.

He rolled his eyes, then opened the door fully. "Get in already."

"YAAAY!" She jumped into the apartment, on the hunt for the tiny Bakugo. She nearly fainted at the sight as she entered the dining room, with Hanabi sitting in her high chair. She side-eyed the stranger with a plastic ring in her mouth.

"So cute!" Mina cooed, snapping pics on her phone. After that, she approached slowly, careful not to overwhelm the infant. "It's like I'm looking at a baby Bakugo!"

"That's because it is a baby Bakugo, babe," Kirishima laughed. He sniffed upon entry. "Something smells good! You cook something, bro?"

"What's it to you, hah?" Bakugo yelled. "No phone call, no food!"

"That's ok, because I could just eat you UP!" Racoon Eyes squealed to the baby. Mina's unique complexion puzzled Hanabi, but she got over it in a few seconds. She grabbed one of Mina's horns in interest.

"Oh! She got me! Did you get me? Didja?" Mina baby-talked. "What's your name, darling?"

"Bakugo hasn't named her yet," Eijiro told her.

"Yeah I did, Shark-face."

"Huh?" Eijiro turned to his friend. "You did? Already?"

"Yeah…" Bakugo rummaged through the pile of papers on the table, fishing for the Birth Certificate. He shoved it his direction, with a small blush on his face. "If you fucking laugh, I swear to god…"

Kirishima whistled, clearly impressed. "Wow, that's really good! Hanabi, eh?"

"Hanabi?" Mina could have died on the spot. "That's perfect, 'Suki! Hi, Ha-chan! Pretty girl!"

Hanabi looked at her dad, her hand still on Mina's face. "Gabagama-ah…"

"EEEEH, that's so freaking cute!" Mina gushed. Katsuki rolled his eyes at her antics. At least it was just them.

Knock Kno-knock!

'God damn it.'

"One sec," he growled. He left for the open, swinging it open.

"Hi Bakugo!" It was Ochaco and Deku this time. Bakugo gave them both a dry look, too tired to even be mad at this point.

"I was wondering, well," she beat around the bush. "I didn't want to impose or anything…"

"Get in already." He grumbled. To be fair, Ochaco was already in the know from the beginning. "You too Deku."

"You sure?" He asked cautiously. "If it's a bad time…"

"Don't fuckin'..." Bakugo rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Just get inside, idiot."

"Ooook," Deku followed his pregnant wife in. Ochaco skipped in and nearly melted from the cute overload.

"OMIGOSH SHE'S ADORABLE!" she gushed. Hanabi had found her way onto Mina's shoulders and was tugging on her horns like reins on a sleigh. Mina winced in pain, but grinned all the way. Ochaco helped her off and held her gently.

"She's too precious, what's the name?" she asked.

"Hanabi."

"So cute! Hi Hana!" Ochaco bounced the infant gleefully. "So small, too!"

"I know right?" Mina added. They both doted over the baby, who seemed unperturbed by the sudden attention.

"Hey, Kirishima." Midoriya greeted. "What are you guys…?"

"Oh, Mina had to see her as soon as I said anything." Kirishima admitted. "I think she's had a baby-fever lately.

"I do not!" Mina said hotly. "At least I didn't…gah! What have you done to me, Bakugo!" She actually started crying! Clear symptoms of baby fever. She hugged the baby in her outburst, catching Ochaco too.

"Wait, don't cry!" Ochaco pleaded. She started to well up too! "If you cry, I'm gonna…gonna…sniff!"

The two bawling women squished into Hana, who just seemed rather confused and disgruntled by the whole ordeal. And wet, from the salty tears flowing down their faces.

"For fuck's sake!" Bakugo snapped. "Pull yourselves together!"

"I'm sorry, hic!" Ochaco sobbed. "My hormones are all out of wack, hic, and your daughter's too cute!"

Mina nodded vehemently, crying equally hard. "Haa…I can't believe, hic, that this is the kid, hic, of King Explosion Murder! Waaahaha…"

"WHEEEZZZE!" Kirishima doubled over. "Oh man, Princess Explosion Murder! HA!"

"PFFF!" Not even Midoriya could help himself. Several veins popped on Bakugo's head while they laughed and cried. He couldn't even formulate words!

Knock knock!

"GRAAAH!" he roared. "WHO IS IT NOW!" He stomped over to the door and swung it open!

"Hello, Bakugo-san!" Yaoyorozu and Todoroki were there, dressed as if they were out somewhere expensive.

"Ponytail?" Bakugo sputtered. "ICYHOT? What the hell are you doing here?"

Todoroki held up a phone, showing him a picture from Mina Kirishima. He just about blew a fuse.

"RACOON EYES, I SWEAR TO FUCK!" he screamed in fury. On the phone was a picture (an adorable one, he had to admit) of his kid in her high chair, nibbling on her teething toy. In the UA group chat. That he was a part of.

