Youta was able to catch up with his sister a couple weeks later in holding up his head. Now the two babies are sitting up in their donut seats in the middle of the living room floor. The two were babbling at each other while Katrina had different class files stacked in front of her. Katrina glanced at her children before turning back to class 1-C's file. She spoke to her twins rather than herself, "You know you two will be well-versed with people by the time you two are older. Hopefully better than your papa."

Each class file had the students' basic information including quirks. She was on a purple haired student. She sipped her glass of water, "Hitoshi Shinso, huh?"

Her eyes scanned his class file. She closed his file with a light snap, "I think I'll be seeing you around more than any student."

She glanced at the clock. Katrina heard a hiccup coming from a twin. She pushed herself from her chair heading to the now crying child. She cooed, "Your father should be arriving to the provisional hero licensing exam center now."

Katrina moved to the couch and gave what her crying son wanted. He lightly suckled for his nourishment. Katrina could see her daughter placing her fist inside her mouth. She shook her head, "Keep chewing on that fist. I rather you chew on that..."

She didn't continue her sentence. She couldn't as her daughter let out a happy shrill. Katrina narrowed her eyes at her daughter, "That's it. Hizashi is not baby sitting either of you anymore. You are copying him."

A happy voice called out, "Eraser? Eraser, is that you?!"

Aizawa's eye twitched. His lips stayed in its firm line. The owner of the voice walked up to him with her hand up in greeting, "I saw you on TV and at the Sports Festival, but it's been so long since we've seen each other face-to-to face."

Aizawa felt his irritation rise inside. The owner smiled, "Let's get married!"

The students behind him shuffled uncomfortably. Aizawa had an immediate response, "No thanks."

Class 1-A kept their mouth shut about their teacher's true status. They remembered the talk their teacher had with them.

Shouta Aizawa stood in front of the hospital doors with his hands in his pockets. Present Mic held his hands behind his head. Aizawa stared down at his students with irritation. The students switched their weights on their feet as they waited for their teacher to give them an earful. It didn't help them that Present Mic was not smiling. Normally the hero was always smiling. Aizawa finally spoke sternly, "Do not speak of this to anyone. You do not call her Mrs. Aizawa. We aren't shown in the public eye as married but legally we are. We would like to keep it that way."

Ashido asked, "But why?"

Aizawa kept his stern tone, "If a villain were to find out about your family, they possibly would use it against you. Despite the two of us being out of the spotlight, I do have some enemies who would like to act upon revenge. We decided this for each other safety and now children safety. You may address her as you were before."

Deku's lips went into a firm line. He asked, "Something happened in the past, didn't it Mr. Aizawa?"

Their teacher didn't answer. He ordered his students, "Go home. When we get back to school, we are going to do training."

The green haired woman felt the direct hit, "No thanks?! Good one!"

Aizawa turned away from the woman. He commented on her unamusing humor, "As always, you've got an unamusing sense of humor, Joke."

The black haired pro hero felt the coolness of his wedding ring shift underneath his black shirt. He looked up at the sky seeing the clouds move slowly. This is one of the times he wish he could wear his ring and have the green haired pro hero off of his back. Ms. Joke placed a hand on her hip, "Do you keep in contact with Gracie?"

Aizawa's black eyes trailed lazily to the green haired woman. The students behind him tried to keep their lips tight shut. He replied, "Yes. Last I spoke with her, she had twins."

Ms. Joke's eyes widened, "What! All I was told back at the agency was that she was on maternal leave. I didn't expect twins. Wow."

Sero whispered to Kaminari, "This is getting weird."

Kaminari nodded. Ashido whispered to the two, "It is. It must of been awkward for Miss Katrina being at the same agency as her."

Ms. Joke clapped her hands together, "That's wonderful though!"

Ms. Joke called to her students to meet the U.A. students. Aizawa started to walk ahead to where the teachers and others be sitting. He already told his students what they needed to know. He knew they would figure it out when it comes to the testing. He has faith in them. Now he needs to get away from Ms. Joke and hope she doesn't follow him.

Katrina sneezed. She sniffled, "Ah, I better not be coming down with a cold. I cannot afford to get you two cuties sick."

She lightly grazed her index fingers on each of her children's chubby cheeks. A knock was made to their dorm door. Katrina stood up from the ground answering it. At the door was a familiar blond in his civilian clothing. Katrina glared at him. Hizashi leaned forward in hurt, "Kattttttt, you know I hate it when you give me that look!"

Katrina then smiled, "You came at a great time, Hizashi."

His blond brows knitted together. He then realized she was reaching to touch his shoulder. He reacted quickly, "Oh no! You are not giving me the pain!"

Katrina lightly teased him, "It's just a stomachache. It's nothing bad."

