Let me give you a fun fact about myself: I wake up very easily. That might be the other reason why I rarely sleep. This could range from a change in position to temperature, but it's mostly sound. If I hear someone outside my room moving, I wake up. Hell, I even wake up when the heater goes off! That's why my room is sound-proof to most sounds.

Most sounds.

I wake up to the sound of a soft click. You would think that since I was drugged up from the previous night that I would not wake up, but fuck no! BITCH, I DON'T NEED SLEEP APPARARENTLY!

The first thing I notice is that I'm way too fucking close to Shouta. Like, we are clinging to each other. Therefore, I get away from him as quickly as possible because that's gay. I should probably tell Hizashi to give the man some physical contact. However, as I crawl out of bed, I realize why I was clinging to the dumpster diver; I forgot to turn the damn heater on before I passed out. My body shivers as the cold wraps around me like a torture machine.

Fuck me.

I grab my heavy jacket off the side table as I stumble out of the darkroom. I enter the office/kitchen thing I have set up only to notice that it's also dark AF. Usually, there would be some sort of light, whether it be from the stove or microwave. However, all that's off. Please, don't fucking tell me. I go to the light switch, flicking it on. No light illuminates this damn place.

MY FUCKING LIFE! THE PLACE IS POWERED DOWN!

Since Maijima is in Hawaii right now, that means it's my job to fix the bitch in the fucking cold with at least a foot of snow.

Stop stressing, Izuku. Let's see if anything's working.

"CAT?" I whisper in the empty room. It takes a moment, but the familiar lights appear from under my desk. The best course of action is to get CAT set up to power my apartment. That way, the rest of the people here don't suffer. That's a bad thing for some reason, "Follow me." I lead CAT into the lab room. I came prepared for this to happen. I hate the cold that much. I connect it to the apartment. After a click, I stand up with a sigh. That should last us about a week, but only for my apartment.

I need to get this whole building working now. That means I have to go fucking outside. I'm going to die.

I have to grab what I need. I'm not spending any more time in that weather than I have to. Too bad that I'm way too prepared because I have a full fucking illegal lab here!

"Patchy, you good?" I whisper once more, the lights coming on. I need to head to the roof, so I might as well fly up there. I need to be able to reach powerlines as well in case those got hit. If they did, that would cause more trouble. I grab my electric-resistant gloves, my toolbox, a flashlight, goggles, thickest clothing, and my cellphone. That should be good for the moment.

I walk back to the living room, write a sloppy note in case the trashbag wakes up, and step out into the living quarters. The only light in the room is that rulebook burning in that case I made. See? Having vengeance helps in some situations! It turns out that I'm not the only light sleeper!

"Ey, Snipe! Enjoying my revenge fire?" The man jumps, having been warming his hands over the fire. Snipe turns to face me before taking a deep breath.

"I should have known ye would have caught on quick. Ye able to fix this?" Snipe asks.

"Yeah. It's going to take a while, though."

"How long?"

"I'm hoping to have it fixed within an hour, but give me two because I don't know the problem. So many ways of cutting off power."

"For once, the famous Midoriya doesn't know something?"

I growl, " I'm not a damn fortune teller. I don't have a script like you cowboys do." I start wandering to the door to step outside.

"Hold up...ye have to go outside in this?"

"No. I'm just standing dramatically in front of this door while I wait for God to shine his light upon me. Yes, I'm going out!"

"Kid, we aren't that bad. Wait for it to settle down."

"Patchy, wing mode. Snipe, you can help by listening for a 'splat' on the window. Oh, and if you don't receive a text from me within an hour, I'm probably knocked out. Oh, and text me if the power comes back." Patch attaches itself to my chest, the wings spreading across my back. I check the headband on my head before I flinch internally.

That is not a pretty sight outside the door.

"Be careful, Midoriya."

"Oh, there's power in my room if you want to go in there. Don't go waking Shouta up. Don't fuck anything up."

"Why is he in your place?"

"Because his place is trash." Before I start drama, I step out into the winter horridland. The door slams behind me, and I have to bend down to keep from flying.

I guess Patchy will be protecting me rather than flying me. I force my way through the snow, finding the emergency ladder, and starting to climb.

I will never admit that I fell off that bitch twice.

I stumble onto the roof. In the distance, I see the cabin that stores the generators. My gawd, it takes forever to reach it. Then, the bitch has to be blocked with snow?! I'm already trembling from the cold alone despite how thick my clothing is. I open my toolbox to find a flamethrower.

