This features some personal experiences with those who are diagnosed with ASD or ADHD (my whole family and I have one or both at various degrees.) This is in no way mocking or undermining the conditions. Nor meant to offend anyone.

This is made for fun and to make people laugh and forget the shit going down in this world.

Words= thoughts

"I know I said I'd be here but I've yet to pack and I-" the 7 foot man stuttered and struggled to get out as he

"Oh, don't worry about it All Might! You take as much time as you need packing your things! We can easily handle those two little darlings." Hagakure said as she pushed the reluctant man out the door

"Well…"

"Seriously All Might, we can easily handle them. They're just two six year olds." Jiro said, cutting him off before he could argue.

"But…"

Bakugo poked his head out of the dining room, "I've got them to sit down and eat the spaghetti and sauce I made for dinner. So, you can head off." Bakugo said gruffly, cutting off the veteran hero's excuses as to why he'd needed to stay.

"Well, okay...then. BUT don't hesitate to call in case of anything." All Might said as he finally conceded to the teens

They all said they would and waved him off and headed back inside.

"Kirishima, to answer your question this is going to be-" Kaminari started to say but didn't finish as they heard a noise out of nowhere.

*Bang!* *Crash*

"Oh no…"

"Eeeeeerrrgh…."

Their heads whipped around at the sounds of distress and destruction. All 20 of the class speed walked to the dinning room where the kids were.

There, although previously sitting and eating perfectly fine by themselves, now stood Shouta, Hizashi and a huge mess.

And while the child seemed to be trying his damnedest to clean up all Hizashi really was doing was only making it worse.

Their English teacher's hands were a saucy mess, leaving the group with the conclusion the boy had been using them instead of a fork to eat his dinner. There were streaks of sauce and noodles bites that'd been ground and mushed into the red fabric of his overalls. The remainder of his dinner was pinned between the front of his overalls and chest like a pouch. The front and cuffs of his shirt were also victims of the sauce while his right sleeve was currently attempting to sponge up the spilled water. The sleeve having absorbed all it could and now just pushing the liquid around the table.

Hizashi had somehow succeeded in getting more food on or around him than in him. As the floor was also roped into his noodly fiasco.

Then there was Shouta who currently was staring at his meal like it was a cadaver. One hand clutching his hair while the other seemed frozen, his fingers flexing and contorting stiffly and repeatedly hovering in the air.

"WHAT HAPPENED!?" Jiro screamed completely flabbergasted at the boys.

Hizashi turned around with a surprised look on his face, his hands frozen mid-air like a deer in headlights.

"Oh. I spilled and tried to fix it." He said like the noodle catastrophe they were looking at was simple math.

"How...how'd you get it all over yourself?" Midoriyah said as he maneuvered the food war zone, not wanting to ruin his socks. He plucked a noodle out the smiling blond's hair, holding it up like he'd never seen such a thing before.

"WELL, I was eating my spaghet and then I dropped my fork on the ground making it dirty. Cause floors are where shoes stomp stomp stomp. And shoes step in gross things, so now my fork was a gross thing." He pointed at the utensil lying between the two legs of his chair .

"So, not wanting to take Sho's fork, cause that's stealing and being told not to leave the table till I was done…." His eyes avoided Midoriya's, "and then I remembered seeing on this TV show my moms were watching about these people that live in the forest and they use their hands as forks. Even the adults! so, I was like, "well if an adult does it then it must be okay."

"So I grabbed the noodles with my hands but there was sauce on them so it was really messy and slippery making it get all over my hands. So I wiped them off on my pants because I didn't have napkins."

"BUT then I touched some really hot ones and I flung my hand away and I knocked my glass of water. Which spilled over, making a bigger mess! So I used my sleeve to mop it up and then squeeze it back into my cup BUT!" The boy said exasperated like he hadn't caused all this. "When I leaned forward I knocked my spaghetti over onto my lap and the remaining sauce got in my overalls! And…. That's when you guys came in. The end" he smiled at them with a dopey grin.

"Okay. Okay...okay. you're going to go get cleaned up. Kirishima, Kaminari, and Mineta I'll leave that to you. One of you carry him so we don't have to mop the hallways and anything else he touches."

Kirishima, seeing neither of the goon gang move to grab Hizashi, shrugged, ripped his shirt off and picked the kid up by his armpits.

Dangling him in front of him like Simba in Lion King, while quickly running up the stairs to avoid leaving too big a marinara sauce trail.

"Hagakure, Koji, Mina,Tsuyu and Sero you five will be on clean up duty. We need to wash those clothes, carpet, and anything else Hizashi touches/dirties. And it has to quickly before stains set. So, that's your job. All Might won't be pleased to see this mess and we can't screw it up this early!" Iida said directing his classmates like a president should.

