Today is a wonderful and sunny day in the bustling city of Musutafu. In fact, one could say that everyday is a great day to be in town. The area is filled with many areas of entertainment and wonders that appeal to everybody, from the nightlife enthusiast to the common folk going about their days. In Musutafu, there is always something for you to enjoy!
For the scavengers and eccentric inventors, there is the Dagobah beach trash heap. Back in its hayday this was one of the most beautiful coastal beaches that existed, being a major hotspot for those wanting a little fun in the sun. However, due to the rising issues of littering and pollution it's all long and gone, now nothing more than a grease monkey's paradise. This little scrapyard has all the basic needs you need to create whatever technological abomination you desire, as well as snagging some scrap metal for some extra cash. In this part of town there is always a lavish, luxurious lump of landfill that you can legally and legitimately acquire from the lazy louts of lala-land. Reserve your scrap today!
Speaking of inventors, great minds only come from the best schools, and here in Musutafu we have one of the best schools in all of Japan, UA! With some of the most intelligent and capable minds ensuring the education and guidance of the next generation. Seeing as someone such as yourself is getting close to the age of motherhood, this would be a perfect opportunity to-
WHACK! "GACK!" BA-CRASH!
"WILL YOU SHUT THE HELL UP, YOU IDIOT!?"
Izuku was unable to answer, seeing that he lays sprawled on the floor in Mt. Lady's, or Yu as he later found out, apartment. With all the beer cans that surrounded the two in the living room, one could assume that Izuku was just really drunk. Or maybe it was the table that she threw that completes the look, not sure about that. The apartment in particular looks more better, but for the most part it looks as if a woman wasn't living here at all. Woe to all the boys she would bring home (if at all).
Yu was wearing her casual clothes, as she was already off duty just a while ago. It was supposed to be just a normal patrol, hopefully apprehend a villain or two and gain some popularity. It was supposed to be an impressive debut for Mt. Lady, but it was never meant to be.
'And it's all because of HIM! That little green haired brat ruined my debut!'
She was steaming with anger as she glares at the kid, who was still out cold on the fl-
FWIP! Oh, wait. Never mind, he got back up.
"Yeowch! Well then, Big Lady, you certainly are NOT a damsel in distress! Not with those arms." he says, rubbing the sore spot on his head. "By the way, how the heck are you so strong? Is it something you eat? 'cause I heard that eating the broken hearts of men really-"
He barely dodges another empty can at his head, hearing the KLINK! as it hits the balcony window.
"I said shut up! And it's Mt. Lady, you brat!... and leave my love life out of this!"
Izuku pretends to give a confused look, stroking an invisible beard, "Really? With all the hero close ups you do, I'd say that info is open to the public!"
He makes a grand gesture of reading from a sign, his arms spread out , "Ahh, I can just see the tabloids now! 'Breaking News! Aspiring Hero uses Paparazzi to Scout Out Potential Sucker!' That'll get some recognition. HAHAHAAA!"
BONK! In his act of laughing he fails to see the coffee cup as it hits him straight in the face, knocking him into the floor again. This time Yu doesn't take any chances as she begins to drag the star seeing troublemaker by the collar and towards the door. Finally, with one strong move she throws Izuku out the open door.
"AND STAY OUT!" SLAM!
She could hear the quick scream of him falling before THUD! hitting the ground. If it was anyone, she would have been appalled at what had just occurred as this would've been a murder attempt. However, with a quick reminder that the person in question was none other than Izuku Mydoriya it helped to calm her nerves.
However it was only temporary as she realized how much of a mess her home truly was. With a bag, apron and a grouchy mood she began to clean up.
Which also meant it gave her time for her to contemplate where she went wrong. Ever since she decided to move to Musutafu it has been a rollercoaster of hiccups and stress. First her encounters with Midnight, then her love life (or lack of rather), then... HIM.