Hizashi kept trying to avoid the quick hand movements. She tried to match his movement but without the capture scarf she liked to borrow time from time at her friend's mercy she would not be able to get him quick enough. Katrina huffed, "You're no fun."

Hizashi held out his hands in front of him gesturing to her, "You tried to transfer your pain to me! I don't want that!"

Katrina took the moment where his guard was down and slapped his hand. It may look like a high five to those who don't know the workings of her quirk but immediately Hizashi held onto his stomach. Julieanne let out an excited shrill when she heard her uncle's voice. Katrina bent down to Hizashi's lowered face. She thrusted her thumb towards the two children, "You've been using your quirk or being to loud around them. Julieanne is starting to copy you. I do not want a loud screech in my ear."

Aizawa felt a sense of proud over his students. Two of his students didn't pass but he figured by how they acted during the exams. He figured he didn't have to scold them considering the very feeling of not being able to be on the same level as your peers already sunk into them. Aizawa unlocked the small apartment door. He blinked as he saw his best friend curled up on the floor next to his babbling twins. Youta was putting Hizashi's blond hair into his mouth. Julieanne was cooing happily. He could hear light whimpers coming from the grown man. Aizawa called out to his wife, "Katrina?"

She popped her head out of the small room that held the washer and dryer. Katrina smiled, "Ah you're home. So how'd it go?"

Shouta let out a haggard sigh while taking his scarf off. A gold ring glistened against the light. Shouta answered, "Everyone got their license except Bakugo and Todoroki."

Katrina walked out of the small room while folding a towel. Katrina didn't want to ask how they didn't pass. Shouta stopped in front of his wife. He placed his forehead on hers. She closed her eyes in reaction. Shouta spoke softly, "I am glad to be home. It was tiring. I'm furious at my students for not all passing. Their pride got in the way."

Katrina angled her head upward and gave her husband a peck on his lips. She pulled away to finish folding, "They'll learn the hard way."

Shouta gestured to behind him as a squeal came from their daughter, "So should I ask?"

Katrina looked over his shoulder to a groaning Hizashi. She smiled innocently, "Oh I don't know what you are talking about. It seems Hizashi came down with a tummyache."

Hizashi tried to get out of Youta's grip but the boy had his hair tightly into his hand. It would've pulled some strands. Hizashi huffed, "She gave me her stomach ache."

Shouta stared at his wife who shrugged putting the towel away. She grabbed another towel and started folding it. Shouta rubbed his temples. It was a natural occurrence between the three whenever the blond did something the red head didn't like. Shouta moved towards the bedroom, "I don't want to ask."

Katrina stuck out her tongue at the blond who stuck his back at her. Youta released the blond's hair but it was still tangled in his fingers. The older twin squealed moving his hands up and down. The blond winced, "Ah, little listener!"

Katrina finished up the towel before heading to her children. She knelt down to her son, "Okay, Youta I think it's time to stop torturing your uncle. I think he learned his lesson enough."

Katrina was able to minimized the damage to Hizashi's hair. Hizashi rolled to his other side staring at the children. Hizashi mumbled, "You did that on purpose."

Her husband walked back out but in comfortable clothing. Katrina looked at the blond pointedly, "Now you plopped near them. I didn't put them near you nor did I put you here. You did that to yourself."

Shouta winced when his daughter let out a shrill scream. Now he understands. Shouta grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen. Katrina glanced over at her husband. She knew he would've ran into the green haired hero who took a liking to her husband. Katrina knew of the green haired hero. She knew of Katrina's 'friendship' with Shouta and tried to find things to make the man laugh. Katrina always shot it down the topic. Whenever Shouta came up in conversation, Katrina changed the topic. She would be civil with the woman but she felt uncomfortable when the woman would try to flirt with her husband non-stop. That's one of many things her and her husband agree with and that's Ms. Joke is certainly annoying but they would tolerate for hero work.

Katrina piped up to her husband, "I start my position today. I turned in the paperwork this morning. Principal Nezu said he wouldn't announce it till the second semester assembly."

Shouta mumbled into his drink, "Let's hope we don't have late night calls."

Katrina chuckled, "Oh no, like I said I'll make sure of that. I have an idea if they do need anything late at night."

Katrina reached over to the coffee table. She grabbed a little box. She threw it towards her husband who caught it successfully. He looked at the box. He eyed it, "Ear plugs."

Katrina nodded, "Yeah, so you get that sleep you need. I'm always up like clockwork for these two so it wouldn't matter if they interrupt my sleep."

Shouta shook his head placing the ear plug box on the counter, "No. If you don't get sleep then I don't get sleep."

Hizashi grumbled, "I really want this stomachache to go away."

Katrina huffed, "You need the sleep."

Shouta countered, "So do you. Now I'll be working late. I'll take care of the twins if they wake up tonight."

Katrina scrunched up her nose, "That's not fair."

Shouta retorted, "Life's not fair."