(So 54 followers and 38 favs, eh? Well, I have a feeling they are either going to go down or take a while to get up, but if I even possibly get to...let's just lowball it and say 100 followers and 50 favs, I will give a shoutout to everyone that does, because I wouldn't be on...what, chapter 8 already? Wow. I wouldn't have made it this far without them. Well, the poll is going to be answered tomorrow in a mini chapter, I want to make 2 chapters with the opposites interacting, and this is one of them. The second poll will be what you guys want to see next, whether a semi crossover like this one or one strictly in the universe. I got a idea for the name of you all from one of you guys, and I kinda like it. I want to thank all the Bubblians [I can't help it, it's kinda a cute name.] for watching my crazy mind at work. Thank you again, s082829, for the name. You rock, dude! So, in a way, this chapter is dedicated to you. I hope you like it. Let us continue. Remember the poll is stll up so give your answer while you have your chance. Options will be posted at the end of the chapter.)

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It has been 4 days since Jirou had made herself a temporary(?) resident of the Midoriya household. Although time has been very small, Inko had quickly grown fond of Jirou, as if she was a daughter she never had. Not only did the place feel less lonely since Jirou not only brough herself, but Mythra, a new granddaughter Inko was still admittedly abit weary to, as well. The only thing she did not like was having to provide by herself more as she believed Izuku was still too young to get a steady job yet, Godfrey wouldn't want to be away from his father and she felt wrong making the other 2 girls in the house work considering their...circumstances. Even making breakfast felt like a huge chore to her, but she was happy with it and was okay doing it herself.

Godfrey, however, felt different.

"Oh, grandmother is going to love this! Now how do I cook something?" Godfrey has a cookbook out as he tried to make breakfast for everyone, but since Godfrey was like that of a child's mind in a young man's body, he wasn't really doing his best. Although Izuku tried his hardest to teach his son how to do the task of reading, the times were far and in between of days of training so Godfrey could only remember small basics. "So half a cup of oil. I think I can do that, but I don't see any cars around. Maybe they have oil in here?" He opened up a cupboard and grabbed a yellow bottle. "O...I...oh eye, no...Come on, Godfrey, sound it out, father worked hard to teach you. Oy-e-ll...Oyell. Oyel. Oil! Oh, I think it means this kind of oil, not the other kind. Don't worry, grandmother, Godfrey will make you a wonderful meal!"

However as he was cooking, a burning smell filled the apartment. Mythra was the first to wake up, having a sort of foresight for danger and acted...not very accordingly.

"Mom, wake up, I think the building is on fire! Grab whatever you need, we're getring out of here!" She said, grabbing pretty much anything she could grab and hoisted a still half asleep Jirou on her shoulder. "I'll get dad and grandma and the 5 of us will make it out and find a new home that will be much sa- Godfrey, dad, what in blazes (pun intended) are you two doing?!"

Izuku woke up a little while after Mythra did, but due to being in the living room, he was quicker ro respond. The yell from Mythra, along with the smell, fully woke up Jirou.

Godfrey was trying to air out the apartment, very sluggishly.

"Godfrey, please explain." Izuku said, arms crossed as the room was freed of any burning smoke.

"Um...Well...heheh, funny story, you see..." Godfrey was quiet then took a deep breath. "IAlwaysSeeGrandmotherWorkSoHardIJustWantedToCookForHerAsAWayOfSayingThankYouForNotOnlyCaringForFatherAllThisTimeButCaringForAllOfUsPleaseDon'tBeAngryAtMeFather!" He shouted so quickly as he fell to his knees and outting his hands on Izuku's shoulders, it was like there were no spaces between his words.

Jirou went to turn off the fire before it burned down the entire complex. "Kid, calm down!"

"W-woah, Godfrey, calm down! You're rushing! Say it again, but slowly." Izuku said as he patted his son's head.

Godfrey took another breath. "Well, I wanted to do something for grandmother Inko. I mean...she does so much for us, I just felt it in my soul to maybe make something nice for her as a thank you...I'm sorry if I made you worry with the fire..." He looked down then stood up and pumped his fist. "But I still want to do something for her! Father, I ask that you help me with my quest! I already did abit so maybe you can walk me through the rest? Please..?"

"Godfrey...get back behind that stove, we have work to do." Izuku said with a smile which caused a warm feeling in the Icy Son.

"Oh, thank you, father! Let's get to work!" Godfrey pretty much pulled Izuku with force behind the oven as they began to make a actual breakfast.

Jirou and Mythra sat on the couch watching people do cover songs on TV. Due to being very similar, they shared a love of music. Jirou couldn't help but laugh at the sight of her step son try to throw a fully uncracked egg into a pan, and then receive what he had to do from Izuku's careful and calm motions. In a way, they looked like a father teaching his son how to cook, just swap the heights. Mythra, however, knew something was on her mom's mind.

