The conclusion of "Mina's Molly Mayhem." This is much darker than it is a comedy so please be advised if this isn't your cup of tea. Stay tuned for more dark comedy and lemons soon, I promise. Enjoy!

The sound of the school bell acknowledged Mina Ashido that school was concluded for the day. It feels strange as she tidied up her workspace. The students were mildly chattering, gathering their things to head home, go to karaoke bars, or to the nearest coffeeshop. She snapped her backpack in place. The trivial matter of her classmates mattered not as she headed out of the classroom. It feels funny, quite strange one may add. No longer in a classroom with the students that one has developed a fondness, or a lack of a better word, a relationship. No longer hearing the witty bantering of the vice president with her announcement. No longer hearing the rocker classmate about her latest jams. Aberrations of the mind Mina decided. As if they were filtered out of her memory banks. The forgotten past of yesteryear.

And speaking of yesteryear. She looked at her watch. She was late. There were places to go and a very important to see. After all, today was a special day between her and her husband-to-be.

Once gathering her shoes, she quietly stepped out of the school and headed onto the courtyard. She inhaled the brisk evening air as winter was calling her name. The Shikoku nights were quite chiller than the days of her former Tokyo existence. No more battles with classmates. No matter the strange antics of Kayama-sensei, Aizawa-sensei, or Principal Nezu. She tried to make an afterthought. However, a husband-to-be still ponders about them. Quite a worrywart if there was ever was one, she thought as she carried a book in her hand as she stopped at a crosswalk. Repeatedly she has told Izuku that that life was no more. There was no coming back from the things that separated their love. And no matter how many times she had told him to forget, he always brought it up.

She loved her Izuku Sweetness. She loved him till the ends of the Earth and then some. She loved her Izuku in a place there was no space and time. However, rules were established. And along with established rules became consequences. Punishing Izuku was an improper term to the pinkette. For a better word, refinement. She justified herself as she nodded in her own sense of approval as she crossed the street to the grocery store. Today was a special day and she needed the freshest of ingredients to celebrate this occasion.

Refinement was a subliminal term of correctness. She had to modify Izuku on learning his place when they were together. Mina was Izuku's fiance. His bride-to-be, the future mother of their children. Speaking of which, she made a mental note about that as she grabbed a grocery cart. She wasn't sure if she was ovulating. Therefore, a pregnancy test was needed.

She didn't want to refine Izuku in such a way. She had hoped to learn how to accept her loving. But, strongwilled her emerald-haired cinnamon roll. There was nothing wrong with strongwilled-ness in the pinkette's eyes - for as long it is to protect, to provide, and to profess to her and her alone. And she can't have Izuku be strongwilled for anything, could she? If she did, then he would wind up going home.

The many months of the calculated, methodical measures of making Izuku hers would have been all for naught. And the last thing she wanted him to do was to make a sound. She reminded him that when heavily drugged and sedated during their refining him, he could make stupid decisions like telling the police and informing her of her whereabouts. She loved Izuku so much that she couldn't make it happen. Once again, she knew that Izuku still had a few strings to be refined. She knew in time Izuku would accept everything about her - overzealous, overprotecting, and all.

She hummed the tune of Greensleeves as she decided to make a simple dinner. Cooking wasn't her best but being a wife meant being a great cook. She was learning via the internet and cooking books. Only the best for her Izuku. However, there were days when she had to withhold Izuku on her cooking. It wasn't out of spite but to show him on his reliability. It was no longer his mother, his father, Ochako, Shouto, Katsuki. Once again, she had to remind him that old life was dead. UA High, dead. His family, dead. Friends, dead. Mina was all that he needed.

Chicken and brown rice was the choice as she put in the grocery cart. Also was a box for a pregnancy test. Although she was still in school, she was proud of Izuku of making the choice of obtaining his high school equivalency diploma instead. It was going to be busy work as he worked on becoming a househusband. Hard and responsible task, but Mina had to work on becoming a Pro Hero. She already informed Izuku to abandon his dreams of ever thinking of becoming a Pro Hero. Any time a surge of energy would come, she had to null, cull, and drug Izuku until any signs of his quirk would become bare.