Ever since she encountered Izuku during the Slime Villain Incident, he began pestering her to no end. At first she was flattered, as she figured it was just another fan of hers just wanting to take a picture with her or date her. But then he began to act more obnoxious and overly flirtatious towards her, which then began to annoy her. When she told this to the other heroes, they all merely laughed at her suffering, saying that he is "A sucker for a pretty face". That and they were glad that it was her and not them.
When she told this to Detective Naomasa, he offered her a glass of bourbon and welcomed her to the club. As of now she is still confused.
She has done a lot of things that she regrets from time to time, be it failing to nab the perfect guy in high school or flirting with a teacher to get the grades up (Which cannot be proven in anyway legally). However, the one thing she regrets the most... was meeting the little [WOLOLO!] known as Izuku Midoriya.
Yup, he tends to do that to most people. Now, here she is sweeping the can-litter floor of her apartment with only the thoughts of a wallowing hopeless romantic.
Meanwhile Izuku is seen peeling himself off the ground, leaving behind a noticeable human-shaped hole. He glares at the apartment building while dusting himself off, before turning towards the street.
"*looks at audience* I've heard of falling from grace, but this is ridiculous!", he says before deciding to take a stroll through the town.
"Now then...what should I do? I haven't seen the gang in a while, maybe I should give them a visit. Ooooorrr I could pay a visit to my good pal Naomasa! I'm sure he is dying to know how I've been!"
He pulls his hair as he can't seem to make a decision. "Augh! There must be a way to choose! Aha!"
Quickly he digs elbow-deep into his pocket before taking out a coin.
"There we go!", he says as he flips the coin high into the air. "Tails for friends, heads for the chowderhead."
...KLING! TINK! TINK!
"And surprise surprise, Naomasa gets to relax another day! Well then...OFF I GO!"
FWOOOSH! Izuku quickly whirls out of sight, heading back home to invite his friends for dinner. He knows for a fact that Mamadoriya would be thrilled to have guests in the house.
Besides, who can resist her delicious homemade Katsudon?
It was another day at work for the disheveled detective, if the paperwork was anything to go by. While the last incident was not as bad as the previous ones that he encountered over the years, he still has to fill out the reports at the end of it all. Seems that he just can't get a break, but justice never sleeps as they say.
The black suitcase on the other hand was the only thing on his mind, as it was recovered at the scene of the incident. Witness reports stated that before the man transformed into the creature now known as the Slime Villain he had a black suitcase with him as he entered the restaurant. They also said that when he was inside, he appeared very anxious and afraid, as if someone was looking for him. It wasn't long before the nervousness quickly became annoyance once Izuku began to get involved.
The suitcase was in police custody shortly after the incident and was sent to the lab to check for any further evidence. There were some fingerprints, but was later to be matched with someone who was reported dead a few days ago, meaning that the villain was more than likely responsible for the death of the individual and was using the body as a sort of disguise. They also attempted to open the suitcase, only to be surprised with the fact the damn thing was not being budged in the slightest. Still, with destruction of property as well as the numerous counts of villainy, was enough to put the Slime villain behind bars for a long while.
While he can breathe a little easier knowing that the villain was in custody, it was still not enough to state his curiosity over the suitcase itself. He already tried opening the suitcase himself, but no dice.
Right now, the suitcase is still at the lab, and the forensics team are in the process of sawing it open to see what is inside. As he sits in his office to finish all the paperwork he regularly glances at his phone, knowing he would get call from them soon.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Hello, Detective? It's me, Ms. Joke"
"Huh? Oh, sure. Come in"
The laughing hero comes into the office with the ever present red folder in her hand, looking over the Detective in a concerned frown.
"Oh wow, you don't look so hot there chief. Have you been resting properly?"
Naomasa gave a dry chuckle, "Do I really look that bad? Well it's all because I'm dealing with this wave of paperwork at the moment."