Such plot-convenience!

I melt the snow away from the door only to notice this fucker is locked. I pull out a bobby pin and start trying to undo the lock. The cold isn't helping at all.

This is going to take a while. To keep you entertained, let's switch to Shouta's view for a bit!

We haven't done that in a while, after all!


Shouta's POV

Crash!

I jerk awake, almost breaking my back as I sit up and grab my scarf. I wrap it around my neck before noticing something missing.

Izuku. Goddamn it. I swear if he's causing trouble already, I'm going to lock him with Yagi and Snipe for hours. However, he isn't someone to produce a noise like that. He is strangely considerate when it comes to me sleeping.

I get up, my joints popping, and I carefully step outside to Izuku's office. The first thing I see?

Two dimwits trying to clean up papers they scattered all over the place, whispering frantically to each other.

"What the hell, Yagi!? Couldn't you be more careful in a psychopath's apartment?!" Snipe starts as he starts randomly piling the papers. I already know Izuku is going to be pissed. He's organized because it keeps him calm, and so he can work quickly.

"Sorry, sorry!" Yagi whispers back as he passes the papers over to Snipe. However, I have an essential question. I cut off their rambles as my quirk actives to stare them down.

"What are you two idiots doing in Izuku's apartment?" I growl. The only people Izuku lets come in at any time are Zashi, Nemuri, and I. Both of them straighten up as they are caught in the act.

Snipe sighs, " The power to the building is out. This is the only place with electricity. He said to come in here. I didn't come in at first because I waited for Yagi, but once he woke up from the cold, we came in." I'm surprised Izuku can be considerate like that. Speaking of Izuku.

"Where is he?" Please, whoever the hell is watching over the brat, don't tell me he is doing something stupid. The idiots go pale. They're not giving me a response. I grow impatient, asking once more, " Where is he?"

"He went to go put it back on." Logically, Izuku probably went to the generator room first, then that is on the...

"He went outside? Why didn't either you stop him?"

"You know we couldn't. If it makes you feel any better, he's texting me in 30-minute intervals, apparently."

"Let me see." Snipe quickly pulls out his phone, showing me the one text he got from Izuku ten minutes ago.

Midoriya: Fyuxck RuSsioa.

Great. I don't have to worry about the problem child becoming a socialist anymore. Not something I cared about at the moment. I take some relief that he's texting, but I rather he not be out there at all. I go to his only window to see how hard it's snowing.

Damn it, kid.

"How long has he been out there?"

"A little under an hour." He's going to be grumpy as hell whenever he gets in. He absolutely hates the cold almost as much as getting sick. I'm just glad he hasn't gotten sick yet. Inko told me it's hell, so I'm hoping he never does.

Yagi catches my attention, " There was a note for you on the kitchen table." At least he had the nerve to do that. Is it sad that I'm proud that Izuku is leaving notes? It's a minor thing, but I have an idea where he is. Better than having to look for him. I see the note Yagi is talking about and read it.

Dear Sho,

The power went out, so I went to fix it. It should only take me an hour, but with my luck, something is going to fuck up. I have a favor for you. I need you to go in my room and say 'green, black, yellow, purple, white.' Something should open up. Go in. You will see why when you get in there.

Izuku

What has he done this time? I deny Izuku would make a joke now of all times.

On second thought, maybe he would. If it ends up being a prank, I will throw him back out in the snow. The only reason I deny it is because what he has me saying isn't something he can use to screw me over from what I know. I grab the note and go back into his bedroom. I can hear them behind me, curious about what I am doing. Not shocking, they stop outside of his room. I will let them say out there because I don't want to deal with them.

Sighing, I say out loud, "Green, black, yellow, purple, white."

Click.

It takes a second, but the bed lifts from the floor. Straps shoot from the wall and wrap around the mattress to keep it from falling. Then, the floor where the bed from moves to reveal a staircase.

"What the hell? When does Midoriya have time for something like this?!" Snipe exclaims from behind me. I'm not going to answer that. For Izuku, he makes every second count. However, I have no idea how he pulled this off. The only thought I have is that he blackmailed Cementoss and possibly Power-Loader into this. It's not worth trying to figure it out. More than willing to leave the idiots behind, I start going down the staircase, ignoring their reasonings. If Izuku were going to kill me, he would have already.

I descend the stairs, it being a rather short walk when I arrive into an all-cement room that's about the size of Izuku's bedroom. I can take comfort in the fact that there is no blood.