The eight of them set out to do as told. That only left Aizawa, who'd remained silent through this entire ordeal so far. Only the occasional grunt or whine.

Yaoyorozu carefully got beside him," Eraserh- I mean Shouta? Shouta what's wrong?"

"It's ruined. Can't eat."

"Ruined? Do you mean the food? How is your food ruined, Shouta-kun?" Yaoyorozu said calmly.

"The water touched...the noodles. It's ruined. Can't eat it." He looked at her with watery eyes.

"No, no Shouta you need to eat that. It's your dinner and you'll be hungry if you don' 's just a little water and we cook it in water so it's fine."

"Ruined. Can't eat!" Aizawa said aggressively banging the table before going back to the position they'd found him in. Albeit now he'd occasionally pulled a lock of hair.

Yaoyorozu just looked at the others for help.

Iida and Midoriyah were no help, them both throwing up their hands. Bakugo looked like he was about to blow up at the kid so he's out

And Todoroki was focused on the spaghetti and not the obviously distressed child.

Without a word Todoroki went to the fridge, ignoring the stares he was getting.

Is he...eating at a time like this?

Albeit the dual element wielder was going at a snail's pace. Occasionally doubling back to look at Shouta's dinner before resuming cooking. Everything seemingly chosen under the utmost scrutiny. The stoic boy even spent a good 2 minutes debating on plates.

"You going to help Half N Half? OR ARE YOU GOING TO FUCKIN EAT!?" Bakugo hissed, angry at the lack of help being given. Especially since he'd been busy trying everything. Now, at the moment, bribing Shouta with money to just stop and eat.

Shouta's frustration had escalated to crying and had been doing so for the last 10 minutes.

"I am helping." Shoto said as he returned to Shouta's side with his spaghetti in hand.

"Shouta. Shouta look." Todoroki continued calling till the six year old reacted. Finally looking at him as he delicately switched out the plate with the one he'd just made.

Not letting go till he'd positioned it the exact same way as the first plate.

Everyone held their breath, horrified Todoroki would further exasperated the situation.

They sat ready for the mother of all tantrums, but it never happened.

After 7 stressful minutes of Shouta examining the two dishes like a crime scene investigator he grabbed his fork and began to eat.

"Wha….." Bakugo was left speechless at the child's fussiness.

"I replaced it. Problem solved." Todoroki walked out without another word.

"Who knew the teacher was such a fussy eater? I'm in no position to criticize parent's child rearing methods however discipline is needed."

"Hmmm...yeah. fussy…" Yaoyorozu said slowly, looking at Aizawa critically as the boy ate very slowly.

"Wonder how Kirishima and them are doing."

Just as he said that he heard the sound of Sero crying, bodies falling down the stairs and saw a sauce creature running towards them.

"What the-!?" Bakugo winced as he was slammed to the ground.

-rewind back half an hour-

"Okay, although I commend sticking to obeying our words, it's okay to call for help my little dude." Kirishima said as they carried the more spaghetti than boy to the master bathroom.

The boy rocking back and forth like nothing had happened.

"Can't believe how messy you got with a single plate of spaghetti! Well, Big bro Kirishima is going to clean you up!" he put Hizashi down on the bathroom sink while the boy sucked on his fingers.

Several minutes later...

"Ok...I have no idea what the hell we're supposed to do." Kirishima said as he gestured at Hizashi, still as messy as when they first started.

"Just bathe him!" Mineta said exasperatedly

"Yeah...but, he's not my relative and that's weird. Plus he's my teacher and I'd rather not see all that." Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck feeling all types of awkwardness.

"Oh...dude! I wasn't even thinking about it like that but now!" Kaminari punched the rock boy in the arm.

"Well, it's hard not to! He's...Mr. Yamada!"

"No, let's just imagine this is just some random child."

"DUDE THAT'S WORSE! Now, I feel like a pedophile!" Kirishima exclaimed

"What's a pedophile you assholes?" Hizashi says, sucking the sauce out of his shirt.

"Okay, we got to tell Bakugo there's no swearing around these guys. Hizashi-kun don't say that word, "asshole" is a bad word." Mineta explained as he was being oddly mature.

"Why?"

"Because it's a swear word and is offensive."

"What's o..off. offansive mean?"

"It means bad. So you shouldn't say it."

"Why?"

"Because it just is."

"Why?"

"BECAUSE I-" "Let's stop this before it starts. Stop making this weird. I'll start the tub, he'll undress himself and hop in. So let's do this."

The three did as planned and it seemed like they'd been worrying over nothing...or so they thought.

"Gosh, this is still so weird. Like is so... well actually not much different from how he is in class. Maybe less coordinated through." Mineta said as he really considered it.

"Yeah, wonder if the way we do this will affect our grades. Like are we at a "C" now? I don't think we're supposed to let him literally bathe in his dinner."

