"Are you sure about this Fuku?" Ochaco asked.
Ochaco had been called to Fuku's room because Fuku had a request.
But never in a hundred years could she have guessed what that request was.
Fuku hesitated for a moment, before nodding. "I…I want to go to the mall. J-Just for a few hours. E-Everyone else can go outside but I…I'm still afraid. B-But I want to get over it so…"
"I get it. But do you really want to start off with the mall?" Ochaco asked, a bit unsure about the idea. "There's gonna be a lot of people there."
"I-I think I can do it. If it's just a couple hours. Those pass super fast!" Fuku said, sounding like she was trying to convince herself. "A-And so long as you guys are with me…I should be safe."
Ochaco looked unsure, but instead of trying to convince her otherwise, she simply kneeled down and hugged her. Slowly enough so Fuku could understand what she was doing, she wrapped her arms around her. "I'm ok with doing this. But I want you to understand that you don't need to force yourself for our sake. We love you, just the way you are. All this is for you, so if you're uncomfortable just tell me. And we'll stop the whole thing, whenever you want."
"...Thank you," Fuku said as she hugged Ochaco back.
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Ochaco chose a day when the cloud would be less crowded, unfortunately, Izuku couldn't join because he had to deal with some of the other kids, but Ochaco did manage to get Kiba, Kei, Kano, Kuki, Hinata, and Himiko.
The six of them stood at the center of the mall, the children looking around.
"Wow! So this is a mall." Himiko gasped, as she rode on Ochaco's shoulders. "Look at all this stuff! You could survive here for years in a zombie apocalypse!"
"Why is that your first thought?!" Fuku asked fearfully as she held tightly onto Ochaco's hand.
"Cause she's weird," Kuki said, holding onto Ochaco's other hand. Ever since Ochaco had convinced Izuku to remove his quirk, he'd been quite attached to her.
So this is what it feels like to be a mom with too many kids. Ochaco chuckled to herself, as she watched people stare at her and the five kids. Three of which were attached to her.
"Alright kids, what should we do first?" Ochaco asked. "Fuku do you have any place you really wanna go?"
"U-Um…" Fuku looked around, trying to focus on the shops and not the people. "It's so…big."
"I want to check out of the clothing store!" Kano jumped in. "I want to see if anything can give me a creative spark."
"Ohhhhh I'll come! I wanna see if they have anything cute." Himiko said as she fell back off of Ochaco's shoulders, flipped in mid-air, landing on her feet, before the two ran off.
"Wait up two!" Ochaco said, with her and the other kids following behind them.
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"Interesting," Kano said as she looked around at the clothes in the store, flying up to get a closer look.
"Miss, please don't fly in the store." Said one of the employees.
Then one of the other employees, a manager, rushed in, looking nervous. "No, no. Please do as you wish! Fly around if you need to! Don't mind us."
"But ma'am-" The other employee didn't get a chance to finish as the manager pulled them over to the side.
"These are Midoriyas, you idiot! Do you know what they could do to us!? Or the entire store!? Or our parent companies!?" The manager hissed. "Just let them do whatever they want, they can pay for it later."
The manager turned around and faced them with a nervous smile on her face. "So sorry about that. If you need help just ask!"
Ochaco sighed and was about to reassure them that it was ok, but Kiba spoke up first.
"Do you have these in red?" Kiba asked, holding up a purple scarf. "I want to see if Shiruku can make a better version later."
"I'll check the back!" The manager said running to the backroom.
Kano flew over to Kuki, who was standing next to Ochaco, grabbed him, and flew him over to the side.
"Huh! What are you doing!?" Kuki asked as he was dropped over by the dressing rooms.
"We are going to find your style," Kano said, before looking over Kuki with disgust. Staring at his plain white shirt and jeans. "Because this is unacceptable! How do you even leave the house like that? Listen, we are siblings now, and I will not allow any of my siblings to go around so poorly dressed! So we are going to look at a bunch of outfits and you tell me which ones you like most!"
"Um. No." Kuki crossed his arms and gave Kano the stink eye. "I don't want to. And YOU can't make me."
"Ugh! Come on! Are you really happy wearing those clothes?" Kano asked with a pout.
"Not…really?" Kuki looked down at his clothes skeptically, before looking up at Kano's clothes. Green dress pants with a fancy puffy red shirt. Despite the lack of overt femininity and its simplicity, they did look good on her. "But they're just clothes."
Kano rolled her eyes. "Clothes aren't just something we wear. They're parts of our personality! Tell me, what do you think of me when you see my clothes?"
