Sooo another quick but sweet one I imagine? Got it as a prompt from a friend - which any of you can do (send prompts if you want) and I'll do my best to work on them! In other news, that Spy!Shinso story is live! You can find it on FanFic, Ao3 and my tumblr (shadow-is-upon-us) under the title "Whatever it takes" - hope to see you all there! =D
Wonderland Tea Party: Hah, well, wait no longer! It's up! And I always imagined those would be the first to get along with Shinso so, yeah, why not?
They were heroes, willing to die for others. They protected people and fought against evil.
But it seems they all lost to the flu. How typical.
"Good morning children!" class 1-A froze at the sight of Midnight entering their classroom, grinning like the devil herself.
"Morning!" they called back, shocked and confused. This was their homeroom lessons so where was…
"Shota called in sick – poor little thing. So I'll be taking over your homeroom and English lessons!" the hero announced with a smirk.
"English too? What happened?" Momo asked, actually concerned.
"Yeah, Shinso isn't here either?" Todoroki pointed out, looking at the empty seat.
"Nothing you should worry about – you should worry about me!"
That was a long day of school…
"I'm – I'm gonna sneeze again!" Hizashi yelled loudly, his voice hoarse and loud as all hell.
"I'm gonna murder you…" Shota hissed, sitting next to him, activating his Quirk just in time to avoid a disaster. Again.
"How'd this even happen?" Hitoshi blew his nose, curled up in the corner of the sofa as he watched the TV.
"Bingobongo here didn't listen!" Aizawa said too loudly and winced as his headache only grew.
"I said I was sorry!" Mic said, but his Quirk acted up and he almost broke the windows.
"Shhhhhhh!" the two insomniacs hissed back, eyes closed. Shota looked like a ball of black mass, covered in as many blankets as he could find. Hitoshi was taking up as little space as he could because he was curled up into himself, resting his chin on his knees. Hizashi had a large cover on his back, fluffy socks and leg warmers. All three sat surrounded by used tissues and empty boxes as the TV provided white noise.
"Tea's ready…" Aizawa said, hearing the heater die down.
"I got it last time…" Shinso seemed to grow smaller.
"I don't trust my arms…" Yamada looked down at himself, sniffing.
"Maybe I'll trip on the way over and break my neck…" Eraser grumbled as he emerged from his blanket ball and shivered at the sudden cold. He snatched up the closest two and tossed them around his shoulder, before putting on the fluffy, cat slippers. He slowly made his way to the kitchen next to the bedroom and worked on the tea. Though, he nearly dropped it twice when Hizashi sneezed or coughed loudly. They need to get that support item for him set for when he's sick.
"Don't forget the sugar!" came the boy's weak voice.
"Or the honey!" Mic managed to keep it low.
"I wonder if I can die from a burned throat…" Eraser thought as he warmed his hands on the mug of hot tea.
"Who's taking care of our classes anyway?" Hizashi asked when his friend came back with the tea.
"I asked Midnight," Shota said casually, slipping back under his blanket fort. The other two gave him looks of horror and disbelieve.
"You have no heart do you?"
"Not when I'm sick, no. Besides, she wanted to be their homeroom teacher in the first place…"
An hour later, and they all managed to get comfortable enough to try and sleep. Three tried, only one succeeded. Hizashi was snoring under his blanket, and the two insomniacs couldn't ever really fall asleep because his Quirk would react every so often. So, all the two of them could do, was glare at the sleeping blonde.
"I wanna get up and go to my room but I don't wanna…" Hitoshi whined covering his ears with a blanket.
"I can understand that…" Shota grumbled from under the mass of blankets. It was a miracle he hasn't suffocated yet.
"How much long until he wakes up?"
"…I have no idea…"
Another Quirk enhanced snore and they heard something crash – the glasses set on the edge tumbled off the table.
"He is so cleaning that up…"
They had to endure that for almost two house before Yamada woke up. But at least the blonde was feeling good enough to clean up his mess and make 'I'm sorry' tea for the two. He had called the school to make sure Class 1-A was still alive, but no one would pick up. They were worried, but too sick to do much about it. If nothing else, All Might would check on them to see they're fine.
"We need to get back tomorrow…" Shota muttered as he held the warm mug of tea.
"Yeah, can't be beaten by a flu huh?" Hizashi laughed, but coughed soon after. At least his Quirk didn't act up.
"…I can stay home, right?" Shinso asked, looking between the two.
"…" the blank stares he got back made him pout. "It'd look weird if we all came back the same day… People still don't know I live with you two ya know…"
"He has a point," Yamada nodded, looking at his friend.
"…I'm too tired to care honestly…"
"Is that a yes?"
"Yeah, sure…"
"Yes!"
"But you'll have a lot of work to catch up to."
"…Still worth it."