Mitsuki Bakugou stared at her new protégé in disbelief. She had quickly gone from shopping for new shoes for his son to a guardian of two boys instead.

Katsuki had managed to destroy yet another pair of shoes. He went through those so fast that they never had the time to become too small for him to wear. In a way it was convenient. You never had extra pairs of shoes laying around the house.

The mother took a good look at the boy holding her hand. She hadn't seen Izuku in years. He looked terrible. He was way too skinny to her liking and she could see the bruises and cuts on his pale skin. The gauze on the cheek was the last drop. Mitsuki had to question the two adults as soon as they returned. She wanted answers. They'd need to convince her of their innocence or she would call the police of them.

Last time she had seen him the boy had been in a swaddle, drooling and squealing when he wasn't sleeping. He did that quite a lot. When Hisashi had brought the baby home, Mitsuki had just attacked the little guy. Izuku's freckled baby cheeks had been irresistible to her.

The Bakugou family used to live right next door to the Midoriya's before the latter moved away. They hadn't been in contact since.

Both wives had been pregnant the same time. Little Katsuki was born on the 20th of April while Izuku still had a couple months before he'd get to meet the world. Both being first-time mothers meant that they were worried and had a ton of things they didn't know. The pregnancies had actually brought them together in the first place. They had quickly become best friends, giving each other the support they so desperately needed.

There only so much the husbands could do. They couldn't feel the pain or the weight. The two men could keep accepting their wives' weird cravings and mood swings.

Mitsuki and her husband had been worried. Ever since his wife had died Hisashi had become a lot quieter and withdrawn. He had used to hang out with Mitsuki's husband on Firdays over a beer or two while Mitsuki and Inko shared pregnancy tips. After the funeral he hardly stepped out of his apartment for months. Then there had been a notice that he'd be moving away with the boy.

"Look Kacchan!" Izuku smiled at the boy seated next to him.

The group had made it outside and were now waiting on a bench for the two men to return. Mitsuki had dug out lollipops from the bottom of her bag and gave them to the boys to keep them occupied. Her husband referred to her handbag as a bottomless pit. She always managed to find the items for any situation in there. The husband called it magic while Katsuki called it witchcraft.

Izuku was holding the large plush Gozilla. Aizawa had left it with the boy before. He couldn't go to a scene of action with it. Just think how that would look. It might work to confuse the Villains though but Aizawa had decided not to try it this time. Maybe later.

Katsuki stared at the boy. He would've liked to shove him away from him and scream something right at his face. He was pissed off but couldn't lash out because his mother was there.

The mother still thought that the two were best friends. She and Inko had decided so, even going as far as to plan playdates before either of the boys were even born. Katsuki had first met Izuku when the boy had come home from the hospital. He couldn't remember it. He had only been a about two months old after all. Too bad his mother still had the evidence. She had taken pictures.

The two had later met occasionally when the blond had been out playing with his group of friends. He had always thought that Izuku was a weirdo. He didn't have a Quirk, he was always dressed all weird and he talked way too much. Katsuki had accepted the boy to his group at first but quickly got enough of Izuku's behavior. But Izuku hadn't given up and hung around even after Katsuki had hit him once. From that point onward he had begun bullying the younger boy every time he'd see him.

"Izuku dear. Who were those two men with you? Where's your dad?" Mitsuki asked carefully. She didn't know the situation so she'd have to move slowly not to possibly upset the boy. That was the last thing she wanted.

She had just given Izuku a short and simple explanation as to how she knew him. She had noted that the boy had looked at her in confusion and even with a hint of fear when they had met. He clearly knew her son but he didn't know her.

Izuku had been pleased with the explanation 'I'm your mother's friend. I'm sure you don't remember but we used to be neighbors'. He had simply nodded and questioned the topic no further. Mitsuki was worried how trusting the boy was. That could cause him trouble if it hadn't already.

"Father is", Izuku thought of his choice of words, playing with his toy lizard as he did so "He is thinking."

Izuku had heard one of the officers tell Hisashi to 'think carefully of what he had done'. Izuku hadn't known it before but that must be what you did when you were in prison. Having thought long and hard of anything else you could do. Not coming up with anything that pleased him, he had decided that that was what you indeed did in prison.

"Where is he thinking?"

"In prison", Izuku told her flatly.

That got a reaction from the woman.

"In prison?! Izuku, did you just say that your father is in prison?" Mitsuki screamed. She had known that the man had been going in the wrong direction ever since his wife's death. She still couldn't believe that the he had actually gone to prison. She knew Hisashi as a kind and loving husband, not a criminal.

Even Katsuki seemed shocked. He stopped playing with his mother's phone and in turn waited to hear what the boy would say next.

But Izuku said no more, he just nodded. Yeah, his father was in prison.

