Happy Easter everyone!

Izuku stayed curled up on Tomura's bed. He never realized how small he really felt until now. The problems of the world seemed a lot bigger than himself even when he was in a sixteen year old body but now it was just worse. He pulled one of Tomura's pillows over his head trying to drown out his thoughts but it wasn't working.

He heard the door creak open. He jumped up to see Tomura standing there. He closed the door carefully and leaned his back against it.

"Are you ok?" the villain asked softly.

"Um, yea…. no?"

"I'm sorry."

Tomura looked up to see his eyes were watering up.

"Please don't cry…."

"S-sorry…. I spent so many months worried about you. I-I feel stupid for feeling s-so attached to you. I just wanted things to come back to the way they were when you at the house."

It would be nice but an impossible dream for them both. It would be nice to share those laughs, those shows and dinners together. Waiting on Mom to come home and even the bickering they had. To just feel normal.

"Is that why you came as a kid?" Tomura asked quietly.

Izuku nodded quickly.

"I wanted to see you again…. without having to worry about heroes being around. I wanted to see how it is in the life of a villain."

Tomura arched an eyebrow at him.

"Really? What are you going to do- go one an evil mission and take notes?"

"Maybe," Izuku deadpanned.

The two of them stared at each other for several minutes without speaking. It was awkward and it was hard to say what either was thinking. This was just dropped on Tomura. He wasn't even ready for his bigger, villain world to clash with the small, family like world he had for a short time. If his worlds did clash, he figured he had at least another year to prepare. Or...

Or they wouldn't clash at all... He had hoped in some small, sad way Inko and Izuku had forgotten about him.

The villain slid down the door to stare at the wall now, his eyes looking void of life for the moment.

"Do…. do you wanna sleep? We can make the pillow barrier like before."

Tomura's eyes shifted over to him.

"I don't have as many pillows as you do."

Izuku smiled, "I've noticed."

He let out a big yawn. His large green eyes suddenly looked tired.

"You were right, being small is tiring."

"It was but being older doesn't help either."

Izuku snorted and the decay villain smiled.

"Can you tuck me in?"

Tomura swallowed hard and nodded. He did as Izuku asked without protest. He went to get off the bed when a tiny hand grabbed his index and middle finger. He felt his very heart crumble as the memories came back. He had remembered the bigger parts but the small ones seemed to have slipped away until now.

"Goodnight Tomura."

"Goodnight Izuku. I'll be back in a little bit."

He nodded and snuggled down into the blanket with only his green curls popping out on the pillow.

Tomura closed his bedroom door and headed back to everyone else. They must've been having an intense discussion because they all fell silent when he walked back in and stared at him. They all looked tense and uncomfortable.

"Alright. Let me have it."

"Is he going to be staying?" Dabi asked looking more annoyed than concerned.

The asshole already knew the answer.

"He is…. For now."

"Why did he come find you anyways? There has to be a reason," Spinner asked.

"He came back to see me. To…. see how it is to be a villain."

Four pairs of eyes stared at him like either they didn't believe that or they couldn't believe they heard that. The silence in the room was making it unbearable for him.

"Are you trying to get him to flip to our side?" Toga asked, "That seems like the only thing that makes sense because nothing makes sense."

"Nothing has made sense since then," Shigaraki said, "I…. I can't tell you why."

"Shiggy, we all have problems. Reasons why we are the way we are."

He clenched his fists.

"It's none of your damn business."

"You know shit about each one of us. Why can't we know about you?" Dabi asked.

Red angry eyes landed on Dabi- if only looks could kill.

"I don't know what to tell you. I am who I am. Nothing more, nothing less."

"Where the fuck you gonna sleep while that hero brat is here?"

The villain leader cracked his knuckles carefully.

"He's like a little brother. I also trust none of you for me to leave him alone," he said his eyes landing on Himiko, "I already shared a bed with him more than once before so I will stay in my own room. Half of it to protect him."

"Wouldn't that be a little weird?" Mr. Compress asked.

He ran a hand down his face.

"It's not like that. Please stop making it weird. He's like my kid brother more than anything."

"Did you two really bond that much?" Spinner asked.

"Did it remind you of when you were little?" she asked.

"It was better than when I was little alright?" he admitted, getting upset, "It was how it should've been. It was everything any little kid should of had other than the obvious issues. I could've had a redo and forgot all this shit but I didn't and I regret it!"

The villains just gaped at him.

"I'm- I'm going to bed!" Tomura shouted and stomped to his room like an angry child.

Tomura opened his bedroom door with a shaking hand. He did regret not taking that redo. He should have done it. It was the best damn thing to ever happen to him and that was downright sad. He wished he didn't have to remember all the bullshit from before.

All those painful memories.

They plagued him more often than not... a painful reminder he could never have that life.

Ever.

X

X

The next morning, Inko had called in. She sat at her kitchen table with the biggest cup of coffee in front of her. On the far side of her table was an empty glass that had contained a large amount of vodka and orange juice last night. She didn't drink often but this was a cause for some liquid courage to be ingested.

She didn't think she would be this stressed out about him disappearing but the way Eraserhead was staring at her was enough to make her tired. She had to think about all of her answers carefully so she didn't let anything slip and he was visibly annoyed by her doing that. Young Shinsou looked so uncomfortable from the tension he looked like he wanted to bolt from the apartment.

Inko wanted to do that too but she stood her ground anyways.

She drained her coffee cup and got up for him more. She turned around to see a marble rolling across her kitchen floor before stopping in the middle. Inko tilted her curiously and reached down when it popped. She jumped back to see a piece of paper folded up on the floor.

Oh.