He gestures towards the stacks of paperwork on his desk threatening to spill out, "So unless you have anything very important to say, I'm afraid I have to ask you to hold off on that until I get this sorted out."
"Well that depends on what you mean by that."
Well THAT got the guy's attention.
"What do you mean?"
"Well... It's Izuku-related."
"Ugh... What did he do this time?"
"Nothing! Don't worry, he hasn't done anything like that in a while"
Naomasa leaned back in his chair with a very defeated sigh, "Alright...let's hear it"
"Oh! Well uh, *ahem*, well as you know he is close to graduating middle school and..."
"...Go on..."
"Well I have been looking for a nice high school for him to attend, since most of them are not willing to accept him in at all and..."
"...okay..."
"Knowing that Izuku is such a special case for them, I have gone through great lengths to-"
SLAM! Naomasa quickly leaned forward in his desk with irritation, "Anytime now please, Ms. Joke!"
And with that the band-aid has been ripped
"Izuku will be attending UA."
The room becomes silent for a few tensive minutes, both of them looking at each other with unreadable expressions. Well, Naomasa's is unreadable. Ms. Joke's expression is more like the one where they are about to expect the other person to just begin throwing a tantrum and start unleashing absolute hell on everything and everyone that the person is in contact with. As soon as Naomasa opens his mouth, she begins to calm him down.
"Look Naomasa, I know you and Izuku don't see eye to eye but-"
"Is that all?"
…Okay, apparently she totally read the atmosphere wrong.
"What?"
The Detective gave Ms. Joke a 'you serious?' look, "Emi, as much as I think that Izuku is an absolute [DINGOBABY!] I have no right to deny him anything like a basic education. The reason why I gave this assignment to you is because I had a feeling that you would be able to make him think about the consequences of his actions before doing anything."
"I thought it was because no one else wanted to take it."
"That too, but that's not my point. My point is, if there is anyplace where they would be able to keep Izuku in check while in school, then UA would be that place."
To say that Ms. Joke was not expecting this was an understatement of the century.
"..Well okay then. I expected you to be a bit more... upset about this."
Naomasa waved it off, "Well since they already accepted him it's now their problem. Besides Izuku was always talking about being in the business course for that nightclub he wanted to open."
It was at this moment where she just realized the situation. 'Ah crap, he doesn't know he's going to the hero course exams yet'. Then she just realized another bombshell, only worse.
'Ah crap! IZUKU DOSEN'T KNOW EITHER!'
She quickly wiped of the nervous sweat in her brow. "Well about that I think I should tell you th-"
RING!RING!
"Hold that thought! Let me take this!"
Naomasa picked up the phone, his demeanor now changed to a professional.
"Musutafu Police Precinct, this is Detective Naomasa speaking... uh-huh, yes... yes that briefcase is the one I sent to them fro-huh? what?...STOLEN!? What happ-wait, never mind I'll be right over!"
Naomasa's outburst alerted the laughing hero, "What's goin on?"
"Apparently there was more to the briefcase than we thought. Someone broke into the lab and stole it from under our noses."
Ms. Joke quickly switched to her hero persona, "Should I contact the other heroes?"
"Only Eraserhead and Sir Nighteye, the suspect has already left so there is no need for any muscleheads. There is already a squad there conducting an investigation so I'm heading there to see what's going on."
Naomasa quickly got his coat and hat as he headed out the door, Ms. Joke following suit.
"I'll come with you."
"No, don't worry about it as the situation is already under control. I just need you to keep looking out for the kid."
"Don't you mean 'look out for the kid'?"
"Same difference"
They went their separate ways after leaving the station. While she wasn't able to tell Naomasa the whole truth about Izuku's situation, the more she though about it the more she thought that maybe it was for the best. The detective already has enough on his plate, and she is not going to make him even more nervous than usual.
For the most, maybe she should take a breather herself. Izuku hasn't been much of a bother, but that was mostly just his mother make sure of that. That and the Mydoriya matriarch really had a knack for her cooking. Speaking of which...