"I don't think we can be blamed for it, here go. It's ready!" Kirishima said as he tested the water, wanting it to be perfect.

He helped Hizashi off the bathroom counter so the boy could get his ruined outfit off. Only there was a problem: Hizashi couldn't get his pants off. The zipper was caught and Hizashi's greasy sauce covered fingers couldn't get a good grip.

"Dude takes his pants off." Kaminari gestured at Hizashi while commanding Mineta.

"What!? No!"

"Come on the longer we wait the harder it'll be to get that stuff out of his hair and clothes!

We're trying to prove we're capable of taking care of two six years old boys. Be the hero in this situation."

"Rock, paper, scissors." Mineta after looking at the struggling saucy six year old.

"Are you serious? You can't be serious!"

"Uh, yeah! I'm not going to one that put my hand down there!" Mineta said with his arms crossed.

"Guys you're being immature. You're acting like he's naked." Kirishima interjected

"Then you do it!" Mineta rounded on Kirishima, jabbing a finger in his face.

"No way, I started the bath and carried him up here!"

"Come on dude, rock paper scissors."

"Fine, you big baby!" Kaminari finally conceded

Unfortunately, like it was originally planned Mineta had help Hizashi. he'd lost magnificently.

"Well," Mineta sighed "we'll just keep this whole incident thing a secret from Midnight and the other teachers,kay."

Upon hearing that, Hizashi stopped smiling as an uneasy feeling grew in his gut. Now regretting having taken his shirt and socks off. Hizashi quietly began to sneak out when his arm was grabbed by Kirishima.

"Its ready!" Kirishima called out,"So don't leave."

They plopped the boy next to the tub but he was instantly making another break for the door. they did this several time for the cycle to repeat.

"Come on little buddy. Aren't you going to hop on in? How about we get those dirty things off yah?" Kirishima said as the kid started really fighting them, wiggling like crazy when ever they picked him up. Hizashi had almost successfully running away several times, the bathroom not made to have three teens in it at once made it easy for him to evade them. the battle they'd been fighting had resulted in all three boys' clothes becoming stained to hell and tons of pasta sauce footprints and drag marks covering the hallway walls and floors.

"No." The boy said as he held onto the door knob, not going to get in that bath without a fight

"Yes. You have to get clean. So off with the clothes." Kaminari said as he grabbed Hizashi's arm while Kirishima held him around his stomach.

Jesus! are they sure they didn't retain the strength they had as adults!? no kid should have this much grip strength!

"NO!" Hizashi wrenched his arm back from the human Pikachu, amplifying his scream with his quirk.

Causing the three to fall to their knees as they felt their ears scream in pure agony.

Seeing his chance Hizashi bolted, his little feet running as fast as humanly possible.

Sero looked at his work proudly, albeit small, the stains left behind by Hizashi were bitches to get out. The wall and wood seemed almost determined to absorb the sauce, making him really scrub to get it off the plaster.

"Finally done. A job well done if I do say myself" the boy wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked about with pride from his place on the steps.

"NO!" Was heard in the distance and not long after stomping. Whomever it was was coming towards the Tape hero.

The hell was that? Wait is that- oh shit!

*THUMP*

*THUMP*

*THUMP*

"WHOA!"

*THUMP*

*THUD*

*BANG*

"OOF!"

Sero got wiped out by the very boy he'd been left to clean up after. As Hizashi fell down the stairs he left big imprints on everything he touched! Walls, stairs and Sero himself, nothing was spared.

The boy scrambled off of him and down the remainder of the way down towards the kitchen.

Sero pulled himself up only to get toppled over again by Kirishima. Which was soon followed by Denki who slid on Hizashi's Ragù tracks.

Mineta soon joined the pile of limbs, the three aggressively disentangling themselves before renewing the chase like some sort of bad Three Stooges skit.

Sero looked at the wake of his hard work and tears poured from his eyes.

THUMP!THUMP!THUMP!

"Wha-OOF!" was all Bakugo got out before he was mowed down by a very frantic Hizashi.

"You...YOU IDIOTS CANT EVEN WASH A KID BY YOURSELVES!?"

"NOT OUR FAULT! HE BLEW OUT OUR EARDRUMS THEN BOLTED." Kaminari countered, not taking the flak for something he didn't do.

"PANTOSAURUS TAUGHT ME!" Hizashi screamed back as he smushed himself to the back of Bakugo's legs, Utterly ruining his pants.

Everyone stopped as they registered the six years old's words.

"Pantosaurus?"

A quick search on YouTube and they couldn't really discipline the child but it did remind them the extent of the quirk's power. They weren't dealing with , the energetic English teacher they're dealing with a whole different being.