A longer, in depth explanation would have to wait it seemed.

All Might and Aizawa had changed outfits. It was good that they often had their uniforms under their disguises. It was very much necessary and useful in case there was a sudden job to take care of but it was a terrible idea during the summer months. A hero would have to have their uniform on when working. If not, it would be like seeing a bird without its wings. No one who saw it would believe it to be able to fly.

They stripped as they ran, gathering the items coming off onto their hands and showing them into a bag All Might had taken with him. They had left everything else with the three others. After paying that much, the two weren't going to risk ruining the clothes and other items in the bags.

It all didn't go as smoothly as planned. All Might almost tripped over the legs of his pants and Aizawa got his shirt stuck over his head.

Some of the people escaping from the scene stared at them as they ran past. They must've thought that the two were some weirdos. Some even laughed at them as they dashed past. Oh, if only they had known. Those two idiots were famous heroes on their way to answer to a call of duty.

"Do you ever think that Present Mic would be great at evacuation missions?" All Might suddenly asked as they slowed down, "You're buddies, right? What do you think?"

All Might thought that the man could use his loud voice to guide the people who were evacuating. Seeing the chaos in the mall got him thinking that. There seemed to be no organized anything in this situation. People just ran in panic. At least some of the workers of the mall were trying their best but with little to no results.

Aizawa couldn't see the point in the question. It had absolutely nothing to do with the situation and answering it wouldn't help in any way. Actually, Aizawa could hardly ever follow the blond hero's train of thought.

"We were classmates", Aizawa finally corrected. He wouldn't answer the actual question.

Yes, Aizawa and the obnoxious Pro Hero known by the name Present Might were old classmates. Their personalities were different like night and day yet they had been friends throughout school and continued after graduating. Aizawa still felt like he could tolerate Mic much better than All Might for some reason.

There was yet another gunshot followed by a loud set of screams. It snapped the two heroes out of their thoughts and they stepped up their pace. This was no time to be joking around.

When there were guns added to the equation, even heroes often faced problems. If you didn't have a hardening Quirk or such, you could be hurt by a bullet. Guns weren't a Quirk so Aizawa wasn't that useful either. Guns always made the situation much more dangerous for everyone, as weird as it sounded in a world filled with such extraordinary powers as Quirks.

"I'll move first and secure the situation if possible", Aizawa whispered.

The two were now sneaking towards the store where all the commotion was. The bright colors of All Might's uniform didn't make that any easier. Aizawa had never understood his roommate's weird costume choices. To top it all off, the cape was completely useless. It could only be in the way and nothing else. Aizawa himself was always dressed in black for a reason. Black didn't stand out. Never. It made him near invisible at night. He had his scarf-type thing but it wasn't in the way.

"I'll cover you from behind", All Might nodded, watching Aizawa blankly stare at his uniform.

The two heroes nodded to each other, taking their positions.

"On three", All Might whispered, "One, two, three."

Aizawa stepped to the scene. He had decided to just walk there and announce his presence very clearly. If he was to sneak in and surprise the group, the gun would surely go off. The Villains' trigger fingers were sure to be tight enough as it was.

"Good morning, gentlemen. Care to explain to me what is going on?" Aizawa walked to the middle of the room, seemingly unaffected by the situation around him.

The Villains had noticed him the moment he stepped into their view. They had stared at the raven head as he walked closer and closer. A few had their knives pointed to the hero, their eyes following his every move. They knew Aizawa and his Quirk.

Aizawa had noted that none of the Villains seemed to have a gun in their hands. The gunshots must've come from something else then. A gun Quirk maybe? It would be a first to Aizawa.

The boss of the group walked to Aizawa. He was sure to be the boss. Everyone else made way to him and some even seemed to shrink away a bit. They were afraid of him. Well, the fear was justified. The man was a head taller than most, a constant scary scowl on his face. He hadn't skipped gym either. His shirt was too small to contain his muscular chest and arms. He just might be a worthy opponent to All Might and his muscles.

"What's the deal with you?" the Villain spit, flexing a bit to seen more intimidating, "Can't you see that we're a bit busy here?"

"Aah", Aizawa stared at him blankly, "I must've taken a wrong turn somewhere."

"Boss! Don't you know him? He's dangerous!" one of the Villains whispered.

"It's Eraserhead!" another one added.

But the warning came too late to the big boss. Aizawa had already captured him with his Capturing Weapon, using his Erasure Quirk to make the man powerless.

The Villain had a gun Quirk, just as Aizawa had expected. All the man's ten fingers were shaped like barrels of guns. There were all different kinds which must've all shot different kinds of bullets. Aizawa could recognize the Desert Eagle in there. It was one of the most powerful handguns there were so he knew he and everyone else would need to be careful when handling the Villain.