He was hard sometimes. Once more, still needing to refine Izuku. Mina didn't think that Izuku was that strong. Nevertheless, the prowess of womanhood prevailed. He fought, he screamed, he cried, and he bled.

The cashier didn't ask questions as he slid the items into the bag. Mina kept her Cheshire Cat grin as today was a special day. The cashier was quite startled, almost dropping the bottle of imported wine. The cashier didn't ask for ID. He had learned the first time and if he valued his well-being and is now fully-healed hand, he wouldn't nudge twice.

"Thank you," she hummed in a sing-song as she exited the grocery store. As if she was a jolly child, she skipped along the sidewalk. She was feeling giddy and perky as she made it in time to take the bus that would lead her to the twenty mile trip to her paradise, her oasis, their sanctuary, their home.

The dinner has been made and the rice was finished boiling. Knowing how much her Izuku would prefer chicken and brown rice in soup form, she carefully used the chicken broth into the pot. She diced the chicken and she prayed to the gods that it was to his liking.

Once again, today was their special day. Today has been a whole year since the two have separated from their former lives. She couldn't wait to the day of their eighteenth birthday when the duo can finally become one. The thought of becoming Mrs. Mina Midoriya made her heart melt, her soul weep, and her womanhood tingle in such a way.

The tune of Greensleeves continued to escape her gentle lips as she poured the pot of soup to the bowl. She had finished making a kettle of oolong tea to quench his thirst. Nothing like soup and oolong tea on a cold Friday evening after a hard day's work could make her happier.

She went to the refrigerator to get some ice cubes. She closed the refrigerator calmly as she returned to the counter with her things for Izuku's dinner. She knew he was hungry.

This food was made with Mina's love and among other things. Things she concluded was unladylike, but what could she do. She wanted proclamation of her love within Izuku's veins. She wanted things to flow their within him that it can absorb into him. So, she was a little naughty when she had alone time with herself in the bathroom. So, she used the pot to allow her juices to seep into the rice. So, she climaxed and her secret ingredient was mixed with the tea. In her eyes, she was using the freshest of ingredients. A meal that was suited for a king, the Ashido girl spoke. She released her smile. A candid smile that spread from ear to ear. She was confident, ready to take on the day.

She placed her food on the tray and headed to see her Izuku.

She walked down the hallway. The basement was a door away from her bedroom, which gave her access to anything she needed.

That was also the place where she and Izuku make their visits.

She continued humming as she delicately walked down the hard steps. Holding the tray required concentration for she didn't want to spill a single drop of her cinnamon roll's food. She made it to the foot of the stairs. In front of her was the table she placed to put her beloved's food.

Refinement was hard work and as much she wanted Izuku to share a bed with her, it was so difficult. The tedium of using her special cocktails has had a variety of consequences to his body. The time where she used certain chemicals to his bloodstream made him feel woozy and groggy. When she used some other chemicals, he lost feeling to his extremities. As she experimented with chemicals, including using her acidic juices and aphrodisiacs, creating the perfect husband was excruciating, but it was worth the wait.

Good thing comes to those who wait.

"Dinner time. I have made you your favorite." Mina clapped her hands together, bowing before the bed in front of her. The bed was a standard bed. It didn't have a bed frame; just a mattress and the board to support it. She looked at the restraints from top to bottom. Chains she had purchased in her travels before her procedure to acquire her beloved Izuku.

It wasn't an easy task. Some sacrifices had to be made. Blood was spilled, but she grinned as she knew that it wasn't her blood.

Izuku lied on the thin sheet mattress. His hands and his feet were bounded by the restraints. His once flushed cheeks were turning pale. His freckles were blending in with the paleness. His fading green eyes were staring at the captor as she continued humming and giggling as she split the chopsticks. As much he wanted to scream or yell, his mouth was gagged.