Both were different beings. Shouta had no recollection of the USJ attack and how he'd risked his life. Hizashi wasn't the man that simultaneously ran three jobs at once. To them they were strangers or at best babysitters.

"Okay... I guess I didn't really grasp how... memory-less they are. But we can do this! Cause really how hard can this be?" Kirishima said again with a reassuring smile.

So after Bakugo explaining/demonstrating how good friends he was with the three boys, allowing it to be a bubble bath, and a quick video call from Hizashi's mothers they finally got him to go wash up.

Hizashi's parents were surprisingly unphased to see their 30 year old son back to 6.

The whole process took so long that the sauce had dried, making it extra hard to scrub off and out of the boy's hair. Resulting in the assistance of Satou and 3 chocolate bars to get the job done.

"Nezu filled us in on the situation. And I'm so glad to see my little boy in the hands of such capable heroes! He has a friend to play with this time too!"

Hikaru Hizashi said as she and her wife, Mitsuko Hizashi, watched their child play heroes and villains with an All Might and Fat Gum figure in the background. Now squeaky clean.

Both vividly remembered how much their baby boy struggled with making friends. Sometimes due to his mannerisms, sometimes because of his endless supply of energy, sometimes cuz of how he talked. But 99% of the time because of his quirk. Remembering the long nights, the many parent-teacher conferences and parent to parent apologies about accidents involving students, property, equipment, etc.

Mitsuko signed 'Luckily Hizashi was easy to entertain and will eat about everything, it was just keeping him focused that was the hard part. He was a bundle of energy and curiosity. Take tons of pictures please and don't hesitate to call in case of questions!'

After a few more minutes they said bye and realized it was 8:00 pm, which according to all the childcare websites and Google searches Yaoyorozu did, meant it was time for bed.

"Okay boys! Time for bed." Midoriyah said crouching down to the boys' level.

They looked at him before turning back and resuming playing with the action figures and Legos they'd been given.

"Guys, it's time to stop playing, clean up, and go to bed." Midoriyah repeated only more sternly.

The two kids just ignored him, turning their backs to him. Blatantly disrespecting him again.

"Move Deku! Can't even demand the respect of two 6 year olds? Pathetic!" He shoved his childhood friend before turning to his tiny teachers, "Time for bed brats."

"Not tired." Hizashi said as he made his All Might figure do a flip in the air.

"Too bad! Bed! Now!" Bakugo could feel his anger grow at the kid's refusal.

"I'm not tired!"

"WHY YOU LITTLE BA-""come on little buddies you need sleep," Kirishima quickly covered his pal's mouth, cutting him off before he could say what he predicted was not age appropriate.

Kirishima bent down and pulled the toy out of Hizashi's hand, "You've played enough and you can play tomorrow. Besides don't you want to see your new room?"

"NEW ROOM!?" Hizashi screamed before tugging on Kirishima's hand, trying to make the boy go faster.

"Okay okay!" Kirishima shakily picked Shouta up, while Hizashi aggressively tugged his arm to get him moving. juggling the silenter of the two he awkwardly ran with Hizashi, the boy yanking him along, holding a death grip on the redhead's hand.

Upon seeing their room the boys bolted from the Rock hero now absolutely excited to go to bed. One of the previously empty dwellings had been completely remodeled to temporarily house the two teachers. Luckily, Power Loader and Cementoss were able to modify it so it was connected to the teacher's ensuite in case of emergencies.

The room was split into two designs one for Hizashi and one for Shouta. Hizashi's side was Maya blue and on the side had a stencil of a pair of navy blue headphones with it's cord making a music beat symbol on it.

Various posters of bands most of 1-A hadn't heard about were on the wall. Bands like Kiss and Beatles and more. Although upon first glance Hizashi was jumping up and down exclaiming how he adored this song and that.

His single bed had pillows with notes and instruments and words like, "rock". His comforter looked like a giant keyboard.

And lining the wall and under his bed were several containers for toys.

Shouta's side was painted the color lava ( that's actually a color!? look it up) with a black city stencil running along his side of the wall.

His pillows were simple blacks and grays. It was his comforter that had him smiling though. His eyes twinkling as the comforter was FenDie cat patterned. The black and white kitties pattern won his heart immediately. An added bonus being it looked really good with the monochromatic color scheme they'd chosen having guessed the boy would like it. They'd guessed right.

On his bed was a black cat plushie with a white scarf around its neck courtesy of Midnight. She was unable to help herself and had said she was obligated to get it for Aizawa.

How Nezu and the staff had gotten this all done before night still confused the kids but they chalked it down to Plus Ultra.

"Okay, get in those PJ's and I'll tuck you in." Kirishima turned around so they could get into their pajamas.

"DONE! Oops, sorry."

