A/N: Just a gentle reminder: unless I say otherwise, requests are open now and forever for this story.

Even before they'd fallen in love with each other, Deku and Todoroki knew that there was no such thing as an ordinary day in their lives, and today was another reminder of that. Recently, a mysterious individual known only as the "Motorway Murderer" had been running down random young women in his car, a Tuxedo Black 1968 Chevy Impala SS with chrome exhaust pipes on the sides. He offered to turn himself in to the police, but on one condition: somebody had to beat him in a drag race. No one dared to challenge him…that is, until Todoroki took him up on it.

Truth be told, she had quite a bit of anxiety about doing so, but Deku had faith in her and promised to love her no matter what, so here she was at New England Dragway in Epping, New Hampshire, driving her Oldsmobile Ninety-Eight Regency. Despite her anxiety, she was reasonably convinced of her success, for she'd installed a supercharger on her car's 455 Rocket V8. Thus, here they were on the starting line, facing the Motorway Murderer, whose identity was obscured by a black full-face racing helmet. Todoroki got some chills down her spine as she turned and saw the madman looking at her. Noticing this, Deku put a hand on her shoulder.

"You've got this, Shoko."

Todoroki looked over at Deku's smiling face and nodded. After a brief burnout between both cars, they pre-staged before staging. Within half a second, the Christmas tree went green for both lanes, and the race was on. Despite Todoroki putting her foot to the floor, it looked as though the Impala might have the advantage at first. However, Todoroki's raw determination meant that she kept the pedal firmly to the floor, and about halfway down that quarter mile, the Oldsmobile overtook the Impala, and soon enough, Todoroki and Deku had proven victorious. The crowd went wild for them, applause tearing through the air. However, as they pulled away from the track, it became clear that the Motorway Murderer was unwilling to hold up his end of the bargain, for he gave Todoroki's Oldsmobile a bump on the rear end.

"Deku, I don't think we're clear yet!"

"Keep driving! I've got an idea!

Todoroki kept driving, ending up on Route 101, while the Motorway Murderer kept following them. Once they got out onto a nice, straight stretch of freeway, Deku cranked down his window, unbuckled his seatbelt and climbed up out the window.

"Deku, what are you doing!?"

"Keep driving! I got an idea!"

Using the window sill as a platform, Deku jumped up into the air and…

"DETROIT SMASH!"

Deku aimed a punch square at the grille of the Impala, which not only connected, but smashed the front end in and caused the car to do a backflip through the air, landing on its rear bumper before ultimately flopping down on its roof. Once the carnage was done, Deku ran over to Todoroki, who'd come to a stop a few yards away from the wrecked Impala, which was leaking gasoline out onto the freeway. Suddenly, while the Motorway Murderer was attempting to clamber out of the wreckage, a spark ignited the pool of gasoline.

"NO!" The Motorway Murderer desperately flailed about as the flames engulfed him. "OH GOD, IT BURNS! IT BURNS! SOMEBODY HELP ME! HELP ME!"

The Motorway Murderer let out a blood-curdling scream, but it was useless: the Impala exploded in a giant fireball and took him with it, while Deku and Todoroki watched.

"Well…we did it," said Todoroki.

Deku nodded. "Yeah. Good driving, by the way!"

"Thank you! You did well stopping the madman, too!"

"Hey, this was a team effort, and I'm happy to have you on my team!"

"Likewise!"

Todoroki gave Deku another hug and kiss, while the New Hampshire State Police and the Epping Fire Department responded to the Chevy conflagration. Another day, another victory for the forces of good.

Criticism is gold. Negativity and nitpicking are pyrite.