Inko grabbed it quickly and unfolded it. She smiled big upon seeing the message.

Mom,

The little dork is with me. We're doing just fine and

he'll be back soon. I promise.

-T

She sat back down with her cup and let out a sigh of relief.

X

X

Tomura drummed his fingers against the bar. He wasn't exactly a cook but he had to come up with something. Mr. Compress had brought a shit ton of food and he had to figure out what the hell he could actually make. Kurogiri was the man who did it all. Man, did they miss him a lot...

Fuck.

He walked over to the over sized fridge and opened it. He reached out and grabbed the eggs. He placed the carton on the counter and stared at it.

"What the hell are you doing?" Dabi asked.

Spinner came up behind him.

"Um, Shigaraki…. do you know how to make eggs?"

"Water?" he asked aloud.

The other two villains shrugged and nodded, "Yea."

Tomura found the smallest pot available in the whole house and placed the eggs in it. He filled up with water and started boiling it. He found the bread and looked around for the toaster.

"You have to time everything. If you make toast now, it'll be cold before the eggs are boiled. Is that what you're making- boiled eggs and toast?" the green lizard man asked.

"Yea? Is that stupid?"

"Wouldn't be my first choice for breakfast," Dabi said with a very obvious mocking tone, grabbing the remote.

The villainous leader looked at Spinner with a pleading look that screamed 'fucking help me please!'

"Ok, it's fine. Hold on."

Spinner gave him a small smile and helped him pull out the toaster.

"Boiled eggs are usually finished when you forget about them and then yell, 'Shit! The eggs!' That's when you place the toast in the toaster. You can butter them. You either add jelly, sprinkle powdered sugar or brown sugar or cinnamon sugar."

"Oh. I do peanut butter."

"That sounds good too. Who are you making these for?"

Spinner glanced at the small, blue pot with about fifteen eggs in it. He sighed internally but he didn't wanna upset him and get decayed. He didn't think he would with the hero in his room sleeping but it wasn't worth taking the chance.

"Who ever wants food?"

He definitely sounded unsure but Spinner only smiled.

"Alright. Let's say you're feeding everyone. If everyone has two eggs, that's enough what you have there. The toaster can do four at a time."

"Everyone should get two."

"Nice, so it's good Compress got three loaves bread. These need about ten minutes. In about seven minutes you can do the toast."

"Oh, ok. Should they all just be buttered toast?"

"If that's what you want."

"Ok."

"Shiggy is making breakfast?!" Himiko screeched as she leaned against the bar with a smile on her face.

"Good morning everyone," Mr. Compress said looking perfect as always as he entered.

"Where's our little hero?" she asked with an evil grin on her face.

"He is asleep and alive."

She just frowned and let out a whine.

"I have to piss," he said and Spinner gave him a nod.

Good god, I am a criminal master mind. Not a goddamn homemaker.

He pissed and was washing his hands when there was a knock at the door. He opened up the door to look down at the sleepy form of Izuku Midoriya rubbing his eyes. He really was a cute kid. Hell, they looked so similar when they were younger... It was weirdly similar.

"You sleep ok?"

He nodded before letting out a big yawn.

"You're really small for eight years old."

Izuku blinked looking up at him with his big tired green eyes.

"I've been small for a long time. That usually got me picked on."

Shigaraki made a weird face.

"Hm."

"I have to pee," Izuku said.

"Oh sorry- oh shit! The eggs!"

Tomura pushed past him and took off down the hallway.

Izuku shrugged and went to the restroom. Once he was finished from washing his hands and his face, he headed into the living area of the place.

Shigaraki and Spinner were peeling hot boiled eggs. Spinner was trying to show the decay villain the spoon trick but he dusted three spoons before he managed to do it right the fourth try.

"You made eggs?" Izuku asked watching curiously.

"He did."

Tomura looked slightly embarrassed with a piece of egg shell stuck into his finger.

"It looks good."

"Thanks."

"Can I eat?" Izuku asked.

Toga jumped up and stood beside of him. The hero tensed at her presence near him.

"I wanna sit by Izuku!" she whined.

He shot Tomura a look that pleaded that she not.

"Are you going to try and hurt him?"

She grinned evilly.

"I'm serious Toga. I will murder your stupid ass. He is off limits!" the villainous yelled.

The hero kid flinched slightly from his yell. He really sounded pissed.

Her creepy smile faltered, "I won't do anything. I promise."

"Alright then."

Himiko picked Izuku up and placed him on the high bar chair. Tomura placed a plate with two boiled eggs and two toast with peanut butter in front of him then one for Toga. The two of them said thank you quietly and started eating. No one really spoke during breakfast thanks to the tension in the air and Tomura's promise of murder.

Izuku ended up dragging out the step ladder and started doing dishes. Mr. Compress walked over to help him dry things off- it was a sweet gesture really.

The next half hour was quiet other than the TV. Izuku looked at the villain beside of him. He didn't feel threatened. The only threatening person in this room was Tomura (still) and he wouldn't do anything to him…. Yet.

"So, what now?" Dabi asked, being brave enough to speak first.

"What do you mean?" the decay villain asked not looking away from the TV.

"The brat is here. Might as well put him to work."

Tomura's head snapped to the side to stare at him.

"What the fuck does that mean you burnt ass chicken nugget?!"

Izuku snorted and starting choking on his own spit.

"He's here. He's small. Use him."

Himiko looked down at Izuku with a thoughtful look.

"Wouldn't people know who he is by just looking at him?"

"That's what make up and hair dye is for."

"What do you want me to do?" Izuku asked, his voice small and almost too quiet.

Dabi shot him an evil grin that bordered on manic, "Let's make a fucking plan and rob a bank."