Mina blushed as she unashamedly used her used panties to gag his mouth. She wanted Izuku to become familiar with the taste of her love. A distinction to remind him to become familiar with her taste for if he tasted another, there would be dire consequences. Those remarks often made Izuku secret a warm feeling in his pants.

"Sorry, it took me longer than usual, but I had to run to the store to get the right ingredients." Mina nervously put the bowl in her hand. She delicately kneeled on the ground and set next to Izuku. "They were a little hard to find but I think you're worth it. You haven't really smiled since we moved together, so I thought I'd cheer you up. Plus it's our anniversary. The day when we finally summated our love together."

Izuku looked away from his captive. It didn't faze Mina for she had her prized possession.

Mina said a small prayer before getting the chopsticks. She reached for the rice and chicken and held it over. She grabbed the used panties from Izuku's mouth. Upon release, he snapped his mouth shut quicker than a snapping turtle.

She giggled. "Come on, open those pretty lips." Izuku refused. He turned away from Mina's sight. Mina tucked in her lips. She calmed down, reminding herself that he wasn't used to their love. Relationships weren't easy, according to Mina, and it required work.

"What? This again? Why? I made this just for you… I…I promise I didn't drug it this time. I really just want to make you happy." She hovered the rice onto his lips. "Now, eat this dear. Please, for me, dearest Izuku." Izuku quickly turned over and blew the rice to her face. The grains of rice returned to Mina's face. She wasn't upset for she was calm.

She kept telling herself that the emerald-haired teen was still getting used to her surroundings. She licked her lips, tasting the contents of whatever Izuku gave back to her.

"Please, you haven't eaten anything in two days! What are you trying to prove?" Mina reached into the bowl and grabbed another bit of rice. She reached over to Izuku, using her hand to his chin. He quickly turned away.

"Leave me alone," he murmured to Mina.

She furrowed her eyebrows and immediately slapped Mina across his face. The teeth-rattling slap caused a tear to escape from his eye. He bit his lip. He didn't even flinch. His eyes didn't compare to what Mina felt. For she saw love and compassion; in his fading green eyes, it was rage.

There was tension in the basement. Mina shrugged her shoulders. Upset that Izuku wasn't following her actions. "You're acting like a child." she spat. "What will you achieve by skipping meals? Nothing, nothing but making me worry."

She applied the chopsticks to his face. "Now, let's not be wasteful. Now eat!" Izuku, once again, returned the rice, but this time spat her face.

Mina put the bowl down. She began panting heavily. Her shallow breathing depicted her anger. This wasn't how she planned this moment with her Izuku to happen. She knew that kidnapping him wasn't the best part of displaying her affection. She had hope that throughout their time together that he would have learned to love her. His very expression hasn't changed since that day. She got on top of him. She knew by applying her body weight was going to apply pressure. What reason did the emerald-haired teen think he could do? Suddenly, a smile spread on her face.

"Is, is is this part of your ingenious plan to escape?" A tremendous roar of a hysterical laughter filled the room. She felt the shaking of his body. That alone confirmed the very thing she thought. She leaned over the feared Izuku. He was shaken like a frightened kitten. "I assure you, darling, this will never happen. By this time your glycogen resources been depleted, so even if you got a chance to run, you wouldn't be able to."

As if she saw him through the curtain of his mind, he rattled in fear. He tried fighting the restraints but to no avail. Mina thrust her body weight to enable him to move. "So, I knew this was your plan. A future 'Pro Hero' thought of this? Really?" She smirked, scoffing at the same time. "You'd be slow, sluggish, and weak. Easy prey. You would have much better success if you were well fed you know. But then again you'd be pretty sedated too."

Izuku remained quiet, but his face was enough to display his anger towards Mina.

At this point, Mina couldn't care less. She had her prized possession and she knew that he was unwillingly fighting her, but this alone not only frustrated her but also excited her.