"Secured. Your turn, All Might!" Aizawa shouted over his shoulder.

There was a wave of whispers in the group of Villains. They clearly respected the name.

All Might rushed to the scene. He had been itching to get into the action ever since Aizawa had left him alone to hide behind a column. It had been way too small for him in the first place, hardly hiding even his body much less his huge shoulders. If the Villains had known to look for him, they would've found him in seconds.

All Might was a hero at heart. He just couldn't sit still when he knew that there were people in danger and in need of help. Had it taken a minute more, he would've ran into the scene on his own accord for sure.

"It really is All Might!" the Villains shouted as they noticed the Pro Hero approach.

They looked like bull fighters who had just realized that they had made a very bad choice and were trying their best not to run away from the ring crying like little kids. Many of them weren't even that great and had only come to this heist knowing how strong their boss was.

"Don't you run away! I'll turn you into drainers if you do!" the boss shouted, clearly mad and frustrated with how the situation had turned out. A hero or two appearing had originally been a part of the equation but not such top class heroes as these two.

Many of the Villains stopped dead in their tracks. They knew that their boss didn't make empty threats. Still, they didn't want to get a special treatment from the hero either. Taking a step away from where the action was, the grunts got ready to flee the scene. They wouldn't be going to prison. Not today.

The people held hostage seemed relieved to see the Number One Hero arrive. The screams stopped and the people focused on the situation at hand. Some even took out phones to snap pictures with. It wasn't every day you got to see heroes so close and in action at that.

"It's alright now! Why? Because I'm here!" All Might did his trademark smile and a pose for the audience, "What's this? I've never seen a Quirk like this. Interesting."

All Might stepped to inspect the Villain Aizawa had caught. He circled around a couple times, humming and nodding to himself.

"You making fun of me, you jerk?" the man growled, "Fight me like a man! I don't know about you but I'll crush you with one finger!"

"B-Boss!" the other tried to stop the man but he had clearly made his minds already. He would fight this hero in front of him, no matter who he was or what people said about him. He had always had trouble with his temper. He'd always go after people bigger than him, challenging them to a fight. He usually won but this time he didn't have his Quirk on his side.

"Shall I do the honors?" All Might ignored the man, turning to Aizawa instead.

The raven head just sighed, nodding his head, "Go on but I won't clean up after you."

"I try not to make a mess. Promise", All Might shrugged, "The police can take care of it if that happens."

"They're not here to clean up after you, bonehead."

"Don't ignore me! Fight me!" the Villain screamed, trying to break loose from his restrains.

"As you wish", All Might gave him a good smack on the head, knocking the man unconscious.

The Villain crumpled onto the floor alongside his grunts' courage.

As All Might flexed his hands and cracked his knuckles, it almost looked like half of the Villains in the shop were ready to piss their pants. Their legs shook like leaves in the autumn wind. They were sure to miss their mother and apologize to them for ending up in this situation.

Aizawa secured the big shot before joining the blond, giving the group a death glare as he stopped next to his roommate. His grin didn't help either. It was really creepy. Unnatural even.

"We're in a bit of a hurry here. Let's get this over with", Aizawa put his goggles on and took out a pair of caltrops.

The people captive got to escape as the Villains were too busy trying their best to protect themselves. They ran away from the shop and into the mall's halls. The security guards would help them from that point on. They were all safe now. Shaken but safe and alive.

Only some had sustained minor injuries as the Villains had handled them quite roughly. There were only bruises and a couple cuts. There would be no need for hospital treatment. An ambulance was called just in case though. The people were in shock and would need a professional to effectively calm them down.

The police arrived only a couple minutes after, putting the rest of the group in handcuffs.

"Thank you so much for your hard work!" one of the officers came to thank the two.

Aizawa and All Might were helping the police, making sure that none of the Villains tried anything stupid. Their presence alone was enough to make them docile enough so that they just walked into the waiting car in a pretty line.

"It's nothing!" All Might smiled, shaking the man's hand.

"You should train the guards more to respond to situations like these. There won't always be a professional hero to take care of all your criminals for you", Aizawa mumbled. He wasn't being mean. He was simply a man of logic and high expectations. He helped in his own way.

"Yes. Of course", the officer nodded nervously. He had seen and talked to the hero in front of him many times before. They were like old acquaintances. Aizawa had seen him getting promoted many times. The officer believed that it was all thanks to the feedback he was always sure to get from the hero. He always listened and would follow it through. Thanks to that, he was now in charge of training the new recruits.

"Good", Aizawa nodded, patting the man's shoulder as he walked past, "See ya."

All Might and Aizawa thanked the police and finally got to leave the scene. They promised to come to the station to share information on the heist later. It was something the heroes had to do. The information might lead to the capture of more Villains or just help the officers be prepared for a similar situation in the future.

