First, I'm writing and posting as I go. If things are working out I'll post lots, if not then it'll be a while. Secondly...…...
I swear, if you guys don't know how to put out kitchen fires, I'll cry for your homes. Don't put water on a grease fire, okay? (Prompted by something someone at work said that made me wonder how they've lived this long.)
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He walked into the common room and almost laughed. Instead, he tried not to groan. Mixed reactions were fun to deal with. The three of them were actively fighting over the remote. Bakugou was holding it up higher than the other two could reach and that meant that the other two were all over him, trying to get to it without using their quirks, for some reason. He was so obvious that it made Todoroki almost pity him. It was clear that Bakugou was the one with the most awareness of the situation. It, however, did not mean that he realized that he could have what he wanted if he'd just ask. Their bickering over the object was still adorable. He wondered if he could 'help' them the way Iida had. Silently, he crept to the three of them. He wasn't sure why he bothered until he got close enough. None of them were paying him any attention. Then they were all paying attention as he quickly snatched the remote from Bakugou. There was screaming from the blond, confusion from the brunette, and a sudden hope from the green mop that bounced next to him. "Thank you, Todoroki! There's a quirk analysis special on at five and- hey!" Todoroki put everything he had into not smiling at that moment. He simply sat down with the remote and watched whatever it was that he'd turned on. Midoriya, surprised by the betrayal, shook Todoroki's shoulders and whined. "Not fair, your my friend. You should've been on my side, Todoroki!" It was a lesson in facial muscle control as this point. He didn't even dare to really breath or he might burst out in a fit of giggles. Jealousy sparked so quickly from the other two that he was surprised something didn't catch fire. Uraraka was the first, her hand on Midoriya's shoulder. Bakugou wouldn't be outdone. The blond grabbed Midoriya's hand, yanking him away. A short session of bickering then they were gone, destination Bakugou's room to watch whatever it was that Midoriya wanted. Finally he cracked a smile and let out a stifled huff of laughter. They were all so endearingly blind about everything. Maybe he should do something a bit more to help them out. Midoriya _did_ ask him to help him learn how to cook some more things.
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They were all huddled on Bakugou's bed. It was just starting to get comfy and he had not complaints, laying in the middle of them. He couldn't even be bothered to worry about it. They'd sat him down and made it clear they were going to box him in. He continued to grin. This was so nice. He got them. He got his analysis. Everything was going great!
His phone rang. He pulled it out, noticing that it was work. He teetered on the edge of being happy and being rather annoyed. He answered. On the other side of the phone, a chipper young woman must have thought she was delivering wonderful news. "Deku! I just wanted to ask if you were available tonight. We have two sets of teams that called out due to an incident earlier, and you're first on our call list." "Oh, um, yeah, I could come in. I was just hanging out with some friends." He was already excusing himself for the night to the two others. They understood, of course, but he could see that they were disappointed. "Are they U.A. students with their licenses?"
"Um... yeah?" He wondered why she was asking. The confusion on his face must have been clear because he got two matched cocked eyebrows. "Could you put me on speaker phone? I would like to ask them to come in as well." Rather confused, Izuku complied with the request. Introducing herself, the woman asked for their assistance. She explained that all the paper work would be handled by the agency and they were already making calls to get some more students to help cover the sudden gap. Bakugou had been silent so far, just looking resolute. Uraraka seemed to take this as her turn to take charge of the situation. Izuku didn't mind. "Miss, I wouldn't mind coming in, but since it's such short notice, I am wondering if you could help me out a little." The sweet tone of Uraraka's voice clued Izuku in to what she was doing. This gorgeous brunette could charm a dog out of his bone.
"We could get you a ride, sure, or if you need we could-." The lady answered right away, already willing to hand out things they normally didn't get.
"No, but thank you, I was wondering if the three of us could stay as a team for the night." Uraraka was putting the charm on heavy and Izuku could only watch as she got exactly what she wanted. "We were planning on studying and training, and it would really help if we could still do some of that while we pick up this extra shift."
There was silence on the other side of the phone. Izuku's anxiety skyrocketed. He still had to work for these people!