"Still no word from the other g-rents, huh mom? No text$?" Mythra said, looking up at Jirou as Mythra felt it better sitting on the ground.

Jirou sighed and gave a small laugh. "No, unless you count a message from a company telling dad that his 'Golden Years Hair Dye' came in yesterday. I wouldn't be surprised if...Mythra, are you even listening? You keep looking at Godfrey alot."

A idea popped into Mythra's head. "I was just thinking...Godfrey is technically your step son, yet you haven't spent even a hour of one on one time with him. So, I was thinking...maybe you can do something for him? It's kinda obvious he doesn't know how to read well and you managed to teach me basics in less than a day or 2. You spend time with him and I can learn more about dad."

Jirou shuddered at that word. The mere thought of Mythra actively and meaningfully call Izuku her dad made Jirou feel uncomfortable. This girl was made from both of herself and Izuku. 2 beings, putting something somewhere to make this person, like how...she and Izuku were made. As if she would ever have a kid let alone start a real family with Izuku...would she? She didn't respond to Mythra.

"Ey, Earth to mom? So what do you think?" Mythra snapped her fingers in front of her mom's face, snapping her out of her daze.

"O-oh." Jirou said, a blush still plastered on her face. "Uh...sure, I don't see anything wrong with it. Maybe after breakfast. Hey, how's it going over there?"

Godfrey shouted with a smile. "It's going great and smells amazing! Can one of you two go wake up grandmother?" Mythra obliged and left to go wake up Inko from her rest.

Later...

Inko had a nervous smile on her face, looking down at her plate could give thr answer as to why. In front of her was a plate of scrambled eggs that looked abit too crispy, bacon the exact opposite and rice. Just normal rice, she wasn't too nervous at that.

Mythra spoke up, "Godfrey worked his ass off trying to make that for you, grandma. Go ahead and try it." She leaned in to whisper to Inko. "I got you a clear shot to the bathroom if you need it."

Inko looked up at Godfey who couldn't contain his smile. Gulping, Inko took a bite of the eggs. Strangely the were not bad, just could use a little salt. She tried the bacon, and it was also not that bad as most of it was crisped, so she ate those part only and made a excuse of not liking the chewy bits. The rice was rice, simple enough, so it was no doubt good. Inko finished her plate and aftrr going through 3 cups of water, smiled happy. "Godfrey, the food was wonderful. You did really good."

Godfrey rubbed the back of his head. "Ah, shucks, grandmother, I didn't do it alone. Father helped me out alot."

Seeing her opportunity, Mythra took it. "Oh, it's no fair! You always get to spend time with dad, it's my turn! Dad, you and I will go to the park to walk around and hang out, Godfey can stay here with mom. PLEEEASE, DAD?!" She said, giving a cute face that almost no man could resist saying no to. She was her father's daughter, after all.

"O-oh, uh..." Izuku looked at Godfrey who had a sad grin on his face. Godfrey only nodded, giving Izuku his answer. "S-sure, Mythra, we can do that. Just say when you wa-"

"NOW!" Mythra yelled, getting looks from everyone. She calmed down. "I mean...I would like to go now...as in whenever you're ready today, dad." She said as red blush lines appeared on her face.

Izuku blushed too. "Oh, um...Is after breakfast okay, Mythra?" She nodded in response, too nervous to say anything after that outburst.

After a breakfast, this time made by Inko

Izuku was wearing as comfortable clothes as possible and was waiting for Mythra, who came out in the same leotard that she always wore, just like Godfrey always wore his armor like it was part of his body, even when he slept. "Are you sure you don't want to change, Mythra? Like a jacket or something?"

Mythra scoffed. "As if. I'm fine with how I look, and if anyone has a problem, I'll just have you blind and burn them with my element." Izuku just kept looking at her. "Fine, if it bothers you so much, then give me a second." She left and then came back wearing clothes that obviously were owned by Jirou. She knew her mom didn't mind. "Better? Come on, I don't want to miss the park." Mythra pretty much dragged Izuku out of the apartment. Izuku was confused. Parks don't close, especially this early, do they?

In front of the Kyoka household

Izuku was confused. "Wait, I thought you said you wanted to go to the park, who's house is this?"

"Mom's old crib. You said you wanted ti talk to her parents, right? Go get 'em, tiger. I'll be right here behind you every step of the way, dad." Mythra gave a thumbs up. She went behind him and pretty much pushed him to the door and rang the doorbell.

It was Jirou's mom who opened the door. She started talking before even getting a view as to who it was. "Yes, how can I help-" She saw Izuku's face and slammed the door in front of him.

Mythra wheezed. "OK, maybe it was a bad idea for you to do it. Let me." They switched spots and this time Mythra knocked, only for Jirou's dad to answer instead. However when he slammed the door, it did not slam shut as it was stopped by something. Mythra used her body as a sort of stopper. "Please, the 2 of us just want to talk."