The thought of seeing her beloved Izuku's willpower failing at the end.

And she had a front-row seat of witnessing. Tearing him down and restoring him to her desires.

She furrowed her face, deepening her voice as she was no longer entertained with this charade. "That's enough of that. I'd force feed you if I have to." Instead of the chopsticks, she grabbed a spoon as she took the bowl over Izuku. "So open your mouth, darling. If you going to act like a child, I'll treat you like one."

She pressed the spoon to his lips. He resisted, turning away. Mina became frustrated, pressing it to his lips, forcefully prying his mouth open. "Don't. Make. Me. Hurt. You." The sounds of Izuku groaning for his refusal of taking her dish. Mina dropped the spoon, grabbing his mouth to pry open.

"Stay still or I'll…."

Upon doing that, he bit her finger, which made her shout.

She spat at him. No longer she was going to take it.

"You brought this on yourself."

She reached into her back pocket. The emerald-haired teen's eyes widen when seeing the familiar medicine in front of him.

"Please, please. Not again," cried Izuku.

"You brought this on yourself." As if with a hammer, Mina throbbed the syringe into his neck. The few moments of Izuku's screams were fading away.

"That's right, sweetie."

"Say ah."

"Good."

"Don't spit out the food, you silly goose."

"Chew, chew, and swallow."

"Yay! You can be so sweet when you want to."

"Even in this state. It's ok."

"The effects will wear off in a few hours."

"And you won't remember a thing."

"You're so defenseless and weak, I can't help it."

"I would never do this when you're conscious but, since you won't remember a thing, I'll finally make you mine."

Izuku was sedated. It was a shame to the pinkette. All she wanted for this day to commemorate their time together as a couple. She continued humming Greensleeves, stroking his hair, kissing his freckled cheeks, and slowly inhaling his scent. The scent of manhood as she knew that he was overdue for a bath.

She knew that it will have to be for another day. She prayed to the gods that Izuku would have a sunnier attitude as she grabbed his dish and returned to the stairs. She would save it for later. If he didn't eat, then she would use it in his IV for nutrients.

She returned to the kitchen and washed her hands. She looked at the mirror on the windowsill. She was overdue for a haircut. Making it longer and turning it into bang to make a change of appearance was the necessity of living a new life. Changing her name was a must. She knew her uncle was capable of making it happen. And please believe that the same applied to Izuku as well.

As she mentioned to herself throughout this perilous journey, their old life was over.

She turned on the television as she began to fix her own dinner. By now, she should have the results ready for her pregnancy test. She had it on NHK local news. She crossed her legs as she was reading the directions on the duration of knowing the results, just to kill some time as her dinner was being cooked.

She wasn't paying attention to the latest news report.

Police, detectives, and family members are needing your help this evening on the whereabouts of two teenagers that have gone missing. It has been a year ago today since sixteen-year-olds Izuku Midoriya and Mina Ashido were last seen in the Tokyo suburb of Musutafu in the early morning hours. Police have learned through security footage that Mina Ashido was last seen paying for gas at a gas station at village one prefecture over.

Police are trying to….

She turned off the television. They weren't going to find them. She was quite grateful to have an uncle that can fix that. As she pondered on her future with her Izuku, she thought of the possibilities of the wondrous things they can do. She shut her eyes, imagining walking on the beach with their feet in the sand. Paragliding in the canyons. Sharing their kiss at the top of a carousel at the carnival. The day when she goes into labor, he is there, tightly holding her hand, soothing her and letting know that he was there for her.

She opened her eyes, knowing that day was going to come. Even the strongest will cave in at some point. Everyone has a breaking point. She was quite positive.

"We will be okay. We will be okay." She was adamant, knowing that Izuku would fall into her love. Even if it takes the rest of his life.

She felt positive like the results of her pregnancy test.

In the end, she was happy.

And now she was at peace.

The End!