"Meow!" Wait, what? I notice a weight increase on my right leg. I look down, and it takes a moment for me to recover from the shock of my life.

A black cat is hugging my leg. It meows once more and looks up at me with its yellow eyes. I bend down, pick up the cat, and look over it. It's grown up, has no visible marks, and is a healthy weight. The cat rams its head in my chin purring, causing me to have a small smile for a moment. I pet the cat and look for something to explain what the hell is going on. Izuku has nothing against animals, but he would never own one simply because of hygiene. He won't pet them or anything.

Weird Fact: The kid loves animal quirks because they are mostly clean. He will go out of the way to pet Hound Dog.

But this is just a cat. So why does Izuku have a cat in...what do you even call this place? I'm not even going to try and figure out what it's for.

Looking up from the cat, the only thing here is a bunch of filing cabinets, a chair, and a desk against the walls, all being grey. This room is nothing like Izuku. From what I know, he probably hates this room. The only colors come from the cat toys scattered around the room, and the food and water dishes, which seem to be automated. I shift the cat to one arm and walk over to the desk. To my luck, there is another note from sitting there.

Dear Sho,

By now, you have met your Christmas gift. She's yours. The cat doesn't have a name, so you get to name her. Anything that involves a cat is yours as well. All I ask is that you keep it in your apartment. Oh, and she likes hugging legs.

Izuku

Izuku, the same brat who takes bleach showers, brought a cat just for me? He's still against his mom's dog! I guess he really is getting better. It's not obvious. Sometimes, I swear he reverses. Gradually, he is getting better. Now is not the time to be sentimental. I don't want to leave the dimwits with Izuku's stuff for too long.

Unforntually, it still took too long for me to come up because the two were going through Izuku's files.

"Aizawa, why is Young Midoriya a part of all these operations?" Yagi has the nerve to ask after looking through the brat's work. I guess it's partially his fault for leaving it out, but I don't think he expected the two heroes he almost hates the most to be in here.

"He's wanted on those operations."

"But he's a kid." That's something I regularly hear from Hizashi when I returned from being taken by the League of Villains. Right after I was kidnapped, he told me what the Izuku did. More operations are sent to him when I was returned, and Izuku accepts them without a second thought. The problem Izuku has with them is that they're so easy. Wanting to make sure it wasn't just him, he brought me in to solve one, and he wasn't kidding when he said it was easy. It took time, but I figured it out. When confronted, Nezu did tell me he sent the easy cases to him on purpose so he could focus on the harder cases. It makes sense, but it doesn't mean I like it. The reason they send them to him is because he is 'quick at solving' compared to ordinary people.

Does Izuku need to relax more? Yes. Will he? No.

"I'm aware."

"Should he be doing this?"

"It gives him something to do." Not enough if he's still pulling off shit.

"When was the last time he has gone someplace to have fun? Maybe that has something to do with him acting out?" I rewind. Thinking about it, it has been a while, huh? Every place we have gone, it has been with a purpose, whether it be taking Zashi and me on a date or having to get clothes for something. The last time he went out with classmates, he got choked by the leader of the League of Villains, an event he jokes about way too much.

I might need to consider that. Maybe throw him into a daycare to run around with kids his age.

"A while." That's all I can respond with.

"Er, Aizawa, what's with the cat?" Snipe asks.

"Izuku got him for me. Surprising, huh?" I don't get a response to that.

Snap


Alright, they're just boring now. We aren't here to learn about my mental state! We are here for the drama! We are limited on run-time here!

Well, that took way too long, in my opinion. Good news for ya'll: I got the power back on. Bad news for me: I can't feel my fucking fingers or any part of my body! This isn't pain that turns me on! The whole thing took an hour and a half. Turns off, a wire went down, so I somehow flew over and fixed it. Honestly, electrocuting myself is more desirable. However, I decided against it for some damn reason.

When I walk through those doors, I slam them open, fully aware they will close behind me from the wind, and scream, " NO FUCKING WONDER GOD IS SINGLE! HE CREATED FUCKING HAIL! GOD CAN GO FUCK HIMSELF WITH A DRILL!"

That got them out of my apartment rather quickly. Shouta walks over, pulls me close to him, and guides me back to the studio. He's lucky he is warm, or I would be fighting him.

"Idiot." He mumbles as he pushes me in, closing the door behinds us. He forces me to my room, making me sit down as he wraps me up. I don't even respond as I rub my hands together. Somehow, we are quiet for a while. That is until something picks at my brain. What was it? Oh!