Jirou's dad was fuming at the sight of Mythra. "If you don't leave this property noe, I'll have you both arrested, you hear me?"

Mythra had a devilish smirk on her face. "Hey, we can play that card too. Frankly we will be homefree, it's you that would be going to jail."

Jirou's mom walked up. "You're bluffing, I'm calling right now." She picked up the phone and began to dial 911.

Mythra laughed abit. "Hey, if you could, do you mind telling them that you illegally saw the DNA of my dad while you're at it? That wad kinda a dick move right there, you could've possibly messed up his chances at life."

Both the Kyoka parents froze and looked at Mythra. Mr.Kyoka spoke. "What do you want..?"

Mythra let herself in all the way and pulled Izuku inside as well. "Oh, just some time to speak. 30 minutes is all I'm asking for." She fluttered her eyes cutely.

Mrs.Kyoka sighed. "30 minutes. Nothing more, otherwise we're calling the cops on both of you for trespassing."

Mythra smiled. "You have my word. Sit down, please."

In the Living Room.

Mr. and Mrs.Kyoka were practically staring daggers at Izuku. Mythra put down her cup of water and folded her hands.

Mythra had a plan that, depending how the parents react, could cause some either bigger problems or alot of good things to come. She spoke up. "Well, first off, I just want to say both of you are dumb. I mean, what kind of parent just kicks them out like they're trash? Some pretty shite ones, I will say."

Izuku's eyes bulged at Mythra's remark. "Mythra, what are you-" His mouth was covered by Mythra's hand.

She continued. "Like really, that was your kid, you 2. I understand not wanting a kid or not being ready to have a kid but you have to decide that waaay before you even consider doing anything. Seriously, Jirou is a better parent than you two ever could even dream of being." The bait was set. Now she just needs the nibble.

"EXCUSE ME?!" Both parents said.

"I ain't lying. I mean, when you kicked me out, she basically threw herself with me. That's a good parent. And then there is this kid, he's done nothing but good things for me and Jirou. This dude gave up everything for the 2 of us when you kicked me and then Jirou out."

It was then Izuku realized something. Jirou's parents didn't kick her out; they kicked out Mythra and Jirou just happened to follow her. Jirou was being a good mom, she didn't want to abandon her daughter even if she may not have believed it at that point. The whole part of them getting angry at Jirou for "having" a kid at 15 was just...stretched truth.

"We were fine with her, it's you that was the problem. You just come in, take food and act like you owned the place." Mr.Kyoka said. There was the nibble. Now she could only hope Izuku could snap the gate.

Mrs.Kyoka stood up. "I think we're done here. I don't care if it wasn't 30 minutes, get out now and tell Jirou that she's not welcomed back as long as she's in contact with you, missy. You can see yourselves to the door. She was a fool to choose you over us." As her husband stood as well and both were about to leave the room, Izuku spoke up.

"You're wrong..." He said, quietly.

"What was that, kid?" Mr.Kyoka said.

"I said you're wrong! Both of you sit down right now, be quiet and listen!" Izuku stood, a light frost beginning to coat his skin and his body seeming to glow bright abit. Alittle scared, the Kyoka parents did so. "Jirou has been nothing but the kindest and respectful girl I've met! My mother took her in and she's been staying with us since!"

Mr.Kyoka put his head in his hand. "I don't see why that's-"

Izuku shouted again. "I said quiet! Jirou has been nothing but kind to us and Mythra! She offered to work to help my mother pay for things like food and bills as long as shes staying there, and when mom said she didn't have to dhe kept on insisting! Jirou spends all her time with Mythra, she is next to inseparable from Mythra and the only reason she's not here is because Mythra wanted me to be the one to talk to you both, I get it now. You may call her a bad daughter and shun her, but one thing is for certain...She's the best parent that has ever stepped foot in this house. I can see both of you are still too focused on the smaller details to see you are casting out your own flesh and blood liek they were nothing! Mythra was right, you are the bas parents. Come on, Mythra, wewe're heading home!"

Mythra faked being sad. "Yes, dad..."

As they stood up, a voice called to them.

"Hold on." It was Mrs.Kyoka. "She...really did all that?"

Izuku didn't look back, putting his hand on the doorknob. "Yeah. She's a great person..." He began to turn it until he felt something on his shoulder. It was a earphone jack.

Mrs. Kyoka was acting nervous. "Um...I...I want to something, please sit back down." The 2 uninvited guests obeyed. "I...When I...Um..." She felt a arm around her, it was her husband's arm. "I was a few years older than Jirou, around 20. It was the beginning of summer, I was in my second year of hero college. I was one of the best and my parents were proud of me. However, I never felt happy. Then I met a very wonderful man...I met this man..." She put her hand on his lap. "He taught me things school couldn't teach you...laughter, sadness, angry...love. It wasn't long until we...did something that we regretted at first. My parents found out 3 months later when they saw the signs. I was expecting them to be angry but they acted kinda...strange..."

