Grape woke suddenly. She went to the door, checking down both sides of the hall. It was barren, revealing it was still night. She was in the section of the hall by herself, and when a guard came past while on patrol duty, she felt relief but had no clue why.

She slammed her hand against the wall, startling the officer.

"You shouldn't be up at this time! Don't you know what 'light's out' means?"

"Entertain me."

"What? It's the middle of the night. You should get some sleep. We're not going to stop asking questions until we get the information we want, so unless you want to be tired during the next session, then you should go to sleep."

"That was not an offer. Entertain me, silly guard. That's a demand. Failure to do as such will...Oh, what am I saying? This isn't like me at all. Why order around a guard? You didn't do anything to me anyways."

"I guess I can hang out with you for a bit...I'll stay out here though, okay? Can't have you breaking out or me getting trapped in there." He sat down.

Grape sat down hard. "Alright. So, games aside, what's a hobby of yours? I'll go first, I love baking!"

"Watching TV."

"What's a Tee-vee? Anyways, now you ask one! I'll answer any question."

"What is..."

He realized something. She said she would answer any question. He wondered if she really meant any question. He decided to change his question.

"Madame Grape, what would you call you and your Sour Bunch?"

"We're a band of thieves," she said happily. "We steal things we need, like gold and jewels, and use it to survive. We need to live too, you know."

"But do you...take anything else? Besides those?"

"Sometimes. I recall Rex mentioning once that he and Tobias stole the couch in our living room from some elderly man. He probably didn't need it anyways. He was likely going to pass soon anyhow."

The guard stared at her, a bit disturbed by how casually she would say that, and that she didn't even care at all.

"You're heartless."

"I suppose so. But one man's trash is another's treasure. Or, in this case, one man's treasure is our treasure, but who am I to correct it?"

He stared at her again. "Why would you say that? What's wrong with you?"

"I'm a thief, silly officer, and I don't get attachments." She got off the ground. "I'm bored. I'm going back to bed. Go away now, continue your little rounds." She waved a dismissive hand as she lie back down.

He got up and left. He went to the next section of the hall, where her Sour Bunch was kept. Attila went up to the bars and watched him walk down the hall. Attila waited until he was in front of the cell before speaking.

"How is she doing?"

"Fine, I guess? She demanded I give her attention, but that's about it."

"I see...So it's begun."

"What has? You guys are so creepy. You either never explain anything or tell me everything in vivid detail."

"It's nothing important. I would just take caution as you head down that hall in a few nights."

He continued walking. "They're all so creepy. Why'd I get stuck on night watch?"

Izuku entered the next day, this time with Ochaco and Tsu. He went to the Police Chief's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

They entered. The Police Chief was sorting paperwork, which he let rest on his desk when they came inside.

"Hello again Deku, Uravity, Froppy."

"Hello. I wanted to see if Uravity could try talking with her. Madame Grape doesn't seem to like me much, but I thought she might like a girl-to-girl talk more? If this is a good idea with you, of course."

"Hmm...I never considered that. We'll have Uravity try talking to her today."

An Officer entered the office and bowed. "Sorry to interrupt, but I think you should hear this."

"Go ahead."

"Madame Grape was acting a little...strange last night. She wanted me to ask her questions, and when I actually asked her one, she answered it honestly. Her and her Sour Bunch are thieves. And Attila said something weird last night as well. He asked me how she was doing, and then 'so it's begun' when I told him. I'm a bit worried. He told me to be careful in a few nights while going down that hall. Maybe you can get information from her about that?"

Izuku looked to Ochaco.

"I'll try," she said.

Ochaco sat down and waited for them to bring Grape in. She was obviously getting tired of being locked up, because she was actually trying to fight them off of her. They had to use Quirkless Handcuffs to keep her still. They forced her to sit down and left the girls alone.

Ochaco waved "Hello, it's me again. Remember me? I helped you and Dimentio talk recently. Are you okay? You were being kind of aggressive back there."

"I'm fine." She rested her cuffed hands on the table. "So now they brought you in to speak to me?"

Ochaco thought about what the Officer had said. "Do you like...uh...guessing games?"

"I like quizzes, yes. My Sour Bunch actually gave me the name Quizmaster because I go unbeaten in every game!"

Ochaco didn't have the heart to tell her that her Sour Bunch was just probably really bad at quizzes.

"Okay, so I have an idea. If you can guess something about me, I can try and guess something about you. If either of us get three wrong, then we lose."

"What does the winner get? Gold? Unimaginable treasures? A tragedy?"

"Well, I haven't asked yet, but I can see if I can convince the Police Chief to take you out of the Quirkless Chamber."

"I would love that."

"Oh, and if we guess something wrong, we have to tell something about ourselves."

"Alright. Prepare for despair, Uravity! I still go unbeaten, fifteen years strong!"

"I'll go first. You're a band of thieves, right?"

Grape nodded. "Correct!"

"Now you can go. Guess something."

"Your favorite color is pink, correct?"

"Yup, but that was probably obvious, huh? It'll be like me guessing you liked purple and blue..."

"I'm actually wearing this because I hate the color. It's called 'hate wearing.' It's a new fashion statement."

Ochaco blinked. "Wh..."

"Oh, I'm only teasing. Stop taking everything so seriously."

"Let's see...Attila's your first-in-command."

"Mhm. I grew closest to him over the years. If I wasn't given leader, I'm certain he would've! I decided to make him my left-hand man, because we were so close. Did you know he's only three years younger than me?"