"Did you go downstairs?" I ask.

"Yes. I don't know what to say. Why?"

"I know you always wanted a cat. I thought it was a good comfort animal for you. Went through every one of those damn cats to find the one I liked. The only problem is the hugging. Where is the cat?"

"In my apartment. You're fine, kid. Thanks. Didn't think you were capable of that." He gives me a genuine smile! Grab the fucking camera, Linda! I rarely get this! I decide, for once in my pathetic life, to shut up.


Just as a reminder, we were doing all of this at like midnight to early morning. Finally, it is a realistic time of 8 a.m. It slipped my mind till now. Wait a moment...

I throw myself on my feet suddenly, having had pleasant conversation with Shouta previously.

HIZASHI AND NEMURI ARE SUPPOSE TO BE COMING! FUCK!

I dash out of the room, Shouta not even reacting as I pull out my phone, checking for a text. Okay, my dude is coming in a few minutes. Not Hizashi or Nemuri. I have another person coming to help me decorate. While I wait, I run outside, ignore Snipe and Yagi on the couch, and pull out my flamethrower to melt the way. Otherwise, nobody can come through. I'm not making anyone else go through that hell. When I reach the gate, my man is here!

Remember the sneezing guy from last night? Well, part of the deal to make them legal is to have this dude show up and help me decorate! It gives me the perfect excuse to learn more about him if you know what I mean.

"H-h-hi." The poor boy stutters.

"Heyo, ready to sneeze your heart out!?" Don't get me wrong; I hate sneezing. However, I have respect for him because he covers his fucking mouth and uses germ-x right afterward! What more can I ask for?!

"Achoo!" Decorations appear to cover the wall. I'm fucking gleaming.

"I'll take that as a yes!" I start leading the way, the poor guy scrambling to follow me. We enter the dorms and introduce, "Hey Achoo, welcome to the place you are decorating!"

"M-my name is ACHOO! Phil..." Decorations appear everywhere. I can't even focus on one thing because so much appeared!

"Doctor Phil? Got it! This is amazing! Your quirk has so much potential!" Heaven knows I need a therapist. This causes the guy to blush darkly.

"Young Midoriya, how did you meet Phil if you don't mind me asking?" Yagi asks.

"Oh, I met him while I was kidnapped!" Yagi spews blood, " Oh, don't mind him. His health is shit."

Snipe shakes his head, " Tarnations, are ye crazy?"

"Yes."

"ACHOO!" The decorations become more glittery, and a Santa hat appears on my head. To make a long story short, I had him decorate the living dorms and my room before I let him go.

"I think we are good. Thanks for the help, Dr. Phil!"

"Who made me this way?" I think I hear the poor boy mutter as I lead him back. Of course, I slip him my number, " Text me, soon." With a wink, I run back to the building without seeing a reaction. Once I'm in, I dash to the kitchen to start making Christmas Lunch because that's when the two are supposed to be here. Good thing I prepared beforehand! As I set up the chicken, I hear a voice clear behind me. I spin around to see Yagi at the doorway. I notice him fidgeting.

This can't be good.

"Do you need something?"

"U-um yes...I was wondering if I could invite my hold mentor to join us?" Old mentor? I may have stalked him, but I don't know who his mentor was. However, he's nervous about the man. If it brings suffering, I'm more than willing!

"Sure! What's his name?"

"Y-you probably know him as G-Gran T-T-T-Torino."

"Damn, I should have guessed him. That's why he was at the battle despite being retired. I don't mind."

"Y-you sure?"

"Stop trying to come up with a damn excuse for me to say no and get out. I have food to make!" Glad he made a mad dash.


Everything is made. It took longer than expected, but I got it made. Right now, I'm setting the table for everybody, moving quickly because they could be here at any moment!

I'm able to get my clue that Torino has arrived easily. I heard him screaming from the living room.

"YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO VISIT ME! YOU COULDN'T TAKE TIME TO COME VISIT ME?!"

"No no no, that's not it!"

"Then what is it, Toshi?!" I like this man already. I finish the table and step outside to watch the drama. The moment I step out, instincts take control of me as it tries to move my body to dodge. It isn't fast enough because I feel pain explode in my face, and my body is thrown against the wall behind me. The reefs that were hanging on the wall crash on top of me. I recover, not giving a second thought to my condition as I stand up and look at the old man below me.

"What the fuck is with old people hitting me?! Don't I get hit around enough!?" Wrong thing to say, apparently. Somehow, I'm able to block another hit. My brain works faster than I think.