"Oh, how I wish all the others were being this cooperative. Of course, you can stay with your boyfriend." The giggle of the woman was overshadowed by the sudden sputtering and gasps in the room. Izuku thought he was going to die, or break his phone. Uraraka looked just as thrown for a loop as he was. "He, he's not, I'm not-"
"Which one of us do you think is her boyfriend?" Bakugou laughed. He was laughing, he thought this was funny. Izuku was going to have a heart attack. "Oh, is that the mysterious other person? Are you able to come in as well?"
"Only if I get to stay with these two nerds." Bakugou chuckled. "Not a problem. Love triangles have always been my weakness." The woman laughed. "I just need your names and agencies. Will you be able to make it in by ten?"
Izuku wanted to die at this point. If the universe would just reach out and snatch away his soul then maybe some of this embarrassment would go along with it. His stomach was taking a ride on it's own personal rollercoaster. If he had any hope of living through this it would be because he remained as silent as possible while the lady took down the other two's information. No reaction meant no basis for the truth to be revealed. He had to hide it. When they figured it out, he would be alone. Child-like in the way it sent him back to his youth, he stamped down on a new wave of anxiety. He didn't want to be alone. "Okay, get out. I'm going to change. Get ready and we'll leave, maybe grab something to eat on the way." Bakugou started to mutter. Muttering was _his_ thing. Bakugou didn't mutter. "I guess since it's your agency I'll let you take the lead tonight." The delicate compliance was a bucket of water thrown onto the grease fire of his fragile mind.
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They already agreed that taking the subway was not going to happen. Instead, they were going to 'taxi' off Izuku. Decked out in their costumes and standing on the roof, the trio were stretching before leaving. For not the last time, she was being hounded about whether or not she was sure about doing this. That answer was yes. It was the easiest, fastest and least annoying way to get to the patrol area. If they would just trust her.
"You got pretty sick with Kiki, I just don't want to get puked on."
"I wasn't expecting to have to add so many people all at once." She defended. It was probably time to go ahead and let them know about the other thing too. Something told her that if she waited until they found out that they would be pretty angry. "I also just got done stopping some street racing. Floating and stopping two cars isn't easy."
"Woah, really?"
"What, why didn't you say something?"
Mixed reaction, but she could handle that. "I was sort of freaking out about a small child flying through the air. Plus, it's not like it was keeping a building up or something. I didn't want to bother you guys about it."
"You never bother us when you tell us about your day. Next time tell us sooner. We could have gotten something to celebrate a takedown." Izuku gushed, prepping to launch into a session of nine billion questions. In an unlikely way, Bakugou stepped in with his own. "You weren't hiding being hurt or something, were you?" That was a very serious tone that the blond was giving her. "No!"
"You would tell us if you were hurt, right?"
"Of course!" "Keep that in mind. Alright, let's go." The plan was that she would float herself and Bakugou while Midoriya jumped between buildings. They would get a 'free ride' and not slow him down. Then came the issue of how they were supposed to stay together. The easiest way was something she found hard to suggest. Instead she just gripped one of their hands in each of hers. They were ready, even if her heart wasn't.
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It was going well. They were laughing. Some people ran up as they were recognized. More people waved and greeted them. Whenever he needed a moment to come back from all of the attention, they were there for him. He never complained but without fail they knew when he just needed a second. Without fail they would nearly block him from the groups of people, let him breathe before letting him bounce his way back in. He tried to do the same for them. Uravity's weariness when it came to some people hugging a bit too long. Deku's sudden loss of words and trains of thought that left him a bumbling mess. Stepping up and helping them like they help him. He could do this.
Deep down in his mind something kept nagging at him as they walked. The later it got, the less it seemed that people who should have been going home just weren't. He couldn't remember if something was going on in town or if there was some minor holiday that they would be celebrating that just slipped his mind. His instincts felt like a sentient glass on the edge of a table around an asshole cat. Something was going to happen. Something bad. "Hey, Deku, what did that chick say about why the teams were out?"
"Huh? I never asked, why?"
Every light in the neighborhood went out as something boomed. Fuck.