Review Reply: A Queen Among Women you'll find out who it was soon! EEK Im so excited, thanks for the review by the way!
Sorry about the bad quality of the cover picture, by the way, I did what I can to make it look semi-decent. If any of you have idea's for the summary it would be awesome if you could share them with me! I'm at a legit loss.
Hi guys, So you know...I'm supposed to be working on my student council presentation for elections in about a week but I decided to write and publish this! YAYYY! I'm running for student council president next year with my best friend as vice-president! *Cue Jazz hands* I'm in charge of doing the slide show and presentation because my friend has a little bit of social anxiety and Im more of a people person than her (if you can't tell haha) and then we're making the video at the end and it is a lot of work! Im currently running off two hours of sleep and a couple of large mochas from my favorite coffee shop. Anywho Imma stop blabbering now and post this chapter so I can finally go work on my presentation byeeeeee!
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The figure sighs as he watches the pro heroes take down a villain. He had been watching them and figuring out their pattern and led the heroes to them. Jumping over the rooftop he let a piece of paper flutter down towards the pro hero Eraserhead.
Eraserhead glanced up as he saw the shadow pass and the paper flutter down. All the heroes had given up on trying to catch the vigilante, and the police knew that, even though they still try to catch the figure. Opening up the paper the old hero sighed.
Dear Hero,
I am aware that it took longer to catch him this time, I am dearly sorry for that. I have been getting more stressed as of late because of a friend that I've been watching over. People keep calling him a villain because of his quirk, he is going through severe depression and is aiming to get into UA high. I am also aware that in the last letters you and the other heroes had come up with the idea to trace my handwriting, I can tell you now that it won't work. I dont want you all to do unnecessary work. I am currently writing with my non-dominate hand so you guys cant track anything. Sorry if this puts a damper on things, I currently have a lead on a villain that has gone uncaught. A villain I personally dont like, so this should be quicker than this last lead. Sorry once again,
The Rabbit.
He sighed and closed the letter rubbing his temples, he didn't want to deal with Rabbit tonight. Or any of his shenanigans. At least he didn't get glitter bombed again, he shuttered at the thought and swung away towards UA with his scarf.
The figure sighed as he trudged into his apartment, his feet and legs aching from the abuse he had forced them to put up with earlier that night. He didn't think that the heroes would continue chasing him around. He had done less than he hs before but that still didn't change anything. He trudged through his apartment, turning on the tv to watch the news. Stumbling into the shower he cursed when he tripped over his own feet.
After getting out he sat down on the couch while he dried his hair with the towel and watched his figure fly over the screen. His trench coat (I just have this stupid fascination with trench coats, probably got it from Cas...if any of you know what I mean) flying in the wind as he jumped and rolled over rooftops with the heroes in presute. It was mesmerizing to him, how he could escape and be gracefully enough to jump over roofs like that, yet he tripped over his own feet on the daily. He pouted as he continued watching the news the words, Who is the famous Rabbit? And, who's going to spot them next?! Splashed over the screen, eliminating the darkroom. Good luck figuring that one out.
Eraserhead kept cursing the day he was born as he patroled the next night, he had forgotten his coffee and was in desperate need of caffeine. Glancing down at shops and cafe's he finally saw an open one. The brown and white colors drawing him in. Opening the door to the cafe he felt like he was in heaven, the smell of pastries and coffee filling his senses. A warm-looking guy was there, his brunette hair cut short and his brown eyes looking at him with a smile.
"Hey there! What would you like to order?" He said chirpily and he ordered the biggest coffee on the menu with a blueberry muffin, he nodded and said it would be a few minutes going into the back. A few minutes later a teenager burst into the cafe, a smile on his face as he glanced around the room excitedly to just freeze when his eyes land on Eraserhead.
If possible his eyes grew in size and he hopped over to the hero. "Your Eraserhead arent you! I would recognize the underground pro hero Eraserhead anywhere, with your capture weapon and your quirk eraser. Ican'tbelievethatImactuallymeetingyou-" Eraserhead's eyes widen as he realizes that he can no longer understand what the boy is saying due to the speed of his words. It reminded him a lot of Midorya...He was snapped out of the muttering when he got knocked on the back of his head by the guy at the counter, handing Eraser his coffee and sending him a smile he turned back towards the boy with a scowl on his face.
"Ow…" He mutters rubbing the back of his head.
"What were you thinking!? Were you trying to make me worried!?" He yelled bitterly as he pushed him down in a chair going back around the counter and came back giving him a drink.
"Sorry, Hayato…" He muttered and took a large sip of the drink.
"And what have I told you about flustering strangers!? Muttering their ears off!" He said and pointed towards Eraserhead. "Apologise now young man!" He said and he nodded turning towards the hero.