"You're quick to learn. However, where the hell is your self-preservation!? You're comparable to Toshi!" Oh, so now he's screaming at me?

"Um, out the window? Sir, I was drinking at 12 and only stopped a year and a half ago. I have little to none! I play the game and roll with it!"

"I'll give you credit for making good plans, even if they are reckless. What kind of life you live in?"

"You probably don't want to know. However, nice to meet you since you can torture Yagi! Can you force him to take care of himself? He's doing horrible at it." Shouta, of course, now decides to join in as well.

"You can tell that to the kid as well. His sleeping habits are horrible."

Torino looks at me, " Hypocritical, don't you think?"

"It would be if I could actually sleep. I can resist sleep meds and all that jazz. I'm not on the verge of dying like this man is." I mutter out loud.

"You're that hyper?"

"Apparently!" Just before he can continue, Hizashi and Nemuri burst through the door in PJs.

"Prepare for trouble!"

"And make it double!"

"To protect the world from devastation!"

"To unite all peoples within our nation!"

"To denounce the evils of truth and love!"

"To extend our reach to the stars above!"

"Nemuri!"

"Hizashi!"

"Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light!"

"Surrender now, or prepare to fight!"

I zoom right in between them, " Meowth! That's right!" With that, I tackle Nemuri into a hug, letting Hizashi go to Shouta.

Torino mutters, " Is there something wrong with these kids?"

"Izuku, probably. He chose a minor lead character for once." Snipe mutters. I let go of Nemuri and walk over right in front of him.

I make sure to have my psychotic look on," Just so you know, I cooked your food. I can poison it. Also, Meowth isn't a minor character. Get your head out of the hat."

He gulps — fucking good. I walk over to Hizashi, give him a quick hug, and go to the kitchen. Time to introduce the food! Think of it as a festive Thanksgiving dinner. That's pretty much what it is. I set three turkeys in the center, and then grab all the appetizers ranging from mash potatoes to broccoli to the disappointing sibling of broccoli, cauliflower. Overall, I went all out, so they better fucking appreciate it, or I will kill them all tonight.

Nemuri comes in, asking, "You need help, Izu?"

"Please, darling!" I exclaim dramatically. I may have gone overboard a bit. She starts grabbing plates, carrying them to the room.

"Holy shit, how much did you make?"

"Like I keep track. Was I suppose to?"

"Better question then. How long did this take you?"

"Um...what time is it?"

"It's two in the afternoon."

"Holy shit, I didn't expect that! I've been at it since eight this morning, so that should give you an idea."

"You break expectations in the oddest places."

"I'm aware." Maybe too aware if I may be honest.

"You could have done something simple. You aren't Lunch Rush after all."

"He helped me in training; therefore, I must express my deepest gratitude to him by making a bloody fantastic meal even if he isn't here!"

"Everything is set up!" Thank gawd.

"EVERYONE TO THE DINING ROOM UNLESS YOU WANT TO STARVE!" I scream at the top of my lungs. It's not Hizashi loud, but it will do. Everyone enters the room and starts taking a seat around the table.

"Wait, young Midoriya, do we have a specific place to sit at?" Yagi questions. I can appreciate him for asking.

"Not this time. Sit where ever you want."

Let me give you an idea of the seating chart. Starting with Snipe, he is at the end. Then, we have Yagi, who is sitting across from Torino. Next to Yagi, we have Hizashi, who is obviously next to Shouta then. Next to Torino, we have Nemuri. The end seat is empty, meaning I'm sitting next to Shouta and Nemuri.

I don't mind, Nemuri. Shouta...eh. I stand at the end, able to glare down Snipe without a problem until I get slapped with Shouta's scarf.

Damn. That's why he is there. This is going to be horrible.

I speak out, making it seem like I'm doing another speech, but I don't want to, " Eat. The food is going to get hold if I do a speech." I sit down and immediately reach for the turkey. Another slap hits my shoulder, causing me to look at him.

"I know for a fact that you have table manners. Use them." Shouta growls, passing around the potatoes.

"But meat!"

"You will get it eventually. Just wait." I don't even bother waiting as when I get my potatoes and pass them over to Nemuri, and I start eating. Shouta sighs, "Seriously?"

"Sir, I run on food. I'm hungry."

Hizashi covers me, " Let him eat. You know that kid eats constantly. As long as he knows not to do it at a professional event."