She just received a message on her phone from the woman herself.
Hello! Izuku is having friends over for dinner and I was wondering if you would like to join us as well? I'm making katsudon today!
Well then, it just so happens that she is off the clock now. Might as well drop by. Walking now with a small pep in her step she went to her car and drove away from the precinct, anxious to try more of the Mamadoriya's fabulous cooking.
Unfortunately, she failed to notice the big masked man in a trench coat, just watching her from the other side of the street. As she drove away, the man looked at her general direction before walking away, suitcase and all.
Some time later, in the Midoriya Household.
"Izuku! stir the eggs!"
CRACK! WHISK-WHISK!
"Yes ma'am!"
SIZZLE! FWOOM!
"Make sure you don't burn the meat!"
BLOOP! POP! POP!
"Yes ma'am!"
KSSHHH!
"Dammit don't use too much oil!"
"Sorry ma'am!"
SLAM! BAM!
"AND WHERE THE HELL IS THE SOY SAUSE!"
"HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW! I DIDN'T KNOW THE RECIPIE CALLED FOR IT!"
CRAAAAAASH! DOOOOM!
"RAHHHHH!"
"GYAAAAA!"
KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK!
"KYAAA! What the!- Wh- huh?"
Izuku jolted awake from the horrible nightmare that he just went through, looking around before realizing that he was on the couch. He let out a big sigh of relief before hearing the knocking once again from the front door.
"Alright alright! Keep your pants on, jeez!", he yelled out as he went towards the door, revealing a casually dressed Emi.
"Hey there pipsqueak! Ya gonna invite me in?"
"*Sigh* Yeah, sure come right in."
He could notice the deadpanned reaction on her face.
"Gee, you sure know how to make a woman happy."
"Yeah, whatever. Mom is at the kitchen right now, you can talk to her while I take a bath real quick."
Izuku goes to his bedroom to get this clothes, leaving Ms. Joke to her own devices. She heads towards the kitchen, finding the Midoriya Matriarch at the stove doing some final touches on the food.
"Woah! What kind of witchcraft did you do to make this smell so delicious?"
The woman beamed in pride as she greeted the laughing hero, "Why thank you, Emi! And for your information, there is no witchcraft involved. Just some good quality ingredients and a nice little helper to do the trick."
"Then you must have spent a lot of time getting everything perfect. Little green looked like he was going to pass out. Actually now that I think about it, he must have woken up when I knocked at the door."
Inko looked off to the side in an embarrassed pout. "Well I do tend to be a bit... hard on him when he helps me cook."
A scream is heard in the bathroom, "UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE CENTURY!"
"IZUKU! SHUT UP AND GET CLEAN!"
"Wh-CRAP!"
SLIP!BONK! SLAPSH!
"...Owww..."
Inko turns to Emi once again, "Anyways would you mind setting up the table for me? The food is almost ready."
"Sure thing! Is it just us?"
"No, Izuku's friends are also coming too so that would make it about... 7 people in total."
"Oh? Well then this isn't really dinner anymore! Now it's a party!"
"Haha! I guess so!"
The two spent several more minutes getting everything set up, eager to know what they have been up to since last time.
Ever since Emi became Izuku's tutor, the two of them quickly became fast friends and would take every opportunity to meet up and hang out while they were free. While Katsumi is still a very good friend of Inko, her Modeling carrer really puts on a damper on her schedule. Even so, she couldn't really blame her for that.
Besides, she would hook her up with some nice dresses. Its great to have connections after all.
As for Emi, she really could use a bit of company seeing how Aizawa would always reject her advances every time. Truth be told, if it wasn't for the fact she would always do it with a bright smile and just a massive wave of total sunshine she would have been suspected of being a yandere. That being said, he really lucked out on that one.
Either way, the two would mostly talk about whatever happens to cross their minds that day, either be about Izuku or just who was the hottest male hero. Bonus if you figure out who Emi votes for.
