Bakugo Residence (8:30pm)

What does camping mean to you? Roasted marshmallows, campfire songs, and scary stories? Those crossed your mind, but to me, it became the last activity I'd spend before starting middle school. Dad thought it would be a great opportunity to explore the outdoors. He called Inko to get her permission to bring Izuku along.

We were going to central park, meaning no wild animals would pop up. After getting Izuku aboard, Dad called an unexpected number. "Hi, Enji. I was wondering if you or your son will join us on a camping trip." I couldn't believe the audacity Dad had committed. He asked Endeavor, who's probably the strictest hero in Japan, to join our camping trip. There was a brief pause, followed by a feminine voice screaming at Enji. That must have been Miya.

"With my sister's persistence, Shoto and I will join your camping event." Dad, with a satisfied smile, hung up. "That settles everything. Katsuki, make sure you pack everything for our trip." Wait, we'll be spending the entire night in the park. Ugh, I already had a terrible feeling in my chest. Something will go wrong and one of us won't be happy.

Central Park (9pm)

"I'd never camped, so what do we do? Fish for food?" Shoto stared blankly at a wooden stick, as he sat next to Izuku.

"Yes, but camping has various possibilities. We can share stories that'll keep us up, set up tents, or catch fireflies." Izuku tapped each finger to list the many activities camping had.

"Hmph, camping got reduced to a child's activity. When I was around your age, Father would leave me alone in the forest. He taught me how to survive the wilderness, in case the inevitable arrived." Enji crossed his arms, sitting next to Dad and I.

Dad occupied himself by sticking jumbo sized marshmallows on each stick. "I understand your point, but tonight we're playing it safe. We wouldn't want the boys to get lost. This may be central park, but animals roam as they please."

"Wait, I thought there weren't no wild animals. How big are they?" Izuku fidgeted his fingers, eyes darting across the vacant area, aka our camping site.

"Don't worry. I'm sure these animals are small. Like chipmunks or squirrels. They won't harm you." I grabbed a stick which held three marshmallows.

We roasted them above a wide campfire Dad made. He didn't use a lighter, but his knowledge as a scout. He used to be a member of the Sekai group. That explained why Dad recommended camping as my final summer activity. I didn't mind, but at least pick a descent location than the park. People will see us.

Night was growing dark, so Dad announced a round of scary stories. Ugh, I'm not the biggest fan of horror. Most movies don't scare me easily. Izuku shivered whenever he thought someone was behind him. "My old camp master mentioned this unique story to us. Every Saturday, just like tonight, a werewolf would near our site and bite a fellow camper. We believed a stray coyote or dog would bite us and we transformed into werewolves." Oh, I get it; paranormal stories that won't happen in real life.

That story meant nothing, but we shared other fictional stories until Dad forgot something. "Darn, I forgot to get sleeping bags. They're in the trunk. Enji? Can you watch the kids?" He stood up to leave, but Enji followed suit. "Are you serious? These boys can watch over themselves. Besides, the parking lot isn't too far. Just a mile walk." He and Dad left the site. We stood around the fire, letting its crisp warmth heat our skin. I'd bought my heaviest coat, yet the weather dropped a few degrees. Crap, midnight rolled in, meaning the temperature was near zero degrees.

Rustle…

"Did you hear that?" Izuku glanced at the narrow path on his right.

We directed our attention to the path, seeing nothing but the full moon above it. "I see nothing. Must have been a—"

Grrrr….

We jolted from the soft growl. "That wasn't a squirrel. It came from a dog."

"I don't think dogs growl that deep, Katsuki." Still working on the nickname exchange from him.

GRRRR…

Izuku whelped and jumped onto my lap, arms around my neck. The growls fainted away, but we feared this mysterious beast might attack in the least expected place. Since Dad and Enji won't be back for twelve minutes, I'd thought of investigating the sound. "Let's make this quick. Izuku, stay in between me and Shoto. We'll use our quirks to make lanterns." Afterward, we departed the site, I lit sparkles over my right palm, and guided us forward.

Midnight is a dangerous place for individuals. You wouldn't know who or what will grab you. Take your money, belongings, or yourself. As we strolled along the dirt path, the growls returned, only much louder. "It's getting close. Stay close, guys." To be sure, the beast wasn't hiding in bushes, I scanned each one ahead. Shoto did the same. Izuku placed his quivering hands on my shoulders, his face blue and sweaty. He really doesn't like horror scenarios.

Well, same here, I guess.

With no sign of the beast, I turned around, but a tree branch snapping caught my attention. "Where is it? Shoto, do you see movement!?" We eyed the place. The growls grew louder, footsteps pounded heavier, and bushes swayed along the wind. "I don't see it." We stuck our backs in the middle, as we analyzed the path. Trees rustled leaves, several of them falling onto our heads.

Then, a pair of glowing red eyes looked at us. "What the hell is that?" Was Dad's tale true? Do werewolves exist? I leaned forward, making a stupid mistake. I'd turned out to be right, as a giant seven-foot brown bear jumped from the bushes. "Crap! It's a bear! Run!" Although I could'd used my quirk to blind its sight, running felt like the best option. We ran fast, our calves aching. The bear's thunderous stomps shook the path, as it chased us.

Near our site was Dad and Enji, who returned with rolled up sleeping bags. "Dad! Endeavor! There's a bear in the park!" We made it to the site, but the bear caught up to us. "Wait…" Endeavor stood in front of us and swung an arm, creating a fire wave. The bear stopped near the wall of flames, snarling aggressively. "Oh, thank you, Enji. Why was a brown bear doing in central park?"

"That wasn't no ordinary bear." Enji squinted his eyes at the depleting flames.

"Then, what is it?" We all raised our eyebrows, interested in what Endeavor had to say.

"Ever heard of 'Full Moon?'" That got a pause on us.

"Oh, he's the shifter villain. He can only transform under a full moon and his form came from a family lineage. Something about a cursed bear biting his great-grandpa and ruining their mundane lives." Izuku went all geek when he remembered who Full Moon was.

The bear crawled to us, but Endeavor gazed through his beady black eyes. Whether it was coincidence or luck, but the bear whimpered. "I'd encountered this perplexing villain before. His bear's form lacks awareness. He can't tell who's the enemy. The good news is he returns to normal when the sun rises."

We sighed a relieving breath, our chest beating slow. Endeavor called the police and soon they arrested the now human Full Moon. God, he was naked! I'll never camp again. After the awkward moment, Dad and Endeavor separated. "Nice seeing you two." Shoto jogged to his dad as they drove in their luxurious car. I think a personal driver took them home. Seriously, how rich was Shoto's family? Dad drove me and Izuku to the apartments and dropped Izuku off.

"Wait until Asano and Mom hear what we did." I folded my hands behind my head.

"I hope they're home when we get there. Mitsuki appointed a salon after we left the house." Dad turned right.

"Why would Mom go to the salon? She knows Asano doesn't like people messing with her hair."

"Yeah, but she had no choice. Although, I asked her if she should join us. She said no and called camping gross."

I rolled my eyes from that. "If she came, the moment would've been different." An image of Asano trying to beat the bear through her fire-breathing crossed my mind.