"Really? Oh, and if I win...You have to tell me everything about you. Where you came from, what you are, your Quirk, everything. Still sound good? This is the only time you can back out."

"And lose my reputation as Quizmaster? You wish! Alright, let's think here...Based off your height, voice, and face shape...You're school age, aren't you? High school? That must mean Izuku and Froppy are your classmates, how cute. What are a couple of kids doing, running around and catching 'bad guys?' Shouldn't you be studying and obeying your parents?"

"Yes, you're right. But we're heroes, and stopping people like you is what we do." Ochaco placed her hands in her lap, more serious. "So, Madame Grape. Next guess. Your Quirk is called Darkle, right? And it's powerful?"

She nodded. "Extremely powerful. So powerful that, in fact, I'm the only person who can wield it, and survive." She tapped her hands to her cheek. "Alright, my turn again. Your magic makes objects light, or float, but you have to touch them first, right?"

"Woah, you really are good at this. But I need to touch it with all five fingers. And it's draining. Also, it's called a Quirk."

"Same difference. So, a question not in the game, if you were to lose a finger, would it work with four? Like, would it adjust to make it still useable, or will you never be able to use it again?"

"I have no idea, and that's a really creepy and specific question."

"I was just curious."

"Curiosity killed the cat."

"Ah, but satisfaction brought it back!"

Ochaco thought for a moment. "So...My turn. Hm...You like theater, right? I'm getting those vibes from the way you dress."

"Yes. I love a perfect tragedy! A murdered love, a lost war; I would watch any tragedy! I even tried to make my own. Unfortunately, my plans were shut down when I was kicked out of the theater. I'll find another way though." She smiled. "My turn again? My, this is going by so quickly. Let's see here..."

Ochaco saw that when she closed her eyes, her eyelashes did not move with her eyelids. She then glanced down at Grape's body, seeing she had none. She remembered Deku saying she was Dimentio's sister. Could her missing body and his missing arms have a connection?

"Oh, you're a spring child, aren't you? You have that feeling of an early spring all around you!"

She shook her head. "Nope. My birthday's in winter."

Grape jolted. "Wh-I can't be wrong...! I-I'm unbeatable!"

"Don't worry, you still have two more tries! Let's move on. Your body...it's caused by your Quirk, right? Is that the reason there are huge spots of it missing?"

She looked at her dress. "Y...yes. I made it myself..." She seemed a bit awkward talking about the subject. "I was...nothing but a core before. And Rex said I needed to be complete, so I did as I was told. Just as I always did..." She shook it off. "But now it's my turn! I'll bet that your Quirk didn't seem too strong at first, but with enough training you made it incredibly powerful, right? There's always a possibility of a weak power staying weak, but I don't believe that's too common."

"Mhm. But you just said the other wasn't very possible so...That was probably an easy answer." She tapped the table with a finger. "Rex...He's your caretaker? The one who raised you?"

She stiffened. "He...was. But he was...he...used me. He just wanted...my-my power. A-and..."

"You don't need to talk about it if you don't want to."

She looked around. "They cannot hear us in here, right?"

"No," she lied.

"Rex...did manage to use Darkle. It nearly destroyed him. I had to...to..." She sighed. "Let's just move on. This hurts too much to talk about."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought that up."

The game went for a little bit longer, ending with Grape losing because she'd lost her focus after the mention of Rex. Ochaco had stopped asking such personal questions in order to try and help her a bit.

"I lost. I suppose I have to tell you everything now."

"Don't worry about that today. I can tell you're hurting, so we can hold that off for now."

"Are you certain about this decision, Uraraka?"

"Just call me Ochaco. We're friends now."

"Well then, I owe you for your kindness, Ochaco. What could I possibly do to repay you?"

"I can come back in a few days. We can talk more then. We can finish the deal on our game when I come back."

"Alright. Ochaco...You remind me so much of Peach. So kind, so gentle, so...pink." She giggled. "I'm taking a liking to you. I'll see you soon."

She bowed. "Same to you." She left.

A guard entered and tapped her with his baton. "Get up. Time to go back to your room. We fixed the bed too."

"I don't want to go back there. It feels so wrong. I'm alone in that cell."

"Rules are rules, Madame Grape."

He grabbed her and forced her out of the seat. He pushed her forward, out of the room. She looked over her shoulder, making eye contact with Ochaco for just a second before he shut the door behind her. He shoved her inside the cell and closed it quickly.

"See what happens when you are a villain? You're treated with disrespect. You're treated like the monster you are."

"I'm not a monster. I only do this because I need to care for my Sour Bunch."

"They all say that." He left.

She sat down and started trying to break the handcuffs.

"Ochaco left me, Peach doesn't care for me, Rex hurt me..."

They snapped and her hand slammed against the wall. She pulled it back quickly. It'd been cut on a small point created by the uneven brick in the wall.

"Aahh..."

She looked at the cut, which wasn't deep, but it was enough to slice through her glove. A small bit of red fluid dripped from the cut. She touched it with her other hand, it dying the tip of her finger red. She tried to wipe it off, but it just spread the red over both of her gloves.

"What is this? It hurts..."

She licked it off. It slowly came back, this time not keeping its shape and dripping onto the floor.

"Am I dying? This has never happened before...Is it because I'm trapped here? I-I need to get out of here, I need to leave. I need to save my Sour Bunch."

She rested her head on her knees, hand shaking.