It wasn't long before the rest came through.
SLAM! "Hi, Mrs. Midoriya! Is the food ready yet!?"
"Mei, stop being so rude! Don't you know anything about manners?!"
"Does it have to do with working with my babies?"
"Well no, bu-"
"THEN SUCH KNOWLEDGE IS UNNECESARRY!"
"IT IS IF YOU WANT TO BE A DECENT HUMAN BEING!"
While Mei and Mirio continued with their admittedly entertaining argument, Nejire and Tamaki both trailed behind after them. One was having a look of utter desperation while the other was continuingly giggling with the sheer ridiculousness of the situation. Again, take the time to figure out which is which.
Inko beamed at the group, "Welcome back you two! Glad to see you can make it."
She then turned to the newcomers, greeting them with a bow. "As for you two, it's a pleasure to finally meet more of Izuku's friends. I'm so glad you could make it as well."
"We're happy to met you too, Mrs. Midoriya! Name's Nejire and this here shy boy is Tamaki!", said the bubbly girl while patting said shy guy's back. Meanwhile the poor introvert is too busy admiring the floor.
"Oh please call me Inko. Any friend of Izuku's is welcome here. Now then... Izukuuu! Your friends are hereeee~!"
FWOOOOOSH!
The greenest twirled towards her, now wearing his t-shirt and pants and in a welcoming pose, arms wide.
"Welcome dear friends my humble abode! The blondie was telling me about the two of you, and let me just say that IIIIII..." he trailed off at the end, now taking a good look at the two.
...or more specifically, the one they call Nejire.
BADUMP! BADUMP! BADUMP!
We now take a look inside the mind of the idiot known as Izuku. Observe...
'Wh-what is this beautiful creature, no goddess, doing here in my home!? Is this one of blondies' friends that he has told me all about!? IT IS! OH ME OH MY HOW CAN I FORGIVE MYSELF KNOWING THAT SUCH A WOMAN EXISTS!
Her hair! Her clothes! Her pretty face and such bountiful che-charisma! Never had I seen such beauty! And what a beautiful pair of ti-twinkling eyes! I can feel myself being lost in them! Smothered by them! BECOME ABSOLUTELY COVERED BY THEM AND SUFFOCATED BY THEM UNTIL THE LIGHT TAKES AWAY WHAT LITTLE ENERGY I HAVE LEFT! TODAY I CAN DIE HAPPILY NOW THAT I HAVE BEEN IN THE PRECENSE OF SUCH A DIVINE BEING!
We now return with your regularly scheduled reading.
"Helllloooooo... anyone there? Izuuuukuuuu..."
Mei waves her hand in front of Izuku's face but doesn't receive any feedback. Mirio facepalms, Tamaki just stands there awkwardly and Nejire lets out a cute giggle. Inko and Emi just looks at the scene amused.
FWOOOOSH! Then in a whirl he appears in front of Nejire, but now in the attire of a typical frenchman. He has one hand on his hip, the other presenting a rose to her with a sly look.
"Ahhh, hello zere, meees. Eet ees a pleasure to hahve finahlly meet you.", he says with the ever so suave voice of a Japanese Clouseau.
"Haha! Nice to meet you too, Izuku!", replies Nejire as she accepts the flower.
"Oh so you hahve ahlready heard of me, oui? No doubt frahm our leettle teen teen here cahrrect?"
" Of course! I've heard all about you and your antics! Also, why are you acting so funny? Are you really french? How did you change your clothes so quickly? Wh-"
Izuku silenced her quickly with a finger on the lips, "Now now, my dear. Zere is no need to be ahskeeng so mahny questions. Why dahn't we just head to sahmwhere more..private?"
THWACK!
"Gack! Sacrebleu! Whaht's ze beeg idea, mathair!?"
"Shut it Izuku, this is no time for your jokes! Now get yourself changed and make sure you behave yourself."