"That you're rich?" Kuki answered, still not seeing where this was going.
"Exactly! I look fancy. Cool. Like I'm better than everyone else. Which is exactly what I want people to think." Kano said proudly. "This outfit in particular should tell people that even when I just throw something on, I'm still fabulous. That's why I'm not wearing makeup. But back to my point. We need an outfit for you that tells the world who you are and makes you feel happy when you wear it. Doesn't that sound fun?"
"...Fine." Kuki relented.
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The first outfit was simple.
A pair of ripped navy blue jeans, a black shirt with a fist on it, and text above it that said "Here is how many hecks I give!"
Why does a store sell a child-sized shirt like that? Ochaco wondered as she looked at the two from a distance.
"How is it?" Kano asked, looking over Kuki.
"It's…fine." Kuki looked in the mirror at himself. "Guess it's better than my old clothes."
"Not good enough." Kano sighed. "Next!"
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The next outfit was a little more fancy. With black dress pants, a white dress shirt, a black vest, and black dress shoes.
And Kuki did NOT look happy wearing it.
"I hate this. I hate this so much." Kuki growled as he pulled at the collar. "Why is it so uncomfortable! And I look like a dork."
"Yeah no this does not work at all." Kano agreed with a scowl. "Completely goes against your vibe. Next!"
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Next was another more casual outfit but with a bit more effort put in.
Once again he was wearing jeans, but now not ripped and a darker shade. And now he wore a dark tank top and a black jacket.
"Alright, way better than the last one," Kuki said, looking at himself again in the mirror. "But it feels the same as the first one."
"Hmmmmmm." Kano took a good look at him. "I noticed you really like the black clothes. Whenever I give you a choice, you always choose black."
"I guess I like black." Kuki shrugged as he looked at himself. "I don't think color would look good on me."
"Hmmmmm." Kano looked around the clothing racks, before flying over, grabbing a few more clothes and bringing them back. "Here."
Kuki looked back at the clothes and raised an eyebrow, as he saw Kano had picked up a dress. "Aren't those girl's clothes?"
"Yup. Try it on." Kano said, handing them over to Kuki who looked hesitant and confused. "What? Do you think boys can't wear girl's clothes? Why not? Because people say it's weird? Why do we have to listen to them?"
Kuki thought about it. Why can't I wear girl's clothes?... Yeah, she's right. I can wear whatever I want.
He took the clothes and closed the door to the dressing room. "Huh. They feel soft."
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Kuki looked in the mirror at his new appearance.
The dress he'd been given was a pretty basic gothic Lolita outfit. Mostly black with some white accents and frills. Long that poofed at the end.
She'd also given him some black stockings, and a pair of black and white boots.
I thought I'd look weird. Kuki thought as he focused on his face. His long, shoulder-length black hair actually helped him out here, really helping him sell the look, especially with one of his eyes covered by his hair. I look kinda cool in this.
"Are you done yet?" Kano asked impatiently on the other side of the door.
Kuki snapped out of it. "Oh, sorry."
He opened the door, revealing himself to Kuki.
"Hmmm. It looks good at least. But what do you think?" Kano asked him.
"...I like it. It looks cool, and it's super comfy." Kuki said getting his thoughts together. "It's toasty but not too hot. I think I like skirts better than pants."
"Alright, we found your style!" Kano cheered, as she flew down and took a closer look. "We can make improvements back at home…actually we can make some improvements right now. To the salon!"
"What?" Kuki didn't get a chance to argue, as Kano picked him up and flew out of the store. "Hey wait!"
"Kano wait, you need to pay for those!" Ochaco called out, but Kano had already flown away. "And she's gone…sorry let me pay for those immediately."
"Thank you, ma'am." The manager said.
"Looks like those two get along! I was worried, but now they're thick as sleeves!" Kei punned.
"Badum Tish! Ahahaha!" Himiko played a sound effect on her phone, snickering at the pun.
"Do you want anything Hinata?" Kiba asked as they walked over to Ochaco.
"No, Lady Shiruku can make far better apparel," Hinata said, shaking her head, before looking down at her own outfit. It looked like she was trying a butler cosplay, white gloves included. But she was proud of it. After all, what better clothes to serve Lady Kiba in.
"Fuku we're paying," Ochaco called out.
Fuku burst out from her hiding place behind a pile of coats. "Finally!"
"So where do you guys wanna go next?" Ochaco asked. "I know we have to stop at the salon to pay for whatever Kano is doing, but I doubt you kids just wanna wait around there."
"How about a movie!" Kei suggested.