"Sorry Eraserhead, I didn't mean to startle you…" He said looking down. The guy nodded and went back behind the counter getting his muffin with a smile on his face. Well, he's bipolar... He thought bitterly, sipping on his coffee. He nodded and sat down at one of the booths watching the two bicker. They didn't look similar besides the fact that they both had a marshmallow aura around them even despite the fact that the man was yelling. The man seemed to look around the age of his early twenties, the boy looking around the age of 10 or 11.
"I almost got caught…" The boy muttered and the man's face went blank for a moment. He walked back into the kitchen closing the door behind him and the boy sighed running his hands through his hair. He turned towards Eraser with a smile on his face, "Sorry about that, I didn't mean to interrupt anything, Hayato here went a little overboard though-"
"NO, I DID NOT!" Came from the kitchen and the boy chuckled lightly. His blonde hair (Yes! He bleached it so no one would recognize himmm! Dont hate me pleaseee for changing the cinnamon bun!) bounced with a fluffiness Eraser couldn't understand and he reached out poking it. The boy flinched back involuntarily. The only person who had touched him, well in a friendly matter, was Hayato, he was punched and slapped or slammed against walls all the time. Eraserhead smiled and rubbed over his hair, it reminded him of a cat. A fluffy cat.
When Hayato came back out of the kitchen he did not expect to see his best friend being pet by a pro hero that he runs from almost every night. "Look!" He said, "If you want to get all lovey-dovey with my customers do it elsewhere!" He yelled and the boy turned looking at his older friend with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Do you want me to tell him?" He said, his eyes glistening and his tone sharp, Eraser jumped away from the boy glancing between the duo.
"Tell who what?" He asked hesitantly, not sure if he wanted to know the answer.
"My best buddy over here is g-" The blonde got snapped off when the man's hand flew over his mouth muffling the words to the point he could no longer understand them. The boy gave the cashier a pointed look and he sighed nodding his head and took his hand away from the boy's face.
"I'm gay." He said plainly.
"Okay," Eraserhead said slowly trying to see the relevance, sending the man a confused look the man continued.
"If people knew they wouldn't come to my shop anymore, they know me as the happy-go-lucky guy, but sales would drop if they found out that I fall in love with men not women." He said and bowed before the pro hero, clenching his hands into fists, "S-So please...dont tell anyone." He said quietly and the boy patted the man's back soothingly.
"Okay, I won't tell a soul, well maybe some of my students, I'm sure that they'll want to go to a lgbtqia+ supporting cafe, there aren't many out there, so my students can't get all lovey-dovey out in public." He grumbled and muttered something along the lines of, 'so they're doing it in school instead' making the boy snort under his breath. Eraser turned towards the boy and looked down at the short boy, looking no older than 11. "How old are you?"
"Huh?" The boy asked snapping out of his head listening to the hero.
"I asked how old you were," Eraser repeated and the boy glanced at Hayato who just nodded going back behind the counter.
"16" The boy responded taking yet another sip of his coffee. Eraser laughter filled the room and the boy glanced at him confused, "What's so funny?" The laughter immediately stopped and Eraser turned towards the boy.
"Are you being serious?" He asked and the boy nodded, "Then why aren't you at home sleeping? It's a little late, plus tomorrow's Thursday meaning you have school…" The boy nodded and Eraserhead nodded with him.
"Oh! I'm homeschooled silly." The boy said with a tense smile on his face. Must be a touchy subject. The hero hummed, looking down at his coffee, he had to get back to petrol soon, but he couldn't help but want to stay with the boy, didn't his parents care that he was out this late?
"Do you want me to come back tomorrow Hayato? Around lunch hour or so to help out?" The boy asks and the man shakes his head.
"Breakfast rush if you can please." The boy groans but nods handing the man a five-dollar bill, he shakes his head handing it back to him, "I've already told you more than once, I'm not accepting money from you." The boy rolled his eyes shoving it back in his pocket, when the man turned back towards the kitchen to grab something the boy lept over the counter putting it in the cashier smiling softly.
The pro hero watched all of this sipping his coffee with a small smile on his face. Hayato came back out of the kitchen seconds after the boy had jumped back over the counter holding a bag, handing it to the boy Hayato gave him a stern look. "Be safe on the way back okay? I don't want you getting hurt." The boy scoffs and nods rolling his eyes.
"Sure Dad." He said sarcastically and the older male elbowed him in the gut playfully making the boy's hand fly up to his chest in mock pain. "How dare you!?" He said and Hayato pushed him towards the door. The boy waved and walked out of the cafe smiling to himself.
The pro hero followed him most of the way to his house until he spotted a petty thief, stopping him, and when he turned to the long street the boy had been going down, he had vanished.
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Hoped Ya'll like the chapter! R&R~~~
Actually sayin bye nowwww so byeeeeeeeee -V ❤❤❤❤