(Want to start off again by saying thank you to everyone for follows, faves and comments. Really, without any of you, I wouldn't WANT to make more, but somehow the crazy mind of this gal seems to be making people happy and interested, even if the material comes abit messed up here and there, I'm happy you all can enjoy it. Continuing from yesterday, the poll is still up. If you have a Blade specific request, I am going to lump them in with the elements that are given. There was that one specific option though I couldn't put together with, but they may be considered only if they get the votes. For those who forgot the choices, they're...

Wind.

Fire.

Electric.

Earth.

Water.

I am keeping current scores personal until the day the winner is announced, which will be Monday at midnight, Pacific Standard Time. Sorry in advance if your request does not win. Remember, you are only allowed one vote. If you wish to change your vote, PM me the one you are changing from and the new one you changed for as well.

I said it once, I'll say it again; I so do not own MHA or Xenoblade series, I just own the AU. Well, without further disruption, let the chapter begin. I think I'll start giving my followers a name...I'll think of something later.)

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Morning, 7am...

It started out as a normal day for Inko Midoriya, a loving mother and now fully at peace with the circumstances, loving grandmother. Sure, her newfound grandson was not a full grandson as he came from only one person, but after spending so much time with him in the apartment, she grew to love Godfrey as any other grandma would. Her only complaint was that she wished Godfrey would go easy on his father's training every now and then. Getting out of bed, she made her way to the kitchen to prepare herself a nice breakfast for herself. Godfrey and Izuku would leave the house at ungodly early hours most of the day, leaving Inko to dine by herself. On the brightside, dinner was another story. Izuku would spend the entire time talking about getting stronger and stronger each day of training with Godfrey which would make both of her boys beam with delight. She was proud to see her little Izuku grow from once a shy boy to a less shy young man. Making her way to the table, she calmly sat down and ate her food while watching tv...

Until she heard the shower begin to run.

At first, Inko paid no mind to it, as she figured that maybe Izuku was running late for training as he did from time to time, so she just kept watching tv. It was not until she heard the shower stop and the footsteps of someone she did not recognize. Living alone with only Izuku and Godfrey for almost a year now had trained her ears to know exactly who could possibly be walking around; Izuku had a normal sound whenever he walked around shoeless or not, where as Godfrey was more loud due to him having more weight in muscle. These sounds were more...quiet and dainty. None she had heard before. Then, she heard things again.

One bedroom door closing, the bathroom door opening then being locked and finally the shower running again.

It was rare for one of the 2 to be late to training due to being overslept or not being ready, but both at the same time was unheard of. Mustering as much raw courage as she could, she used her Small Object Attraction quirk to bring anything close that she may possibly need in case: A meat tenderizer, a plate, a glass cup etc. Making her way down the hall to where she heard the bedroom door close, she carefully scanned her room first and found nothing. Going to Izuku's room is when one of her worries was made...possibly worse.

As the doorknob to Izuku's room was turned, Inko found out that it was closed but not locked. Taking a deep breath, Inko pushed the door with a angry-mom fueled strength. Getting a full view of the room, Inko screamed, causing the person who was also in the room to quickly turn around and scream as well. Inko had walked in on Jirou in the middle of changing, Jirou only wearing her jeans and a simple shirt she stole from Midoriya's wardrobe.

"W-who are you and what are you doing in my house?!" Inko screamed. She was mainly hostile due to the fact that it was a girl who found her way inside her house, where as she believed Godfrey was just a friend of Izuku when he first arrived. Inko had the meat tenderizer in her hand and had the other objects pointed straight at Jirou.

Jirou raised her hands in self defense. "Woah, chill out, lady! Izuku said-" The plate was thrown at her. Luckily for Jirou, it was plastic.

"How do you know my little Izuku?!" Inko cried out in a newfound worry. Many questions raced in her mind. Just who is this girl? How does she know Izuku? Why on earth is she wearing his clothes, and if this girl was here, why was the shower running with the door locked?

Jirou tried to calm Inko down. "Listen, I'm not a intruder, I'm just a friend of Izuku and a sufferer of chance. When Izuku gets here, he'll explain everything. I will not hurt you, I just wanted to shower and change...Okay?" She moved bit by bit to not startle Inko, who at this point resembled the fear of a cornered rat.

Inko began to let her guard down abit, things still being attracted to her slowly reaching the ground as Jirou got closer. However it was short-lived when Inko looked to the left and saw another girl, this time a blonde one, walking out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. The girl who just walked out could almost sense the hostility, but didn't seem to care for it. She simply spoke up.

"Morning, grandma. Sleep well?" Mythra asked as she picked up her clothes from a dress stand by Izuku's bed.