"That sounds good!" Himiko agreed.
"I…I guess that sounds ok." Fuku said, looking around at all the people staring at them and gulping. "At least everyone will be looking at something other than us."
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The group walked through the mall over to the theater, now sans Kano and Kuki.
But as they made their way there, they suddenly heard something behind them.
They stopped, and looked behind them, seeing some of the Midoriya Foundation troops they had protecting them, had tackled some lady to the ground.
"Let me go! Let me go!" The woman struggled, before looking back at Ochaco and the kids, her eyes landing on Himiko. "It's her…It's her! SHE-"
Giza came in and covered her mouth. "That's enough. My apologies."
"It's fine. Just…be gentle with her." Ochaco said, wincing as she quickly figured out what happened. She threw the woman a pitying look.
"Do I know her?" Himiko asked, looking at her curiously. Thankfully without a hint of recognition in her eyes.
"You uh…" Ochaco tried to figure out what to tell her. Obviously, she couldn't say, you probably murdered someone she loved, so she had to figure something out. "She probably just confused you for someone else. Don't worry about it."
Himiko was not convinced. While Himiko could seem aloof/crazy at times, she was dangerously intelligent. It's how her future/past self survived as a villain for so long. Such a half-hearted excuse would never fool her.
And so Ochaco did the only thing that she could.
"Welp let's get to the theater, kids! Don't wanna miss the good movies!" Ochaco said as she grabbed all the kids and started moving away.
And as they got farther away, Himiko stared into the hate-filled eyes of the woman, who was staring right back at her.
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Fuku found that the theater was a much-needed breath of fresh air for her on this trip.
The theater was nice and dark, easy to sink into her chair and vanish. Plus everyone was looking at the screen anyway.
Plus she got some nice popcorn and fruit punch.
Actually, maybe she had too much fruit punch.
Suddenly it hit her. Bathroom! I need to go to the bathroom!
Fuku looked at Ochaco, who was sitting next to her, and was about to ask her to head with her to the bathroom when a thought occurred to her. I…I don't want to bother her in the middle of the movie. M-Maybe I could just go by myself! But wait! What if someone scary comes and tries to kill me!? Wait, there are a bunch of guards around. And Ochaco's danger sense will go off if someone tries anything…maybe I could do it.
After a few more seconds of deciding, Fuku hardened her resolve, and jumped out of her seat, before sneaking out.
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"Ahhhhhhhhhh." Fuku gave a sigh of relief, as she finished relieving her bladder.
Thankfully she'd made it to the bathroom without even seeing anyone else. Her running as fast as she could might have helped with that.
As Fuku prepared to get off the toilet and get out of the stall, suddenly she heard footsteps, and two voices entering the bathroom. Male voices.
"Yeah and so she said, I'm not sensitive enough! Seriously, what's up with her! I'm plenty sensitive!"
"Dude, didn't you skip your own sister's wedding for a video game release?"
GUYS!? What are guys doing in here! No no no no no no! Are these perverts!? Oh no I've been trapped by perverts! Fuku screamed internally as her body froze in fear.
She could feel her quirk creeping in. The fear gas inside of her was trying to release, and she quickly started holding it back. Even perverts didn't deserve fear gas.
What am I gonna do!? What am I gonna do!? Fuku wondered, trying her best to figure out a way to escape, closing her eyes as she tried to do that and holding back her quirk. Oh, I wish I didn't leave Ms Ochaco behind!
SNAP!
"What the-Fuku!?" Said Ochaco's voice.
"Huh?" Fuku opened her eyes and found that she was in a completely different location.
Now she was in front of a theater she had just left, on top of Ochaco's shoulders.
"Ochaco!? I'm saved!" Fuku nearly felt like crying tears of joy, and she hugged Ochaco's head.
"Fuku what happened!? Are you ok!?" Ochaco took Fuku off her shoulders and held the girl in front of her, looking over her for wounds. "I noticed you weren't sitting next to me anymore so I went to go look for you! What happened!?"
"I-I-I tried to use the bathroom by myself, but there were perverts! And I was trapped! And I thought I was gonna die!" Fuku sobbed, tears now actually flowing from her eyes. "I'm sorry!"
"Oh, Fuku." Ochaco hugged the girl tightly. "I'm so sorry! Tell me where those perverts are and I'll-"
"Please don't be hasty." Said a voice behind them.
Ochaco and Fuku looked, and saw a young brown-haired child in a blue jacket standing behind them with her eyes closed.
"Howdy." The child said, giving them a little wave. "Sorry for butting in, but those guys weren't perverts. You were just in the men's bathroom."