"Shit…fucking…get inside, fuck!" he managed. The two made their way in. Yaoyorozu immediately found the girls cooing over the baby.

"Oh my!" she put a hand on her chest. "Well hello, little one!"

"Eh." Hanabi grunted, sporting the Bakugo glare (trademark pending).

"Are you alright, Bakugo?" Todoroki asked as he took off his coat. "We saw Mina's text and presumed-"

"FINE! Fuck, fine! It's fine!" Bakugo snapped, patting his heart. Time for his meds. "DEKU!"

"Ye-yeah?" Midoriya poked his head around the corner from the living room.

"Watch Hana, I gotta sit down." He made for his bedroom. "Wait, SCRATCH THAT! HAVE ROUND-FACE WATCH HER! Candy-boy!"

That earned some laughs while Midoirya went red. Any chance to embarrass Deku made for a good day. Satisfied, Bakugo lumbered for his room, closing the door behind him.

"Fuckin' hell," he grabbed his pills. "Damn pills…damn group chat…damn it!" He popped them down, chasing them with his canteen. He dropped to his bed and sighed. Too much excitement. Had to relax. Relax…

xXx

An hour later…

As time went on, nearly all of Bakugo's class at UA had come by to see the baby. Many wanted explanations, but Midoriya and Kirishima, to their credit, were tight lipped about it. A mini party had formed, with the host nowhere to be found.

"Is Bakugo ok?" Sero asked Midoriya. They stood in the kitchen, red solo cups in hand. "Haven't seen him all night."

"Yeah, he said he had to rest," Midoriya explained. "It's been pretty stressful, you know?"

"Yeah, can't blame him," he supposed. "Still can't believe he has a kid. Hell, your's will be in the same grade, dude!"

"Huh?" Midoriya realized. "I guess you're right!" He looked out to the couch. All the girls from 3A had gathered around the little girl, taking turns holding her. Hanabi fell asleep ages ago, accepting the new people instantly.

"Cutie, kero," Asui croaked, caressing the baby. "Just like how my little sister was."

"Hey, does this mean Ha-chan is one of us now?" Hagakure asked.

"Of course!" Mina half-yelled. "She's one of the girls! Even if her dad's a goblin sometimes!"

"Agreed." Jirou raised her hand.

"Seconded!" Momo chimed in.

"It's settled!" Mina announced. "Hanabi is now our baby sister!"

"Shouldn't we ask Bakugo, first?" Ochaco suggested.

"Mmm…" Mina pretended to think about it. "Nope! Hee hee!"

Midoriya smiled, but furrowed his brow. He will be having his own kid soon. They'd know each other, grow up together.

He just hoped that they'd get along better than he and Kaachan did back then.

"Yo," a gruff voice grumbled. Speak of the devil!

"Kaachan! Feeling better?" Midoriya asked.

"Was never bad, idiot! Just needed a breather." He snapped. He grabbed a gatorade from the fridge. "Guess Racoon Eyes invited everybody, huh?"

"Looks that way," Midoriya agreed. "Look, I'm sorry. We didn't mean to intrude like this-" Bakugo put a hand in his face.

"Shut up already, nerd." He leaned up against the counter, checking on his kid. Perfectly safe, now in Yaoyorozu's arms. "This was gonna happen sooner or later, might as well get it out of the way."

Midoriya opened his mouth again, but closed it. If Bakugo really wanted everyone out, he could have done so by now or even before.

Was Bakugo…enjoying this?

"...you missed everyone, huh?" Midoriya said with a smile.

"HAH?" Bakugo snarled. "OF COURSE NOT, DUMBASS! THE HELL DO YOU THINK I LOOK LIKE?! FUCK YOU-"

The girls looked up at Bakugo, yelling and swearing at a grinning Midoriya with big angry eyes. No surprise there. Then they looked at the sleeping baby, in almost his exact likeness. Hanabi looked like a little angel. For now at least.

"You think she'll bring out a softer side to Bakugo?" Momo wondered.

"Probably not," Jirou said with a sweatdrop. "If anything, she'll be a big tomboy with him as a dad. Not that that's a bad thing, you know."

"Don't say that!" Mina covered Hana's ears. "Princess Explosion Murder is a princess! And always will be!"

"Sure, kero," Asui patted Hanabi's head. "But with 'Explosion' and 'Murder' in the title, it's sounds a little off. Not very girly." Momo handed the baby off to Ochaco, to whom Hanabi unconsciously snuggled into to keep warm.

"Awwww…" they cooed. "Are you doing ok, Ochaco?" Tsu asked plainly.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" she said. "Why?"

"Just asking," the frog girl shrugged. "Thought you might have wanted to be the first with a baby, you know?"