Mythra and Izuku leaned forward to hesr better, meanwhile Mr.Kyoka was in shock. It was the first time he was hearing this.

Mrs.Kyoka continued, her glasses hiding a pair of leaking eyes. "They said it was okay, they could take me to the doctor's to get things fixed, but...I didn't want to. When I told them I wanted to keep her, they flipped. They told me it was either the baby or them and in a choice I made from my heart, I picked...I picked Jirou. I didn't care, I loved her too much to just leave her. I dropped out of school, the 2 of us worked our asses off trying to do whatever we could to get by, our parents didn't care for us at the time. It wasn't until 6 months later that when I was holding my little rockstar in my hands that I knew I made the right choice. It's the reason why Jirou rarely ever sees her grandparents on my side, I'm glad his parents moved on and took her in as their grandkid...Oh, God, what have I done? My parents pushed me to be hoe they wanted me to be, but I wanted to put my family first...I'm the one who kicked Jirou and you out, Mythra, I was the one who made Jirou take the test...I'm a terrible mom..." Mrs.Kyoka let her tears fall as she cried into her hands, her husband consoling her.

"You know...It isn't too late to be a good mom." Izuku stood up and spoke. "She's probably feeling alone, did you feel like that too..?"

Mrs.Kyoka nodded. "I was so alone...but when I had Jirou in my arms, I felt complete again. Like I would do anything to-"

"Stay by her side and made sure she was safe?" Mythra spoke finally. It was like looking at a older version of Jirou to her.

Mrs.Kyoka nodded "Yeah...Yeah...You know what..? I'm not going to be like them...I don't want to have a relationship eith Jirou like I had with them..! Mythra..." She stood up and made Mytra stand as well. "You're my granddaughter whether you like it or not. You're more than welcome to come here and stay eith us whenever you want. Jirou too..."She hugged onto Mythra, who closed her eyes and returned the hug.

"Thanks, grandma..." Mythra said, a tear going down her face.

Mr.Kyoka looked at Izuku. "Hey, kid. A word, please?" He brought Izuku to the kitchen. Mr.Kyoka pinched the bridge of his nose. "Alright, a part of me wants to stangle you..." Izuku stepped back, about to run. "but the rest of me wants to say...thank you. Listen, I'm so sorry for acting like a total dick. I didn't know how all that stuff happened with my wife...She told me that her parents kicked her out for having a kid in their own words 'at too young a age'. I guess it isn't do bad with how Mythra is. I mean, she looks like she's grown enough that Jirou doesn't have to worry to much, but my Rockstar sounds like she has been treating Mythra like how my wife treated Jirou. Listen, kid..."He gulped... "You're okay in my book now, thanks for that peptalk. You, uh..." *cough* "You have my permission to date my daughter.

Izuku was redder than a firetruck. "D-date Jirou?! Sir, I-"

Mr.Kyoka laughed. "Save it, I know you're thankful. Besides I would much rather have you than any other guy. I rather get a son in law that stood up for her instead of seeing her as some piece of meat. Go on...go to her. Here, I'll give you a headstart." Mr.Kyoka practically pushed Izuku outside, with Mythra already out there waiting. "Now you two get home safe, okay?!" As he closed the door, he lokked at his wife with a sad happy smile on her face. "He's going to be a good dad one day."

Mrs.Kyoka wiped her tears. "What do you mean? He's already being a great dad..."

At the Midoriya household

Izuku opened the door a couple hours until 10pm but was met with Jirou right on the other side.

Jirou hissed at him. "You...My parents just called for the first time in a while..."

Izuku put his hands up. "Jirou, what's wro-" he was met with a jack to the stomach.

"That's for going to my house without me knowing and talking to my parents..." Jirou bent down to be face to face with a hunched over Izuku. She kissed him on the cheek, a hot feeling blush on her face. "That's for...everything else..." And with that, Jirou made her way to Izuku room silently, leaving a in pain and confused Izuku and a Mythra with the brightest smile on her face. Izuku fell with a thud.

Mythra picked up her sleeping father and put him gently on the couch, right next to a sleeping Godfrey who took his rest on the floor. she said quietly, "You did great, dad..."

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(Well, my Bubblians, there we go. It seems Jirou's parents are finally okay with the current situation, and it seems Izuku may be getting closer to Jirou bit by bit. I will say this may not be the longest one I've done but it certainly made me the most proud. Oh yeah, the choices.

Wind

Fire.

Earth.

Electric.

Water.

And with that, The Queen is out. Peace sign! *pop noises*)