"...I want to die," Fuku muttered as her face turned red with embarrassment and shame.
"Um, how did you know that?" Ochaco asked, a little suspicious of this strange situation.
"I was the one who got her out of there. And pulled up her skirt." The child explained. "My quirk lets me detect and grant the wishes of people nearby. I saw you were in trouble so I helped you out."
"O-Oh. T-Thank you so much!" Fuku said, giving her a grateful bow.
"Thank you, you seriously helped us out," Ochaco added.
"No problem!" They said with a smile, giving them a thumbs up. "By the way, my name is Furisuku Yume. But you can just call me Frisk. Do you wanna be friends!?"
"W-Well you did save me…" Fuku considered it. On the one hand, she owed this person a debt. But on the other hand, she was still pretty scared of strangers.
SNAP!
Fuku felt a wave of bravery and duty fill her. "O-Ok! U-Um…do you want to finish watching a movie with me?"
"I'd love to!" Frisk grinned.
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"That movie was awesome!" Himiko cheered, seemingly back to her normal self as they exited the movie theater.
"Right! I'm so happy they turned that arc into a movie, it was so pretty!" Fuku said excitedly.
"Yeah, I was worried they wouldn't adapt this right, but it's even better than the manga!" Frisk added.
"You read that manga too!?" Fuku gasped, looking at Frisk in amazement.
Frisk nodded. "I have a friend who's super into anime and manga, and they got me into it. And I was hooked. I don't understand why more people don't talk about it."
"I know right!" Fuku exclaimed. "It's too underrated! It's a crime!"
"Well, it looks like you two are getting along well." Ochaco smiled before her eyes widened as she realized something. "Wait! Frisk, where are your parents! They must be so worried about you!"
"At home. Don't worry, they know where I am." Frisk said, pulling out a phone, and revealing they texted their parents.
"Oh thank goodness." Ochaco breathed a sigh of relief.
"Say, apologies, but I can't quite tell your gender." Kiba brought up as they looked at them.
"I'm whatever you want me to be," Frisk answered, giving Kiba a wink. How one can wink with their eyes closed is a mystery, but they did it anyway.
Kiba just looked even more confused, and Hinata pouted heavily but stayed silent.
"Why do you have your eyes closed?" Himiko asked, waving her hand in front of them. "Are you blind?"
"Nope, I just had to keep them closed because people kept getting lost in them." Frisk teased.
"Oh, so your eyes do bad things to people too?" Kei asked.
"Pretty sure that was a joke, Kei." Ochaco laughed, finding this whole thing really cute.
"What a mysterious person," Kiba noted, taking a good look at Frisk before smiling. "I approve."
Frisk gave them a thumbs up. "I'm glad my charms aren't lost on you."
"We're back."
Kano and Kuki returned, with Kuki having some noticeable differences.
Namely the black makeup they were wearing and the hair extensions. Making them look full of goth.
"How do I look, mom?" Kuki asked Ochaco, looking at her with an excited yet nervous look, waiting anxiously to get her reaction.
"Cool! Really cool! Well done you two!" Ochaco said eagerly. She really wanted to say that he looked adorable, but that's likely not what he wanted to hear.
"Hmmm!" Kuki gave a triumphant look of superiority.
"I feel like my aesthetic is being crept into here," Kiba said before shaking her head. "Actually I'm more of a red girl, so I guess it's fine."
"No matter what Lady Kiba, you will always be the most beautiful," Hinata reassured her.
"Now who is this stranger?" Kano asked as they noticed Frisk, taking a good look over them. "Interesting."
"Like what you see?" Frisk teased. "Names Furisuku. Call me Frisk. I'm a friend."
"Cozy. Well if you're a friend of my siblings, you're a friend of mine. Don't embarrass me." Kano warned.
"Yes ma'am," Frisk said, giving a mock salute.
"Well, I think it's time we head home," Ochaco said. Fuku had already been through quite a bit, and judging by the relief on her face when she said that, yeah it was time to end this.
"Well boo." Frisk pouted.
"S-Sorry," Fuku said sadly.
"It's fine! Just make sure to invite me over sometime ok!" Frisk said happily.
SNAP!
"O-Ok! I promise!" Fuku said with a bit of determination.
Furisuku Yume.
Quirk: Hopes and Dreams. Allows the user to detect desires, and grant their wishes. This can include others, as well as themselves. Activated via a snap of the fingers. Wishes require a certain amount of power to be granted, the amount of power needed depends on the wish. The power used for these wishes is human will.
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