-Rose's POV-

It was the day of the annual U.A. Sports Festival, and man did I want to be literally anywhere else. I didn't like crowds. Loud noises and sports events were not my thing. The only thing making it slightly bearable was that everyone avoided Enji-nii who I happened to be hanging out with.

Now, you might be wondering why I wasn't with my husband. Well… Enough people knew that I was married to All Might that if they saw me and Toshinori talking in his normal form, it could potentially raise questions. Questions that we did not to even risk having asked right now. Toshinori was in enough danger as it was, and he probably felt the same was true about me. Also, since I started working at U.A. and with the random bouts of sickness I would get from the pregnancy, I had barely seen Enji-nii much, and as annoying and gruff as he appeared, he was very effective as a people repellent, which was exactly what I needed in this situation.

As we got settled into our seats and the festival began, there was a short speech that was to be given by the top scoring student from the entrance exams. When I saw a certain short-tempered blonde approach the microphone, I sighed to myself. Well this can only end badly.

"I just wanna say: I'm gonna win." At Bakugo's declaration, I couldn't help but laugh as I heard Enji-nii huff in annoyance beside me.

"That arrogant little brat has no chance of defeating my masterpiece," the flame hero declared confidently, earning a glare and a swift elbow to his rib cage from me, though it seemed like he didn't even feel it.

"Quit being an ass, Nii-san," I scolded, somewhat quietly. In the public eye, I didn't go too hard on scolding him typically because his reputation as afar as his people skills went was not great to begin with. The last thing he needed was to snap at a woman in public where others could see.

As the first event began, I found myself quietly cheering for Izuku, Shoto, and Katsuki. I couldn't just pick one. One was my husband's successor as well as a former student of mine. One was essentially my nephew. One was my former student with outstanding potential, and all three were currently my students. I wanted them all to do well. Enji-nii stayed silent the whole time, and I looked over to where I knew Toshinori would be sitting, he was literally on the edge of his seat as he watched Izuku get through each of the obstacles.

Throughout most of the event, Shoto and Katsuki stayed firmly in the lead, and I noticed Izuku lagging behind, clearly not wanting to use his quirk so he could avoid any broken bones in the first round. That is until the last obstacle: a minefield. I noticed Izuku stopping and seeming to dig and… Holy shit… This kid may be a fanboy and a bit of socially daft but he's freaking resourceful! Right as it seemed like Shoto and Bakugo were going to be the first ones to pass the finish line, Izuku shot himself forward by jumping on the mines using a sheet of metal from one of the robots from the first obstacle, launching himself to what looked to possibly be first place.

It took several minutes and a review of the slow motion playback footage from the finish line to determine that Izuku had in fact won round one, shocking the whole stadium.

"Hell yeah! Go, Izuku! Great job Katsuki! Great job Shoto! Kick ass in the next round!" I cheered happily, glad I had decided to not wear my hero costume today. It made things less conspicuous to see a random civilian cheering for the students; however, it did nothing to reduce the intensity of the glare I received from a certain hot-headed hero.

"You know that green-haired kid?" Enji all but growled in annoyance before shaking his head, "There's no way he measures up to my masterpiece. If Shoto had just used his left side, he would have won that first round in a landslide." I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"I used to teach both him and the so-called brat you referred to at the opening ceremony. They were my students at the junior high I taught at before going to work at U.A," I answered, being a bit catty before deciding to stand up for my students a bit more, "Besides, those two are way more of a threat than you think, Nii-san. Both are insanely determined and intelligent. They both have as much of a chance for the number one spot as Shoto."

That earned an angry hmph from the flame hero. I hated when he acted like this. His obviously one-sided rivalry with Toshinori was obnoxious and turned him into a pretty crappy person 90% of the time. As the second event was announced, I received a message from Toshinori which I checked with a smile.

Toshi: I heard that cheer from Young Midoriya. You looked quite proud.

Me: Yeah, well he's going to be the little one's honorary big brother. Of course, I'd be proud of the kid. Also, he's our student.

Toshi: Why can't you just admit you've taken a liking to the boy?

Me: I really wouldn't go that far.

Toshi: Haha. Alright whatever you say… Mama Might.

Me: I hate you…

Toshi: I love you too.

I groaned to myself. I had a feeling I knew where the nickname came from. I quickly pulled out my phone as the students began forming teams for the second event.

Me: I'm killing your boyfriend after this damn event.

