I DO NOT OWN TOTAL DRAMA (or mha)

B

B was currently in his bedroom aka his own personal workshop. Whether he was in school or his after school club, he always loved to build. Ever since he was little, he would always be interested in learning, especially learning how to fix problems. He first started with woodshop when he was in middle school, but it just wasn't as exciting as it was over the years. He later moved on to robotics and computers, which kept him more engaged.

What made it even better was the looks of admiration and awe when he showed off his inventions. His parents were very proud of his accomplishments and of the rewards and trophies he brought home from his many science competitions. They even supported him whenever he competed in robot fighting a few times.

Needing a break, B set his tools down and left his room. He headed downstairs on his escalator built staircase he made a year ago. He then went into the kitchen and started making himself a sandwich. He was about to finish until his mother came into the kitchen.

"Oh Beverley, I'm glad I caught you." His mother said with a smile. "Can you take a look at the TV, it's been acting up again."

B rolled his eyes with a frown, but nodded and followed his mother in the living room. He wasn't annoyed about something as simple as fixing a TV, no, what annoyed him was his mother using his real name. He hated his real name because everyone made fun of him and kept reminding him it was a girl's name. Which is why he made sure everyone called him B, even though he hardly ever talked. The weird thing was that sometimes he felt the powers that be did everything he could from speaking.

After a few minutes, B gave his mother a thumbs up and she turned on the TV. She was able to play the concert of her favorite singer.

"Thanks son." His mother smiled at him. She turned the volume up which actually bothered B a little but his mother didn't think it was that loud. He left her and was about to head back upstairs when he heard his fathers voice.

"Hey son!" His dad called out. "Come into the garage, I'm having car trouble."

B sighed and headed into the garage to help his dad. Normally, he enjoyed auto shop work with his father but right now B had a lot of unfinished work in his room. He needed to get this over with quickly, which he knew he would.

After helping his father, he finally left the garage and was about to head upstairs until his mother called him again from the couch.

"Beverly, make sure you leave the door open upstairs." His mom said, not taking her eyes off the TV. "Let some air in so it doesn't smell in there."

B lowered his head but just nodded, not wanting to argue with his mother. He went back upstairs and as promised, he left his room opened. But that turned into a disadvantage because he could fully hear his parents downstairs cheering and singing along to the loud concert. It was really getting on B's nerves because he couldn't concentrate.

So he got up and out of his room, shutting his door and pacing back and forth. He leaned against his closed door and was getting a headache from the loud noise, wishing it would all just stop. He breathed through his nose and out of his mouth to try to relax, opening his eyes which were rolled back for only a second.

He let out another breath but this time, something changed. He watched as a clear wave rushed out of his body like a dome and passed through the walls. He looked around but nothing happened, he didn't see or hear anything different. In fact, he didn't hear anything at all. The loud noises that were bothering him earlier were just gone.

He headed downstairs to see what was going on, but he stopped in the middle of the staircase when he saw his parents. They were opening their mouths and trying to shout out, but nothing was coming out. There wasn't even any noise coming out of the TV, and it wasn't even off. B then looked down at his feet and realized something else. He stomped on one of the steps he was on several times and there was no noise coming from it. His own foot wasn't even making any noise, it was like every sound in the house was on mute.

His mother was panicking, she rushed over towards the front door to call out for help. She unlocked the door and the moment she opened it, all the sound came back.

"Hello!" His mother yelled out. She was surprised that her voice finally came back, and his father was even more surprised when the TV was playing loudly again.

"What the-" His father stopped himself when he realized his voice was back. He started saying random things. "Hello, hi there, 12345, whooooaaa."

B watched as his mother came back in and slammed the door.

"What just happened?" His mother asked, approaching her husband. "It was like I was deaf something."

"That wasn't just you." His dad added. "I couldn't hear anything either."

His parents were both shouting at each other, trying to figure out how it all happened. Meanwhile, B just looked down at his arms in wonder and a little bit of fear. He headed back upstairs and into his room, closing the door behind him. He wondered what that wave of energy was and how he did it, could one of his experiments have done this to him? He already knew what specific things he did to trigger this, he just needed to repeat the process to understand the process. So he took a deep breath and began the work.

B

Quirk: Mute

He can release a field of energy that cancels out the noise of anything in any room he's in. However, the room has to be closed off so if there is an open window or door, the power will cease.