The second Kirishima turned and saw them he was whipping out his phone. He quickly snapped millions of pictures, the two were too cute not to. No, it would've been a literal sin not to capture his teachers on camera at the moment. The moment had to be documented for future generations.

The staff had thought it smart to send an email to see if any one would donate kids clothes and the parents had delivered. They'd gotten really lucky clothes-wise as (Inko) had kept all of Izuku's PJs from when he was a child. The woman had personally brought them all the way to U.A to help upon hearing their dilemma. And thank God she had otherwise the world would've been robbed.

He made sure to take extras of Shouta, his sensei's cuteness just too much. Both looked so adorable in their All Might onesies.

Hizashi wore the blue version of Midoriya's All Might onesies. The boy fell in love with it the second he saw it on his bed. The instant it was zipped up he'd become a hero he dubbed Captain- Bunny Rabbit Man. The kid ran circles around Kirishima, loving the fact the onesie had a cape. The only problem was it was a little snug as Hizashi was taller than the typical 6 year old.

Shouta was the polar opposite with him being on the smaller size. Because of this he was a bit dwarfed by his onesie. However the bagginess just added to the cuteness he exuded. He was wearing Midoriya's red version.

Kirishima tucked both of them in before leaving and slowly closed the door behind him. He promptly shots a thumbs up to his friends making them release the breath they'd been holding.

"Let's go watch TV, now that the little bois are in bed." he whispered.