A hero's wage also depended on the report. There were actually many details that made up the payment. It was like any other job. You'd have to tell your boss what you did if you wanted to get paid. In this situation it was the heroes reporting back to the government.

The two heroes ran back to the benches where they had left Izuku with the Bakugou family. They felt so guilty leaving their little boy alone like that without explaining any details. Izuku must've thought that they had abandoned him or something. The adults had already noticed the early signs of separation anxiety in the boy and would have to do something about that later.

The disguises had been put on again. Aizawa hadn't actually undone his braid. He had had it on throughout the whole heist. He had looked fabulous.

"Izuku!" All Might shouted as he spotted the boy.

Izuku perked up when he heard the voice call him. He recognized it right away and ran to the two men, jumping right to All Might's open arms.

The group had been playing. Well, two had been playing and one had been forced to join.

Katsuki Bakugou still couldn't understand how Izuku had just popped out of nowhere. It also did help how the younger boy was now trying desperately to befriend him. Izuku still didn't understand that it was useless. Katsuki didn't want to be his friend. Izuku was way too lame.

Yet there he was, playing Pat-a-cake and other clapping games with his mother and the lame Izuku. Worst of all, the moss head really seemed to enjoy it. Katsuki couldn't do anything since his mother was constantly keeping an eye on him. She was scary enough to keep him from trying anything.

"Sorry it took so long! Did you have fun with Bakugou? What were you two playing there?" All Might bombarded the poor boy with questions, squeezing him into a huge bearhug.

Izuku was turning blue by the time the man let go.

"Pattycake!" Izuku told him, "And some other ones too! What did you do? Did you beat up the Villains?"

"That's not the name", Katsuki mumbled and got smacked gently onto the head by his mother thanks to that remark. If Izuku said that it was pattycake, it would be pattycake.

Aizawa and All Might shared a look.

"N-Not really", All Might explained, "We were helping the people evacuate. The police took care of the bad guys."

Aizawa nodded. That was exactly how it happened.

Mitsuki stared at the two, doubt clear in her eyes. She had clearly already recognized the two.

"Wasn't that nice of you", she smiled, keeping her eyes on the two all the while.

"O-of course!" both All Might and Aizawa agreed. The woman was really scary.

"I gave Izuku my number. You better call me so that we can arrange a playdate or something", Mitsuki told them as they were leaving the mall.

There would've been shopping to be done still but neither group thought that it would be necessary anymore. They could always come back later and finish what they had begun. At least one of them was happy with that decision. Katsuki wouldn't have wanted to come shopping in the first place.

All Might kept nodding, gathering all the bags they had with them into his arms.

Aizawa was again carrying the plush toy. He was also holding Izuku's hand, who had wanted to walk this time. All Might would've wanted to carry him and was sad when his offer had been denied.

"What about daycare? Where is Izuku going?" the woman continued.

"He isn't going yet", Aizawa admitted.

He and All Might had checked out a couple already though and the boy would hopefully be beginning in a daycare in a month or two. They'd have to get Izuku evaluated first and they would then begin to think which daycare was the best for them. It would surely make everyone's life a bit easier. All Might and Aizawa could return to work and Izuku could begin to make friends and learn new things.

Mitsuki was clearly confused with the answer she got. She had thought that the boy would surely be in daycare already. Her Katsuki would soon graduate.

"I'll give you the address to Katsuki's daycare. It's real nice and the workers there are true pros", she decided, taking out her notepad and quickly scribbling down a couple numbers and the address, "There. I'm sure they'll take Izuku in even in the middle of the semester. No worries. I can talk to them too."

"Thank you so much. This will be a huge help", All Might agreed, pocketing the note making sure that he'd find it later. They'd really need to look into that daycare. Izuku would already have a friend there, making so many things that much easier.

"Alright, we better get going already. We've taken up enough of your time", Mitsuki was finally done. She took Katsuki's hand and begun walking to her car.

"I'll see you later! Take care, Izuku", she waved as they went. Katsuki gave a half-assed wave as well, not even looking to their direction.

"You really didn't punch the Villains?" Izuku asked once more, "Not even a little bit?"

"I am not a pro. I can't do such things", All Might laughed. He sounded rather awkward. He really wasn't a good liar at all. He had always been taught to tell the truth and nothing but the truth. He could hardly even tell an innocent white lie without making it seem obvious.

"I think we should get something for tonight's dinner", Aizawa finally butted in, saving his roommate. He had waited as long as possible, enjoying the despair on the blond's face.

"What would you like to eat?" he asked Izuku.

"Anything is fine", the boy replied.

Both the adults sighed.

Small steps. Very small steps.