A small tiny chapter for this week, it's Izuku's turn to tell the story.
Izuku couldn't find his crayons.
"Kacchan," Izuku grabbed the teen's pants. "Kacchan, where's crans?"
"Deku, I'm busy." Kacchan didn't look away from whatever work Otou-san had given the older kids that day. If Izuku was honest, he didn't really understand what "class" was. He knew the kids sat at those hard tables and watched Otou-san draw on the board, and then they would go outside for a while. It wasn't fair, Izuku wanted to go outside, too! Otou-san says it is "too dangerous", but playing outside can't be that dangerous, can it?
That's why Izuku was drawing a picture of Outside. Clearly, Otou-san wasn't getting it. He wants to go outside! He wants to go to class and play with them!
Where are his crayons?!
"Kaaaaaaaaacchaaaaaaaannnnnnn…" Izuku whined.
"What do you want, you little brat?" Kacchan finally paid attention to him.
"Where are my crans?"
"I don't know, ask Ponytail or something."
"Okee." Izuku ran out of the room. "Momooooo!"
"Oh, there you are, Izu-kun." Yaomomo picked him up. Izuku giggled, he liked being tall like the other kids. "What do you need?"
"Do you know where my crans are?"
"You mean 'cray-ons'?" Yaomomo said the words slowly.
"Yes, my crans!" Izuku bounced excitedly. "Where are my crans?"
"I don't know, but I can make you some." Yaomomo said. She pulled her long sleeve up. Izuku watched, fascinated, as she used her quirk.
"Thank you, Momo!" Izuku took the crayons and ran off. He was going to make the most awesomest picture. Then Otou-san would let him go outside for sure!
Sorry about the short chapter, I've had a hard week when it comes to writing. I hope you guys enjoyed some of Izuku's POV!
Appreciate you all! ~BP