Little did they know, their nightmare had just begun.

~~~~8:10 p.m.~~~~

The common room was aflutter with activities, some kids read or watched TV. Others were drawing or playing cards. Enjoying what they deemed a job well done.

"Read 'em and weep! Straight" Kaminari said as he slammed his cards to the table. He reached for all the chips only to get his hand smacked

"That's it? Sparky, full house." Mina said, literally shoving the cards in the boy's face.

"Uggggggggggghhhhhh, I fold." Kirishima whimpered out as he was left with one chip.

"Well, that sucks, anyone able to beat that?" Jiro looked around the table.

"Well, guess that means-" draw two."

A red draw two UNO card covered Mina's jack of heart

"Uno!"

"Hizashi? Shouta? What are you doing up out of bed?" Mina asked, an owlish expression on her face.

"Well you said it's time for bed, and we did that. So now, we can play more."

Shouta simply nodded in agreement.

"When I said it's time for bed I meant to go and to stay in bed. How about this, I'll read y'all a story. How about that?"

"Okay." Hizashi walked after Kirishima like a duckling follows its mother.

Aizawa remained there, just staring at the other 3 students for several seconds before following.

"Okay, we can agree... Sensei was/is a weird kid, right?"

Everyone at the table simply nodded.

9:25

"Come on! Come on!"

Sero smashed the buttons of his controller, tilting his body left and right. Tongue out as he focused hard on the screen's happenings.

"You're not going to win." Jiro said calmly as her fingers moved at a frantic pace.

Sero watched disheartening as Mario was spiked off the Pokemon stadium ledge by Wii Fit Trainer.

Meta knight (Tokoyami), Sheik (Shoji), Sero (Mario) clapped as the colorless character celebrated.

"Jiro, how are you so good?" Sero tightly clutched his controller as he stewed with anger.

"Can I play next?" A familiar voice said from the back, a voice that belonged to a person that was supposed to be in bed.

"Hizashi...what are you doing up?" Jiro looked as the boy scratched his belly while rocking back and forth on his heels.

"Never went to sleep."

"*Sigh* I got it," Kirishima scooped the boy up, going to once again tuck the boy in bed.

9:45

*Thump*

"What was that?" Yaoyorozu said looking up from her book

They go to the stairs to see a ball bouncing down the stairs with their small homeroom teacher bounding after it.

So focused on the ball the boy didn't see the disgruntled Bakugo standing in front of him.

Like a magician and a rabbit, Bakugo snatched the boy up by his All Might onesie hair. Flipping him over his shoulder, Bakugo started for their bedroom AGAIN! But not before destroying the ball underneath his foot.

His eyes shot up and he locked eyes on Hizashi, the boy instantly bolting for his room.

He heard the scampering of little feet as he stomped his way up.

He kicked the door open, catching Hizashi just as he was hefting himself into bed. The boy trying (and failing) to play innocent.

"BED NOW!"

10:30

Shouta and Mic walked in and the Bakusquad had to hold back the explosive user.

"WHY ARE YOU STILL UP!?" Bakugo screamed as his classmates dog-piled him. Restraining the boy from the two.

"I'm hungry and Shouta wants something to drink."

"You've already had dinner!"

"I spilled most of mine on me and Shou just wants water." Hizashi quickly employed his 'puppy dog eyes" for good measure.

"*Sigh* He does have a point, he spent dinner time in the bath." Jiro pinched the bridge of her nose.

"You're getting a sandwich and nothing else. Also, PJ's off because after the spaghetti fiasco I don't trust you know to eat cleanly."

Jiro sat and waited as Shouta drank and Hizashi ate a PB&J sandwich in his boxers

11:00

"Now it's time for bed." Jiro lead the two upstairs

"WAIT!" Hizashi slapped a hand over his mouth at the quirk slip." I have to brush my teeths or the tooth doctor takes his drill and go errrrrrrrr and-!"

"*Sigh* fine! Just make it quick PLEASE! You need to go to bed!"

"Okay"

11:10

Jiro turned the door knob left and then right but it still wouldn't budge.

"Hizashi?" She looked back at the child and swung her arm back and forth, "why isn't the door opening?

"Cause I locked it! That way bad people can't get in!"

Jiro died a little inside.

11:45

"Bakugo did you have to kick the door in!? I was making a key!" Yaoyorozu pinched the bridge of her forehead, absolutely exhausted with the night's proceedings.

"WHO CARES! BRATS! BED! NOW!"

12:20-2:30

Jiro sneaked to her room trying not to wake the boys after their hellish time trying to get them to bed.

*Slish* *sloosh**slash*

Wait is that... that sounds like water?

She knew no one was taking a shower in fact the only ones on the floor she was currently were her and the…

Her eyes widened as she realized something none had taken into consideration, the boys' room was connected to the teacher/dorm adult's room. And the teacher's room was ensuite.

Jiro opened the door quietly to find they weren't in their room and the door connecting their room and the door to the teacher's dorm was open.

She looked at the beds to also see the comforter and the top sheet from one of their beds missing.

"I think this is…

*CLATTER!* *SLAM!* *CRASH!*

"Uh...oh. I'll go wipe it up."

Hizashi came running in again in nothing but his boxers. His hands up to his elbows and his feet up to his knees were dripping water and suds. His glasses hazy.

"Oh. Hi."

~silence~

"Hi Hizashi... where's Shouta? And why is one of your beds missing it's sheets?

"Cause we ran out of paper towels. And we needed the towels."

"Why... would….what you are doing would use up the paper towels? Better question, what're you doing that involves paper towels!? You're supposed to be asleep."

"Shouta didn't get a bath and my mom said you go down to sleep you have to be squeaky clean. We got it on But we didn't know how to turn the thing off cause it isn't like mine or his! So, we spilled...a lot. BUT I cleaned it up! I used these bed sheets! And it had to be bubbly and-"

"DO WE HAVE TO PUT A BELL ON YOU!?" Jiro cut the excited boy off as she saw the thin long trail and large globs of bubble bath soap he'd spilled while getting it from their bathroom to the teacher's. The boy had also knocked several things onto the floor and into the sink when he had climb onto the sink to get the tub of bubble bath soap.

Hizashi whimpered and backed away

