"...I think Shinsou deserves to bond with the cinnamon roll.

Maybe Izuku has a nightmare, and Shinsou, being the insomniac he is, is there to help the little guy…" - request by Bakeku67

Thank you all for your patience! I am hereby ending this hiatus!

(For those of you wondering, I passed my driver's test! :D My family is all moved in, and my AP test scores come back some time this month. Fingers crossed)

And, because I remembered to disclaim it for once, I do not own My Hero Academia.

If there was one thing Shinsou had learned from Aizawa, it was that being a parent and a teacher was extremely difficult.

If there were two things he'd learned from Aizawa, it was that the man had mastered the art of being two things at once.

Aizawa's kid, Izuku, was sitting on a blanket with a few toys while Aizawa put Shinsou through intense training to catch up with class 1-A. The bean sprout had accidentally ripped one of his plushes, and demanded it to be fixed immediately.

And that was why Aizawa was sewing shut a stuffed version of himself and sending Shinsou into the grass over and over again at the same time.

Shinsou pushed himself off the ground once more, grass staining his uniform. He grabbed his training capture weapon and lunged at Aizawa-sensei again.

Aizawa dodged to the side, tripping Shinsou as he went. He stuck the sewing needle into his sleeve and pulled out a vibrating phone. In a monotone voice, he said, "What."

Shinsou didn't recognize the voice on the other end. Still, his sensei couldn't do three things at once. He ran at him again.

Aizawa's capture weapon whipped out and hung Shinsou up in a tree by his ankle. The silent glare at his student kept Shinsou docile, waiting for his teacher to hang up.

"Shinsou-san?"

"Oh. Baby Aizawa." Shinsou looked down (up?) at the toddler. "Do you need something?"

"What's your quirk?"

"Uh…" Shinsou internally sighed. "Brainwashing."

"Huh?" Izuku frowned. He rubbed his head. "Is my brain dirty?"

"What?" Shinsou laughed at the unexpected question. "Why do you ask?"

"You wash brains, don't you? I have never had a brain wash before. Otou-san says I need to take a bath every day to be clean, so my brain must be really, really dirty now."

"Oh. Oh." Shinsou facepalmed. "Sorry kiddo, I think you misunderstood. Brainwashing means I can control people with my mind."

"Oh." Izuku sounded confused. "So, my brain's not dirty?"

"No." Shinsou chuckled. "It is really clean."

"Your quirk sounds really cool, Shinsou-san." Izuku said. "Can you show me?"

"Maybe later," Shinsou replied. "When I'm not training with Aizawa-sensei."

"Otou-san's talking to someone, though. You're not training right now!" Izuku argued.

"I'm upside down right now." Shinsou explained. "And I don't have anyone to brainwash right now."

"Yes you do! You've got me!" Izuku said, excited at the idea of seeing a new quirk.

"You won't be able to see it then." Shinsou grinned.

"Oh."

"Playtime's over, children." Aizawa said, putting his phone away. "I have some work to do out in the city. Shinsou, do you mind watching Izuku until I get back? Around 9-ish."

"Uh, sure." Shinsou nodded.

Aizawa recalled his capture weapon, letting Shinsou fall with an oof. "Izuku goes to bed at 6."

"Good luck, Eraserhead."

-*short time skip*-

Shinsou quietly closed the door to Izuku's room. It was weird, being in the 1-A dorms. Well, really, it was exactly the same as his dorms, but 1-A had this, like, energy about them.

Shinsou never felt so out of place.

And he was going to be living with these people next year.

"Oh hey! You're that guy from the Sports Festival - er, Shinsou, right?"

A blond guy was peering up the stairs to the Aizawa's floor (the unused floor on the girls' side of the dorms, mostly to keep a certain someone out).

"Uh, yeah. And you are…?"

"Oh, yeah, you probably don't remember me. Everyone else really takes the spotlight! I'm Kaminari Denki." The blond grinned.

"I'm sure you stand out plenty." Shinsou said (maybe, possibly, a teeny-tiny bit bitterly). "You're in 1-A, after all."

"Can't deny that! But hey, what are you doing on Aizawa-sensei's floor?"

"Putting Baby Aizawa to sleep." Shinsou replied. "Sen- Eraserhead had some hero work to do, so I took the kid back here."

"So you're on babysitting duty." Kaminari chuckled. "Kouda and Iida are gonna be upset, it was Kouda's day today."

"Then why is Iida going to be upset…?"

"Well." Kaminari laughed. His voice grew mocking, and he made chopping motions in the air. "You see, Shinsou-san, there is a system-"

Kaminari was interrupted by a piercing cry from the bedroom Shinsou had just left. In a flash, Shinsou, closely followed by Kaminari, was at Izuku's side.

"Uh," Shinsou hesitantly picked up the crying child. "Um. Shhh. Shhh. It's alright, uh, you're safe…"

"He's having a nightmare." Kaminari suddenly said.

"Yeah, no duh." Shinsou snapped. He winced. "Sorry. Help me out? I have no idea what I'm doing."

"Oh, yeah, of course." Kaminari picked up one of Izuku's toys - Shinsou didn't recognize it, but it was probably some hero - and began dancing it in front of Izuku.

Shinsou noticed abruptly that Izuku was awake - somehow, he thought he'd still been asleep. Izuku soon calmed a little, distracted by the toy just out of his reach. Kaminari handed it over when he reached for it.

"You know," Kaminari said. "I never realized that, despite how much trauma the rest of us have, Izuku has been through just as much."

"Uh." Shinsou didn't know what to say about that. "Hey, wait, Baby Aizawa was at all those villain attacks?"

Kaminari nodded, strangely solemn. "Every single one. It's a lot for anyone to handle, and Izuku is only four."

"Where are you going with this?"

Kaminari shrugged. "I guess my motivations changed."

"How so?"

"I mean, isn't it better to work to prevent kids from experiencing the same things we did? Than anything else."

"I suppose it's a high priority." Shinsou shrugged.

Kaminari sighed. "Protecting childhoods. Yeah."

Haha, I did NOT mean for that last convo to happen. Oops.

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