"Um, Zashi, the kid is drooling. Can you blame me for worrying about that?" Shouta asks. Am I? I grab a napkin and wipe my mouth. Well, that's disgusting.

"Sorry," I mutter, waiting impatiently for my food.

"It's kind of cute if you think about it." Nemuri wonders out loud.

"Midnight, no." Snipe sighs, shaking his head.

That should give you an idea of what's going to happen. Honestly, I'm just going to eat this entire table, so give me an hour.


After lunch/dinner thing

"I think you overdid it."

"No, I didn't. I feel flipping fantastic!"

"You ate an entire turkey by myself."

"I was hungry! Can we move on or not?"

"Fine, what are we doing?" Shouta looks so done with my shit it isn't even funny.

"We are celebrating in my apartment, remember? All the gifts are there except Snipe's and Yagi's, but we all know why. I didn't know you were going to be here till this morning, so I didn't have time to give you a present. Sorry, Torino."

Thankfully, Torino has mercy, " The food is enough. Good job, by the way, especially on those taiyakis!"

"No problem! Here, I will give Snipe's and Yagi's present now," I throw books at both of them, " I did this with all the teachers but Yagi. Snipe, basically, that holds ways of working your quirk as well as improvement to your costumes. Use them or don't, that is up to you. Yagi, yours is a health book. I won't tell you what is in it for privacy reasons, but it's ways to improve your garbage health. With that out of the way, squad, to my apartment, and Merry Christmas to everyone else!" I zoom off, knowing the robots I have programmed will clean it up for me. Nemuri and Hizashi are quick to my side while Shouta follows reluctantly. We enter my apartment, the lights brightening the office room up.

"Um, Izuku, after we open the presents, we're going to my apartment. Your place has no chill. It's nice, but it is an office." Hizashi informs me as he looks over. I grab the presents and slide them to their respective owners.

"Understandable, have a nice day. Basically, ya'll got the same thing as Snipe with extra things. Oh, and Sho already got his before ya'll call me out about not getting him anything."

"What did you get, Sho?" Hizashi asks as he opens to reveal an old microphone I fixed up, already way too happy over it and hug-choke me.

"A cat." Like that, the whole room freezes. Not literally, but you should get the effect. Then...

"WHAT THE HELL, IZUKU!? ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME LOOK LIKE A BAD BOYFRIEND?!" Hizashi screams dramatically, still loud even with his quirk canceled. Nemuri's in the back laughing while holding lingerie I got her, and I have to find a way to defend myself.

"No. I got him what he wanted after writing to him to keep the creature out of my room. Give him yours. You'll be fine."

"I better or you will cash me outside, how bout dat?"

"Oh no no no no." Hizashi hands his present over, and Shouta opens it to reveal a new sleeping bag. He immediately gets in and locks himself from the world, "Told you so."

"Can't blame me for worrying."

"I can. I just don't. Everyone has their gifts open?" For those curious, I received new headphones from Hizashi, a replicate of Midnight's costume from Nemuri, and pills from Shouta? I should ask," Sho, what's the pills for?"

The asshat doesn't even bother to pop out to answer, " I notice how you are hesitant towards the food you didn't see made, or made by anyone else in general. You take it after you eat something you are uncomfortable with. I give you credit for eating it despite your anxiety issues, but this should help." Oh, I can work with that.

"Oh... thanks." That's something that slips my mind. He pays more attention than I think sometimes. Moving forward, "Let's go to Hizashi's apartment. You're carrying him, Hizashi." I say as Nemuri, and I casually leave them behind.

I won't even tell you what happens there. I will give you all a single scene to sum it all up. We are running low on time, after all.


"I don't want a lot for Christmas.

There is just one thing I need.

I don't care about the presents.

Underneath the Christmas tree!

I just want you for my own.

More than you could ever know.

Make my wish come true oh!

All I want for Christmas is you!"

The upbeat music starts.

"Hit or miss, I guess they never miss huh!

You got a boyfriend, I bet he doesn't kiss ya!

Mwah!

He gon' find another girl and he won't miss ya!

He gon's skrrt and hit the dab like Wiz Khalifa!"

"IZUKU, YOU RUIN THE SONG!" Hizashi screams over the music, ignoring his line.

"I THINK I MADE IT BLOODY FANTASTIC!"

Don't worry, we survived! That's all I'm going to say, though.

Anyway, with runtime being a bitch, it's time for me to head off!

MERRY FUCK GOD BUT LOVE HIS SON CHRISTMAS!


Sorry if it is rushed. I'm limited on time here, folks.

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