EmoHobo: What did he do this time? I may help you hide the body.

Me: Ask him if he knows anything about Toshinori calling me, Mama Might…

I almost laughed out loud at Aizawa's response. Mic had been teasing him throughout this whole event, and it was most likely only going to get worse from what I could tell. The blonde just got way into his announcing to lay off sometimes.

BananaHead: Oh come on. Mama Might is a fantastic nickname for you! You and All Might can be Momma Might and Dad Might! I can help you guys fill out the name change paperwork for your hero licenses if you want.

Me:…

BananaHead: Come on, Mama Might! Doesn't that have a nice ring to it?

Me: Do you get a lunch break?

BananaHead: yes… Why?

Me: Am I able to get into the announcer's box?

BananaHead: Um… Maybe not. I just saw yours and Shouta's messages. I'm gonna go now. Later Mama Might!

I cursed under my breath in Telugu as the next even began with Mic continuing to commentate on the event. I watched the scores in curiosity, and I noticed that there was one team that stayed in the top 4 pretty much unnoticed. When I looked at who was the leader, I saw a purple haired student that I didn't recognize, but he had Ojiro on his team. That was weird.

I let it go and focused on some of the interactions. In the last couple of minutes, I saw Shoto temporarily use his left side before immediately deactivating it, concerning me a bit as I could feel the anger rolling off of Enji-nii in waves at this point.

"Oi, Hothead-nii-san, control your quirk. You're gonna overheat me and the baby," I muttered the last part in English so the people around us would be less likely to understand. The glare that he shot me was harsh, but the air around me did start to cool down as he reigned in his quirk earning a muttered "thanks" from me.

At the end of the second round, I was happy to see Katsuki, Izuku, and Shoto all make into the final event of the festival. There was a short intermission now as names were drawn for the 1v1s and so everyone could get lunch. As soon as the round was over, I headed straight out of the stands, desperately wanting to find Toshinori. Being around Enji-nii while he was acting like he was was seriously starting to stress me out and worry me.

Just as I was about to go find him, I felt my stomach lurch and ran to the nearest bathroom I could find, just making it in time before puking my guts out. I cursed under my breath and held my hair back until I was done. Then as I got up I rubbed my stomach soothingly.

"Look, little one, I love you and all, but it would be really great if you could stop giving me the whole morning sickness thing," I mumbled with a slight smile towards my stomach. As much as it was bittersweet for me when I thought about losing my first child, I was happy to be carrying Toshinori's baby. The smile stayed on my face as I washed up and headed out of the bathroom; however, what I heard about exiting wiped the smile right off of my face.

"Shoto will surpass you. I created him to do so." That was Enji-nii. Who was he talking to.

"Endeavor-san, you don't mean..." Oh shit. That' s Toshinori in his hero form. This cannot be good.

"He is my masterpiece created with the sole purpose of surpassing you, and once he stops being stubborn and uses his left side, he will win this whole festival with ease!" At that statement, I heard the sound of thundering steps as Toshinori walked away in shock, leaving Enji-nii all by himself.

I had seen red at the Enji's words and walked to where I heard the voices coming from, seeing Enji-nii with a smug expression on his face as I walked up to him. I don't know what he was expecting, but it surely wasn't what happened. SLAPPPP! Yup. I just slapped the number 2 hero. Bite me.

"What the fuck was that, Endeavor?! You think that talking all that shit is going to make it happen? Have you ever thought that maybe this dickwad behavior of yours is what pushed him to not want to use his left side in the first place?! He's not rejecting his fire for no reason. In his mind, he's not rejecting his quirk. He's rejecting YOU! This whole thing is your fault!" I snapped, yelling angrily. How dare he treat Shoto like an object!

I felt the temperature of the area we were in increase dramatically, and almost on instinct it seemed, Enji raised his hand in a fist, his eyes narrowed at me; however, before he could let loose a punch, there was a gust of wind before I was in the arms of my husband, now in his hero form, his booming voice echoing throughout the area.

"Don't you even think about laying a finger on her, Endeavor," Toshinori all but growled, his signature smile nowhere to be found as he pulled me securely into his arms, cradling me against his strong frame as though I were a child, and carried me back towards the faculty stands. I opened my mouth to protest against him carrying me, but as I lifted my hand up to place it on his chest, I realized, I was shaking in fear.

Song: Whatever It Takes by Imagine Dragons