As if on cue from the word 'Grandma', Inko fainted, tbe objects falling down around her, luckily not hitting her. Mythra looked down at her sleeping grandma and tilted her head to the side and calmly said, "Did I say something wrong?"

Jirou could only facepalm.

At the shopping mall, 5 hours later

Izuku stood there in the middle of the mall with a huge blush on his face and a huge aura of annoyance around him. Next to him stood Godfrey, not blushing but looked very agitated. Both men were carrying multiple shopping bags filled with things ranging from girl clothes to objects neither guy would like to look at. As they made their way out of the mall, Izuku spoke up.

"Remind me again why we had to do this, Godfrey?" Izuku unfortunately had the bags filled with the more...personal stuff. No doubt he got a few weird looks from people passing by.

"Father, we've been over this twice already." Godfrey only had to worry about carrying bags filled with pants, shirts, socks and the like. "We cannot leave stepmother and sister with what they had."

When Kyouka's parents kicked out their only daughter, they did so in a rather rude manner at the time, leaving her with nothing but the clothes on her back. Due to the caring hero-like heart Godfrey inherited from Izuku, he sought to do something good for his new step mom. Since he and Mythra were creations, their clothes never got that dirty and were able to be the only thing they ever really needed to wear. Jirou, being human, was another story.

"I still can't believe you talked me out of the money I was saving for that new laptop..." Izuku said, trying his hardest to both not look up at people as they saw him carry the bags, but also not looking too far down to get a peak at what exactly was in the bags he had.

"It was for the greater good, father." Godfrey said as he led the way back home. "We brought her into this mess, so we have to pay for it." Even though Godfrey knew it was mainly Izuku and Jirou both being at fault for why they have to do this, he felt like it was the right thing to do, at least for a small apology. Godfrey smiled, trying to get his father out of his current funk. He said energetically, "Come on, we're almost there!"

Izuku on the other hand, was lost in sadness. "500 dollars worth of saving for 4 years...down the drain...All spent on...'This' stuff." He mumbled all the way home.

Midoriya household, 30 minutes later.

Izuku put the bags down as he unlocked the door. When he was turning the lock, however, things were "unlocking" in his mind. 1)He realized he wasted half of the day at the mall. 2) Everything he bought was not for him, and 3) He left Jirou, Mythra and his mom all in the same household without a explanation.

Gulping, Izuku picked up the bags and opened the door to a sight he was worried to see and more. His mother was passed out and both Jirou and Mythra wear trying to wake up his mom from a no doubt scare faint.

"MOM!" Izuku shouted, dropping the bags again and running to her. "She's okay...she's just passed out..." Izuku sighed.

Godfrey had a proud smile on his face. Picking up the bags Izuku dropped, he presented them to Jirou, a sense of pride in his mannerism. "Mother, father and I have spent the entire day giving you the necessities that you were in need of! We have all the essentials from shirts and socks to pants and pan-" He had his mouth covered by Mythra.

"Finish that word, I blind you permanently." Mythra moved her hands with that remark. "I will say, mom, the guys did get your needs."

Jirou, a slight blush at the sight of the no doubt agonizing torture the boys must've went through, picked up a bag a rummaged through it. In a state of surprise, she pulled out a T-shirt with the name "Deep Dope" ,her favorite band, on it. Stranger even more, it was her size, if not a size or 2 larger. She snapped out of her surprised state and spoke up. "How...did you know I liked this and know my size as well?" She kept looking in the bags to find more clothes that practically were like ones that came straight from her wardrobe at home...Well, her old home.

Izuku was nervous, no hiding it. He figured it would be best if he just told the truth. "I asked Mythra for help. She knows almost all about you and things that you like or enjoy. About the size thing, I ah...heheh...Um..." His blush began to form.

Jirou was not a dumb girl. She easily put 2 and 2 together and saw 4 clear as day. Her face grew even redder than Izuku's, and she shook abit as well. "So you decided to try and get a peek, huh? Bad enough I'm here because of you, but that does not give you the right to get a look without my permission..." She cracked her knuckles and was about to pound Izuku in the face until it struck her.

This kid risked getting embarrassed by being caught with not only girl clothes, but the 'unmentionables' to boot, probably wasted his own money which she could tell was alot due to the amount of clothes and other such objects being not only numerous but still having decent priced tags and pretty much agreed to let her and Mythra be here (even if she practically forced him to) and she was just gonna punch him in the face as if he was like a perverted gremlin? Sure, he might've gotten a peek at something he really shouldn't have seen, but it was all for a nice cause...as far as she knew and as much as she hoped was true.

"Thanks..." was all Jirou said as she took the bags of clothes and put them inside one of Izuku's clothes' drawer after emptying out it's previous contects. In a way to Jirou, they were kinda even when it came to the clothes. They were not even in the long run just yet though.

