She was so distracted by her meeting with Nezu that Izumi nearly forgot that she was supposed to meet Momo in front of the support department. She only remembered because her broom was broken, and the fact that Momo wasn't at their usual spot. Which, really, why couldn't they just meet there and then go to the support department?

It made zero sense.

Or maybe it did.

That depended on what her present was!

Wait, was she a bad girlfriend?

Izumi paused and held her head while wandering down the U.A. hallways. Momo was giving her stuff for no reason! But she hadn't given Momo anything in return! But it wasn't like she knew what she could even give Momo! Momo was rich, so she could basically just buy anything, and she had a quirk that made it so that she could make anything too.

What was something that only she could give Momo?

"Orgasm."

"What?"

Izumi learned that she could fly without her broom as she jumped in surprise. Her cheeks felt like they were on fire as she stared at the upperclassmen that picked the absolute worst time to walk past her. Actually, it was her that had walked past them, but that didn't change the fact that her mouth said something that it shouldn't have!

Stupid brain! Keep thoughts inside!

"Uhh, nothing!" She squeaked and darted down the hallway.

Why also why was that guy's chin so fucking big? Was that his quirk?

Chin-based quirks were nothing to sneeze at, just like the old Canadian hero Crimson Chin. Shame he went crazy a few years ago, and was currently in an insane asylum.

But that didn't matter!

Momo! Her! Gift!

Brain was fried.

Maybe there was some kind of a magic spell or something she could make for Momo? Nezu's idea for rituals sounded like she'd have pretty good control for making something really awesome. Maybe a romantic light show? Oh wait, she had to learn to dance too, so, maybe a sexy dance light show thingy?

Was that something Momo wanted?

Guh! Why did her girlfriend have to basically be perfect already?

The heavy metal door to the Development lab was blasted off its hinges, and a thick black smoke billowed out of the room.

Izumi stared in shock for half a moment then panic set in as she remembered that that was where Momo was! "Momo!"

"What?" A cough accompanied the buzzing of a fan as Momo emerged from the smoke-filled room with a fire extinguisher in one hand and a fan half-created on her shoulder. Izumi's panic and worry was replaced by the discovery of a new and rare form of her girlfriend: black tank-top, thick work gloves, and the U.A. gym shirt wrapped around her waist. Momo looked good. Especially with the bit of grease on her cheek.

Izumi smiled dumbly and waved. "Hi."

Momo blushed and shook her head. "Don't look at me like that you dork, I'm—"

A grunt came from the smoking door, and a pink-haired girl with some really nice boobs pushed her way up from the ground and dusted her outfit off. She glanced back at Momo and gave a thumbs up. "You were right! That compound was unstable! Now come on! I want to test the next one!"

Didn't she just explode though?

"Mei!" Momo shrieked, "You just exploded, and besides, Izumi's here."

Oh yeah, her name was Mei! The cute pink-haired girl that had nice boobs! Wow, how long had she been a lesbian and not been aware of it? Probably since she saw Kuro-sensei in a swimsuit. Or was it before that?

"Who?" Mei asked and spun when Momo pointed. "Oh! You're the magic girl!" Mei bounced and pointed. "Uhh, Izuku!"

"Her name is Izumi," Momo sighed and pinched her nose.

"I was close."

"Uhh," Izumi tilted her head looking at the two. Momo looked to be at her wits' end and looked like she was in desperate need for a lap pillow or some aggressive cuddling, and Mei looked like she was completely unaware of everything around her. "What's going on?"

"We're making babies!" Mei cheered, standing on one foot for a long time. "Momo here has an amazing quirk that lets her create any material I need! Including theoretical ones! It's been so much fun working with her! Oh wait! You're her girlfriend, right? Help me convince her that she should switch to the support department and be my full-time lab assistant!"

"Not going to happen," Momo pawed at the back of her cheek, spreading a bit more of that black grease. It only made her look cuter.

"Aww," Izumi placed both hands behind her back and kicked the ground. "But you look sexy as a mechanic."

"There you go!" Mei cheered and grabbed Momo's arm. "Girlfriend approval!"

"Izumi!" Momo shrieked, "Don't encourage her! Especially when I'm doing this for you!"

"Huh?"

"Oh right!" Mei spun again. "The Thing!"

Izumi shook her head and looked at the two weirdos. "Again, huh?"

Mei zoomed right in front of her, still holding onto Momo's arm before she grabbed Izumi's hand and pulled both of them through the smoke and into the workshop once more. There, in a flurry of concussion gadgets and machines making noises that they probably shouldn't, Izumi was presented with The Thing.

And The Thing was—

"It's a broom." Izumi looked at the completely normal-looking broom that was being held up on the pedestal like it was some holy relic. "Don't get me wrong, I needed a new one, but, it's just—"

"That's just the paint job!" Mei swatted Izumi's hand away from the broom before moving to touch it like it was some lost puppy that she had just found. "And this isn't just some broom! This is my baby! And it is the best broom you'll ever have!"

It did look like it was a nice broom, to be fair. The wood looked like it was nice and solid while being the perfect size for her hand, and the brush at the end was dyed a deep black. Furthermore, the handle at the end was elongated and slanted, giving a wide surface for her to use her quirk with.