FWOOOSH! Izuku reluctantly switches back and trudges towards the dining table, leaving the rest utterly surprised at this turn of events.
Then again one shouldn't really be surprised when a mother is able to control her children. Just a simple fact of parenting.
"Now then, why don't the rest of you get yourselves washed up and head to the table when you're ready. I made Katsudon today!"
"Sure thing Mrs. M!"
"Y-yes ma'am..."
"Come on come on! The sooner I'm full the sooner I can get back to working on my babies!"
"For the last time, Mei, have more tact!"
"Don't worry Inko, I'll make sure that your idiot son doesn't eat all the food again."
From there there wasn't much to be said as everyone was absolutely famished, eager to go ahead and stuff their mouths (literally, for Izuku and Mei. Izuku more so.) There were some interesting tidbits here and there, such as the work of the big three, Emi's hero work, or one of Mei's inventions. Sometime Inko would tell a story or two about some of the more outlandish things that her son has been through during his infancy. All the meanwhile Izuku would continue to flirt with Nejire (Who would then respond in a obvious and airheaded way, almost as if she was sarcastic in a way.)
Nevertheless, it was a wonderful dinner and everyone gave their thanks to the lovely Midoriya hostess for inviting everyone. Poor woman was blushing from all the praise. As for Izuku and Mei, the big three were excited for their two idiots to join them at UA, although a bit miffed that Izuku would be in the business course.
And then came the big reveal...
"Um... about that...there's something you should know abut your application to UA."
Emi almost choked on the immense silence that occurred afterwards, all eyes turned to her.
"Well it seems that there was a teeny-tiny little hiccup and... um..."
Rip it again! Just like last time!
"Izuku's joining the hero course!"
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COMENCE 'OPERATION: MENTAL' IN 3... 2... 1...
"SAY SIKE RIGHT NOW, MS. JOKE! SAY! SIKE! RIGHT! NOW!"
"WHAT!? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US BEFORE EMI!"
"IZUKU! WE NEED TO GET A COSTUME READY FOR YOU AT ONCE!"
"W-W-W-W-WHAT'S GOING ON! WHY ARE WE SCREAMING!"
"OHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSH-!"
"This was a mistake, I should have never come here, I am tired, I have no bed and I must dream this nightmare away..."
...Yeah, mission failed successfully.
Hellos Hellos Kalbern Here!
Well then, let me start off by saying happy holidays and and happy new year! A bit late for that but oh well!
Anyways, you might have noticed that it took a bit more longer than it should've to get this chapter out. Well that's mostly because I am in the middle of sorting things out IRL. I won't bother you with the details, as I would rather have you guys enjoy these little tidbits that I can muster out. However, I will say that I am NOT going to put this on hold nor will I abandon it. Just understand that updates are more than likely random at this point.
Also, since this is a new year I'm planning to have a new story out in celebration! It is still in the works, and quite honestly I probably won't be on that one as much as this one, but it's something to keep the mind occupied. Speaking of which, I'm also planning to rewrite the chapters that I have for "Trade Secrets", as that one was kind of made in the spur of the moment. Wasn't really sure where I was going with that one.
Thankfully the new story I'm planning doesn't need to have much planning- or plot for that matter-for it to work. I mean, were talking about a crossover involving a game where plot is virtually non existent followed by a show that had a lot of potential but kind of fell short, all wrapped up in violence, insanity and overall weird shit.
...basically this will be a POSTAL X RWBY Crossover. That's right, RWS and RT are now in the basement cooking up some high quality health pipes while driving off hordes of Grimm with Krotchy grenades and rocket launchers.
...Sorry I am awake at 5 in the morning just getting this through. I'm going to sleep after this.
Either way, let me know if you have any comments, questions, concerns or tips for me. I like reading those as they help me a lot. Also please let me know for any grammatical errors here, I really want to make sure this is perfect.
Well then, you guys have a nice day!