Izuku waited for his mom to wake up. No doubt it was going to get a little crazy as to what was happening inside her house. Waiting a hour, Inko woke up, seeing the faces of Mythra and Izuku this time instead of Izuku and Godfrey.

"Mom..." Izuku started, putting his hand on his mother's shoulder. "This is going to get even crazier than it was before."

Mythra however had a feeling Izuky was not going to tell the truth and make something up, which was the case as he continued talking to Inko. Mythra moved Izuku out of the way the moment she realized he almost had the entire story flipped. "Thanks, dad, but I got it from here. Granny, prepare for the worst." Mythra said, just before unraveling the real truth to Inko.

"Well that was rude." Godfrey scowled abit.

2 hours of The Tale of Mythra later

Mythra finished, "So, yeah, that's all that happened. Crazy story, huh?"

"Did you really have to say EVERYTHING to grandma, Mythra? I mean look at her, she's crying now." Godfrey scolded his sister, mad at the fact that she made their grandma cry.

"You Icy Dolt, they're sad tears, sure, but look. She hasn't let go of mom for 10 minutes. She's trying to make her feel better." Mythra sad, rather matter-of-factly.

It was true. Inko had her arms wrapped tightly Jirou, unable to get out of the small woman's vice grip of a hold. Even though it was tight, though, Jirou did not try to get out, not even a struggle. She just accepted it.

The grandma of 2 looked down at Jirou in her arms. "You poor baby...I am so sorry that happened to you, if you need anything then I...Well, I'm sure we can figure something out. I may not have alot but if you're in need, I can help you." Inko rubbed the girl's head gently, receiving a light sigh in response.

Jirou let herself go to the hug, not fighting it. She felt better now, honestly, but she still had a feeling of sadness that she could not fight nor show. She looked up to Inko. "Actually, Mrs.Midoriya...Izuku already did. He got me alot of stuff that I needed." She said defeatedly.

Inko was surprised. "Izuku did? But he doesn't have any free money, the only money he had was for...that laptop he wanted. Izu, did you really?"

Midoriya rubbed the back of his head and looked away, avoiding eye contact. "Yeah...Godfrey convinced me that it was the better option than using it for myself."

Inko smiled. "Godfrey, thank you for making my boy open his heart more. And Izuku...thank you for being a good man and putting her needs first." She beamed. "She'll make a wonderful step daughter."

The 2 teens groaned and screamed quietly at that statement. Godfrey was confused, and Mythra was laughing.

"Come on, you two, you must be hungry. Jirou, what would you like for breakfast? You name it, I'll make it." Inko said with a sad smile.

Jirou blushed. Just earlier, this woman was threatening to beat her with a meat tenderizer mallet, and now the same woman asked if she needed anything and is offering to not only make her breakfast, but it be at request.

"U-um...Natto (that's like fermented soy beans. It's a very popular breakfast in Japan.) is fine for me, if it isn't too much trouble." She answered shyly.

"Natto it is. You go sit at the table, I'll get it done soon." Inko stood up and made her way to the kitchen, with Jirou following and sitting at the table.

Mythra looked over her father, quite literally as she was much taller than him, and sensed something inside him. She could see he was lost in thought, a thought she believed she understood. "You're really going to do that, aren't you?"

Izuku gave a small nod. "It would be for the best. I don't think now would be a good time, though..."

"Give it about a week, like 5 days. Just to give them enough time to calm down. Don't worry, I'll protect you if they try anything. They may be my grandparents on mom's side, but you're still my 2nd favorite person." Mythra said, rustling Izuku's hair.

"Yeah, I think that may be right, and it eould probably be the best bet since they're angry with Jirou and do not know who Godfrey i- Wait, second favorite? Who's the first?" Izuku looked towards his daughter.

Mythra's face went -_- (I do not know ehat emotion that face means, please bare with me.). "You really gotta ask that question?"

Inko called for the others to sit down, to which Mythra gladly took a seat by Jirou, giving her a hug then going back to waiting.

Godfrey put his arm around his father. "Don't worry, father, you're number 1 in my book!" He gave a thumbs up and went to sit down as well.

Izuku looked at his now bigger family, Jirou now included, and smiled tiny. "Maybe this won't be so bad..." He thought to himself and took his seat right in between Godfrey and Mythra. Inko really WAS going to need that bigger house.

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(I just to say I'm sorry for the late update and that this is going pretty slow, the pace will pick up when thr story reaches school. I just want to get things and problems fixed before jumping into the main plot, in which I hope those reading are okay with waiting for abit. Until next time, this is The Queen of Bubbles, signing out for the day. *pop noises*)