Jiro instantly realized her mistake.

"Oh no no no, I'm sorry Hizashi. I didn't mean to yell. But you see, what you did is very bad because you could've hurt yourself really bad. Good job on keeping with your mom's rule but tell us so we can help." Jiro mentally reminded herself she was talking to a child… a most likely unmedicated child.

Her screaming brought Asui and Uraraka up.

They took one look and just let out a sigh of despair and exhaustion.

"How'd we forget to lock the door to the teacher's ensuite?"

"Kirishima jinxed us."

1:30-2:55

They soon realized the two wouldn't get any sleep or try to sleep whatsoever unless they took drastic measures. They went along and removed all the toys and every book in the room, locked the door to the teacher's room

That resulted in Hizashi sobbing and Shouta actually joining in on the fit. The boys then refused to go to bed, screaming they weren't tired and that they wanted their Moms (well Hizashi did, Shouta seemed to be disinterested on the subject.)

In the end Bakugo after having to literally rip Hizashi from the banister as he latched on everything possible to avoid being put back into their bedroom.

They locked both doors leading out and and decided to let the pair scream till they wore themselves out. They didn't take into fact Hizashi was literally born to scream. Luckily Shouta had Hizashi's protective headphones unfortunately their future English teacher only had one set.

3:00

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

"THAT'S IT! NO MORE!"

Bakugo screamed before he grabbed a knife, and stomped towards the stairs. He was beyond his breaking point, he'd been broken ten times over. He was seeing red and was going to end this.

"Bakubro! No! " Kirishima tried pulling him back to no avail. The only thing he achieved was being dragged behind Bakugo as he held onto his waist.

As they opened the door, they found Shouta and Hizashi curled up together in one bed. Hizashi laying on his back looking like he's about to make a snow angel. On top his chest was Shouta who's curled into the letter "C" sucking his thumb. His hand grasping Hizashi onesie's All Might hair, having pulled it down towards himself.

Turned out the thumping was Hizashi kicking the wall in his sleep.

"They're asleep...oh my God they're finally truly asleep!" Tokoyami said, choked up a bit at the glorious sight of the two finally passed out.

"Now we can-" "Go to bed."

Todoroki said cutting off Kirishima's proclamation to what he suspected was to go play and watch TV.

"What? Why!?"

"Because we have like 4 hours before classes." Jiro said, dragging a hand down her face and trudging off to bed.

"We need to talk to his parents cause that's the poster child for ADHD." Bakugo said as he stormed off to his room.

Everyone just agreed, before dragging their exhausted bodies off to their rooms.

Kirishima couldn't help but sigh, "I may have spoke too soon."

To say Class 1-A was exhausted would be an understatement because they were left running on little if none sleep. With 4 being the max number of hours any of them got. The class had actually resorted to pillaging Aizawa's coffee stash which resulted in them all being glared at by Shouta as he ate his Mirukixs cereal

The same couldn't be said for one blond tyke. Hizashi smiling bright eyed and bushy tailed, like he'd slept 12 hours and not a measly 4.

They wanted to be mad at the two little boys for fighting them so viciously last night but they were too cute to be (or at least to the girls and Kirishima they were).

Hizashi bounced up and down eating his cereal only in his underpants as a precaution Jiro thought up. But he'd been wearing white and black tartan shorts and a white graphic tee with a print that made it look like he was wearing a black bow-tie and had rainbow buttons running down his chest. All of this topped off with a boater hat he'd found.

"SO Y'ALL ARE HEROES!? *chomp*"

Hizashi promptly put more cereal in his mouth, cutting off the powerful screech.

Shouta, despite the temperature predicted to get to 84°, refused to wear short sleeves. Despite how hot, knowing how bullheaded their teacher was said and seen to be they let him wear what he'd picked out. Which was an oversize hoodie black white with a cat sitting in the bottom center of the chest. He paired that with a pair of white sweatpants. Around his neck were his yellow goggles

He glared at Hizashi as he spat half chewed bits of cereal at him. His eyes flashing red before taking another bite, he also seemed to be relatively fine despite getting little sleep.

Everyone was eating breakfast when an exhausted Yaoyorozu came walking in, she'd left to talk to Hizashi's parents about last night. A look of utter despair was on her face.

"Yaomomo? Why're you making that face?" Mina said as she bit into her jellied toast.

"Hizashi. Shouta. Are you done?" She said robotically yet with a kind smile on her face

The two nodded, kinda scared of the pony tailed girl.

"How about you go put on your clothes and grab your backpacks. Pack any toys you want to play with during class."

"Okay!"

As soon as they both left Yaoyorozu put her hands in her head, staring at the table in exasperation.

"What did you talk about that left you like that?" Bakugo said bluntly, "You were just talking to his parents right? You look like they just cussed you out."

"Yes,...turns out Hizashi isn't on medication. Never has been"

"What!?" The other 19 said in unison, flabbergasted at the idea this was dealt with on a normal basis in the Yamada household.

"They believe in a sorta free range parenting type and that medicating him would be...limiting his personality and creativity."

"Well...we'll have to figure something out..how hard can th-"

"Kirishima you finish or repeat that sentence I will kill you!" Bakugo slammed the carton of milk he'd been chugging on the counter before stomping out.

Bakugo was thankfully able to work out his anger as Midnight took all of them to Gym Gamma to practice their ultimate moves and other quirk related difficulties they may be having.

"You guys work your ass off here and I'll allow you to nap during my class, taking care of children isn't easy."

Midnight wished she'd had her phone at that very moment, as the whole class bowed and sobbed tears of joy. Even Bakugo said thank you.