"Mei," Momo warned as she stepped towards the broom, "I had you make this for Izumi, please give it to her."

"But she won't appreciate it!" Mei whined. "Do you have any idea how much work I put into this baby?"

"Yes, I was there."

"You were?"

Momo looked ready to scream. "Yes, now please, tell Izumi what it can do so she can appreciate it."

Mei made a noise that could only be described as gremlin-like. "Fine! You there, Magical Girl!"

"Yes?" Izumi stood at attention shifting her gaze between Momo and Mei.

"Pay attention, because this baby is one of a kind, so you better not break it!" Mei glanced down at the broom for a moment, her brow furrowing. "Wait, if you break it I'd be able to get Momo to make me more stuff! And I'd get to build another one! A better one!"

Momo groaned.

"Okay, okay, I get it the broom is amazing, what does it do?"

"Oh, right, so!" Mei held the broom up to Izumi and smiled brightly. "Basically, despite the fact that this looks like it's a basic broom, this is actually made out of an experimental metal alloy that those jerks on I-Island haven't even been able to make yet."

"Jerks?"

"My whole family is banned," Mei said in a far too chipper voice. "But, not only is this metal lightweight and just the best thing in the world to work with, it's virtually indestructible unless you're going up against some fucky quirk or something. So it won't break!"

"That's great!" She reached out for the broom only to have it be snatched away from her.

"We're not done!"

"We're not?"

"Nope! It does things!" Mei held the broom towards her again and pointed towards the black brush at the end. "Because of how your quirk works, I spent a lot of time on the individual fibers, which are again, basically something that no one else in the world can make besides your girlfriend."

Izumi looked towards Momo and felt a great deal of understanding.

She had an amazing girlfriend.

"So, with a quick twist here," Mei grabbed some nearly invisible part of the broom and gave it a twist. "It sends a signal down the broom and causes the bristles to—"

There was the noise like a sword being drawn, and the bristles switched from looking like a broom to looking like a giant paintbrush. Mei made the same motion again, and the brush switched again, turning into a spear, then again into three even rods. There were over a dozen variations, and each one had a clear purpose as a more precise and even way to channel her quirk through.

"Each and every single one of these fibers are made of a ferrofluid-like substance that responds to magnets inside the broom. They won't break, and they'll always return to whatever shape you need, this—"

"Should make it so I'm always getting 100 percent out of it when I use my quirk."

Mei nodded vigorously and pushed the broom towards her.

Izumi took it for the first time, and it felt like it weighed next to nothing. The lack of weight meant she could control it easier with her spell, and she'd also be faster with it.

"The top can also be adjusted, allowing you to set its angle and length in a similar way, which I'm told will give you even more control with the power level of your quirk!"

"Wow! This thing does everything. Next thing you're going to tell me it has a cup holder!" Izumi held her new broom in both hands and twirled it around effortlessly. It was so light! And it felt so sturdy! "This is amazing! Thanks Momo! And thank you Mei!"

"No problem!" Mei gave a thumbs up. "Now hurry up and go break it so I can get your girlfriend to make me more experimental materials!"

"No way!" Izumi hugged her broom. "This was a gift from Momo! I'm never going to break it even if I use it everyday!"

"You're not fun!"

"No, I'm lots of fun!"

"She is," Momo nodded and then bowed towards Mei. "Thank you for helping me with this, Mei."

"Huh? You two are still here?"

XXXX

"So," Izumi held out her new broom at hip height and gestured towards it with a great big smile on her face. "You want to take this baby for a test drive with me?"

Momo stared at the broom for a moment and sighed. "I'd love to, but right now, I want nothing more than to go home, take a shower, eat a lot of food, and fall asleep watching a movie."

"Can I be there?" Izumi asked, hopping up and down like an excited puppy. God, Momo just loved her so much! It made all that testing with Mei worth it. And now Izumi had a one of a kind broom that wouldn't break. Or would be a lot harder to break.

"When are you not?" Momo smiled and felt her cheeks warm. She glanced around the campus and took a step closer to Izumi when the coast was clear. She gave her girlfriend the quickest of smooches. "I'm claiming your thighs as my pillow tonight."

Izumi giggled and squirmed under that kiss. "Yay! Let's celebrate passing our finals and get ready for our summer vacation! Oh, and that summer camp thing!"

Summer vacation. Momo blinked and stared at Izumi. Her desire to dress Izumi up in various outfits was borderline a fetish, and while she was used to seeing Izumi wearing competition swimsuits—and enjoyed that sight immensely—there was a distinct lack of bikinis in their life. "We should go bikini shopping."

Izumi let out a squeal. "That means we'll have to go to the beach too!"

"Hmm," Momo hummed and grabbed Izumi's hand. "You know I'm a jealous girlfriend, right? I might just want to keep you all to myself if you're wearing a bikini."

"Well, I mean, you can help me put it on!" Izumi's face turned a bright red as she squeezed Momo's hand hard.

In a whisper of a voice, she said "Or off."

AN: Ahh yes, the best kind of magic. Lesbomancy.