"What?" she laughed. "No! Nothing like that…"

This was a bit of a lie. Ochaco Midoriya was looking forward to being the first with a kid. When she heard Bakugo suddenly had a baby out of nowhere, she couldn't help the pang of envy in her chest. Wanting to help came first at the time, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't feel the least bit jealous.

And everything was so perfect too! She had Izuku, their enormous house, successful careers, and now a baby on the way! And Katsuki…

Katsuki didn't have anybody. No mom to take care of his daughter. No huge house. Yes, he was the number two hero, but he had to be feeling the sudden pressure. He was on his own.

Now she felt bad for feeling jealous.

"Thanks, Tsu," she said quietly. "I needed that."

"Kero," Tsu nodded understandingly. Meanwhile, Hanabi finally woke up and started looking around. Her little brows furrowed seemingly in frustration.

"What? What is it? Ochaco asked. She only got grunts in response. "She might be looking for Bakugo. I better get him."

"Nuuuu!" Mina cried. "I wanted to hang out longer!"

As the other girl consoled their friend, Mrs. Midoriya carried the restless baby to her dad, who was talking to his own squad of people. Kaminari and Sero were arguing about the latest gaming console and Kirishima and Shoji were talking to Bakugo about the uptick in Trigger crimes lately.

"By my numbers," Shoji continued. "About 70% of my apprehensions are Trigger instant villains. Fat Gum Agency and Gang Orca are teaming up to try and find the source, but it hasn't been easy."

"You're telling me," Bakugo grumbled. "Tell you what, put me on the phone with the whale, would ya? I'm getting sick of these-eh?" Ochaco handed him his kid. "Thanks, Round-face."

"No problem, I think she was looking for you when she woke up," she said. He hummed, holding Hana up to his face.

"Whatchu want, squirt?"

She looked at him with big wide eyes, and gave a huge smile! Bakugo nearly dropped her in shock.

"Oh my gosh!" Ochaco squealed. "Was that her first smile?"

"I think it might have been…" Bakugo said. But as soon as it came, it was gone. She was back to frowning at everything again. He grabbed a teething toy and gave it to her, which she promptly shoved into her mouth.

"She's very cute, Bakugo." Shoji complimented.

"Yeah, she's a little turd sometimes," Katsuki said, sitting her on the counter. "But she's…you know…"

"She's what?" Eijiro asked.

"...not ugly."

Ochaco face-palmed while Kirishima guffawed. Even Shoji chuckled a bit behind his ever present mask. Bakugo turned pink at their reaction.

"Shut the fuck up, Shitty Hair!" he snarled. That only made him laugh harder. "OI! SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!"

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Eventually, the party petered out as it got close to 10pm. Bakugo made the Bakusquad help him clean up (which didn't take very long anyway) before they left.

Everyone had given their best wishes before setting off, giving him wishes of luck and "you got this". After finally getting rid of everyone, Katsuki slid down his front door to the floor, tired as all hell.

"This is only the beginning…" he said to himself. It wasn't 5 seconds after when he heard crying from his room.

"For the love of…damn it…" he clamored up and walked to his room. When he got to the crib, he checked for poop. No smell. He fed her about 30 minutes ago, so she wasn't hungry…

"What?" he asked. Hana kept crying. He picked her up to his shoulder with one arm. "C'mon…it's time to go to sleep.

But she kept crying.

"C'mon…" he growled. He walked around with her, trying to placate the sobbing child. "Gotta sleep, squirt."

But nothing seemed to work. He started to get angry, but reined it in right away. He wasn't about to blow up at his own daughter. Not now, not ever.

'Wait, that might work!'

"Hana, look here!" he said softly, raising his other hand. He held his palm close enough to see, but far enough away so as to not hurt her eyes. Once he had her attention…

Cracklecracklepopopopopop…

Small sparks and booms illuminated the room with an orange glow, catching her eye. The crying slowed to a stop as she watched the mini light show erupting from his open palm. She reached out to touch it, but Katsuki wisely held her away.

"Don't touch, just watch," he warned. He realized that he never once used his quirk in front of her since he found her! He kept up the display, keeping her attention.

It was ironic really. This was the move he used to intimidate his foes on a regular basis, even as a kid to threaten Deku. Now, he used the same move to comfort his kid, just with a lower output. And it was working.

Before long, Hanabi was fast asleep again, drooling all over Katsuki's shirt. He hummed and shut off his quirk, taking her back to bed. He laid her out on her back, taking the pink blanket she came with to keep her warm.

He stood over her for a bit, simply taking in the sight of his daughter. He would never have none this in front of anybody, lest he be seen as anything but a hardcore incarnation of destruction, but alas. He leaned down and pecked her on the forehead.

"Goodnight, Hana. Sleep good." As he clambered back to his own bed, he thought to himself. 'Am I getting soft?'

"...nah."

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