Because of this the whole class was going all out with their quirks, pushing themselves like they never had before. Maybe even harder than they had at the training camp.

"THIS IS SO COOL! Right, Shou?!" Hizashi yelled as it was too loud for normal volumes. He looked to his right when all he received as an answer was "tsk tsk tsk tsk".

Shouta was repeatedly pulling at his shirt. Flinching at every loud noise created by their caretakers. He was hunched over a bit and biting his lips. His black eyes darting all over the place with each flash of light or burst of color made as quirks collided, like a frightened animal.

"Want to go play blocks?" Hizashi asked, not knowing why or how but knew that he had to distract Shouta. Distract him or something bad would happen.

He held out his hand and resisted flinching as Shouta tightly grabbed his arm instead. Promptly digging his fingernails into his flesh.

He pulled him to the side and pulled out the toys he'd put in his Rock N Roll band backpack.

After finally getting the other boy to the play mats (Midnight had thought ahead) and several failed attempts of putting blocks in Shouta's hands they began building their perfect city.

Hizashi smiled as Shouta stopped making the odd repetitive sounds and only occasionally flinched.

"Whoa Shouta, that's a cool skyscraper! I'm making a-"MR. ZAWA! MR. ZASHI!" A girl's voice, one he'd never heard, interrupted him.

Looking to the doorway he saw two new people, a little girl with a horn and a boy who sorta resembled the action figure Deku gave him.

The little girl looked to be his and Shouta's age...maybe a year older. Despite being so young she had long white hair. She was wearing a red dress that matched her eyes.

For a girl, Hizashi had to admit she was pretty…

She's really pretty...for a girl. She still has cooties.

The boy with her was big and buff, yet looked like he'd never hurt a fly...unless needed. And he had the same hair color as Hizashi, so that instantly meant he was cool.

Is that All Might?

"MR. ZAWA! MR. ZASHI!" a very excited Eri screamed the instant she and Mirio entered the gymnasium. Mirio's grip wasn't strong enough to hold the jolly 7 year old from her "father" and "uncle".

She was so excited having missed them immensely the last few days. But not only were they found but they were also now around her age, she didn't think she could be so happy or lucky. So the instant she spotted them she took off. she was going to give them the 11 days worth of hug power she'd saved up. It was because she was so eager, she didn't realize in her dash to get to them she'd toppled over Shouta's block city. The one he'd painstakingly set up.

Her arms encircling the black haired boy before he could even register what'd just happen.

The absolute worst move

The mock fights and quirk training stopped as they heard crying, screaming, and grunting.

The multitude of loud noises and lights repeatedly going off, the ruining of his hard work and the unwanted touching became too much for Shouta.

1-A turned towards the source and found Mirio literally trapping a screaming, red faced Shouta. The boy kicked, cried, and screamed as he squirmed in Mirio's tight hug, Shouta's arms held to his sides. His quirk occasionally flashing on and off, making his eyes flicker like a dying red light bulb. The senior at the same time trying to comfort a crying Eri. The situation was not being helped by Hizashi holding out blocks and other toys to Shouta. All of which seemed to only agitate the other more.

"What happened!?" Ochaco said, running towards the four. She being the only one brave or stupid enough to approach them.

"Do you have Aizawa's sleeping bag?" Mirio says disregarding the question asked completely. The boy despite the hecticness still had a calm smile on his face. Even as Shouta got an arm loose and tried scratching his face and kicked him repeatedly.

"That's not important ri-""PLEASE, go get his sleeping bag." Mirio cut her off giving her a look that said, "do this now! I'll explain later."

Upon seeing the others approaching he just shook his head, "I'll handle this alone. Little guy's just had too much."

The gravity hero quickly ran off on the hunt. Her search took a good 9 minutes as her teacher hid the thing like it was some priceless artifact.

When she'd returned, she'd expected the chaos to calm down but she'd guessed wrong. Aizawa still screaming and fighting Mirio like the key to salvation was just ahead of him, he only needed to escape.

"Ah! Hold it open." Mirio picked Shouta up, holding him by his armpits as he maneuvered Shouta inside the yellow monstrosity.

Once he was in Mirio quickly wrapped him in his arms again, the bagged boy kept kicking and screaming for a while before slowly going still. It's angry contents seeming to calm down or wear itself out.

"What kinda tantrum was that!?" Kaminari screamed as Mirio proceeded to care for Eri. Shouta still in his hand as he used his foot to push Hizashi away from poking the boy in the sleeping bag.

"Tantrum? OH! No, no my electric friend! That was a meltdown, he just...overflowed. I've seen a few since I started volunteering at elementary schools. He's going to be absolutely fine, tired but absolutely fine. Though I'd get him a scarf, I think there's a reason that's always with him, he's even got it on his days off if I'm to believe the staff's words." He then went back to comforting Eri, the girl thinking her surrogate for dad hated her.

Yaoyorozu "ooooh, that explains a lot about this situation and sensei's behavior in general."

"Hey, Kirishima." Jiro called, "to answer your question: Hard."

That's one hell of an understatement

Next time: Hizashi and Shouta explore the school. Will UA survive the two rascals?

Notes/fun facts

The spaghetti thing is kind of inspired by my brother and how until he was like age 6 he had to eat spaghetti in his underpants only because he got it everywhere!

Also, Medicate or don't Medicate your kids, I'm just portraying what kinda happens when I ain't taken' them Adderall.

The names I used for Hizashi's moms both relate to the sun

Yes in this dimension, Miruko is the spokeshero for Trix cereal. Murikixs where the kids try to steal the cereal and she snaps the little thief's neck between her thighs.

You're probably asking, "why not use Shinso? His quirk is perfect for this."

-well, he hasn't moved in nor would he use his quirk in a non-dangerous situation. Plus, you don't believe he'd use it on a 6 year old? Nah, man.