Chapter 29: Bittersweet reunions?

The internships are over, and the girls are back home. Tensei receives the proper care he needs, and Tenya gets the rightful reprimanding he deserves. Recovery Girl is even more impressed, as well as concerned about what has transpired. Meanwhile, a chocolate war zone is unfolding in the Nemuri household, and no one is safe from the chaos.

All in all, don't you just love today's media?


Chapter 29: Bittersweet reunions?

The sound of train tracks reverberated in the air of the train car, a rhythmic clattering that seemed to pulse through the very walls of the compartment. Each jolt and vibration was absorbed by the cushioned seats, which gently rocked in time with the motion.

In the midst of this ambient cacophony, Bubbles was sitting on one of the seats, fully dressed in her school uniform, with her hero suitcase beside her legs. She had wrapped up her internship with Gang Orca and was heading home, taking the route that fortunately, was passing through Hosu. She took the opportunity to communicate with her dear friend Kouda, while she waited.

I am still a bit sad that you got to meet the Wild Wild Pussycats and I didn't. I read about them and they seem cool, granted, I thought they were actually cat heroes -_-'

Bubbles kind of felt like an idiot for thinking that at first. When she was told about the whole internship week, she was chatting with Kouda and when he told her of his choice, she got super giddy about the thought of more animal superheroes in this world. Besides Nezu. It was after Kouda calmly, and awkwardly told her that they were in fact humans dressed in cat themed hero attire. Safe to say that it was a laugh shared between them.

PING

Kouda: It was actually really cool. I was nervous at first, but I enjoyed their company, especially the one I told you about! Who can speak to you through telepathy.

Bubbles could not help but smile at her friend's text. She could almost feel the excitement coming through the phone and that made her glad to see he was getting out there.

PING

Kouda: I hope your internship was also great? You texted me about it some time back, but I understood that you were busy.

Kouda: Are you back home yet? What about your sisters, have you met up with them already?

She read it and was about to respond, when the train made a stop and the train's door opened wide. Two distinct voices were making their way in to the cart.

"…do keep an eye out for Bubbles. Her text said that she would take this train, at this time," Blossom said to Buttercup, as they scanned to slightly packed cart. "Oh, there she is," Buttercup pointed out. They quickly spot their blonde pigtailed wearing sister, waving them over with a bright smile.

They made their way over to the empty seats available from her. "Hey girls," she cheerily greeted.

"Good morning Bubbles," Blossom greeted with a smile.

"Hey, Bubs," Buttercup then tossed over a brown paper bag, that she walked in with, to the blonde sister. "We got you some grab to munch on. Knowing your 'little' appetite and all," she explained with a little smirk.

Bubbles graciously caught the bag, then stuck her tongue out to her second oldest sister. "Thanks, guys," she opened it to find what looks to be two chicken salad sandwiches, a juice box and a blueberry muffin.

"No problem Bubbles. Now, if you two won't mind, I would like to catch a little nap, before we arrive," she said with a small yawn and rest her head on the seat head behind her.

"Whatever, get your beauty sleep," Buttercup said, pulling out her phone to keep herself distracted.

Bubbles took a moment from her food to ask, "Buttercup, I thought that you would have gone with Recovery Girl, or at the very least, been home by now," curious as to why she was here instead.

"Well, Blossom had already chalked up her 'ninja' training with her hero mentor and came over, so Granny, so graciously kicked me to the curb, while she handles whatever medical stuff is at the hospital. Honestly, I am just glad that I am away from that stuffy place," she said with a groan.

"I see," Bubbles nodded, and proceeded to continue eating her food. The rest of the journey was spent in silence, only the occasional questions, here and there but nothing more.

It was Saturday morning at 11:57 a.m., and Mustufa City's train station was bathed in a gentle, golden light. The sun hung high in a sky dotted with wisps of clouds, casting a warm, pleasant glow over the bustling platform. The air was crisp but not cold, with a hint of summer warmth still lingering from the previous day.

Midnight sat on a bench near the tracks, her civilian outfit a stark contrast to her usual hero costume. She wore black-blue skinny jeans and a red, white T-shirt that clung comfortably to her frame and navy blue and black sneakers. Her hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail, and she sported a pair of reading glasses, giving her a more relaxed, unassuming look. She checked her phone for the umpteenth time, her fingers tapping impatiently as she glanced at the screen.

'I hope the girls will be here on time,' she thought, a small frown of concern tugging at her lips. Her usual composed demeanor was tinged with a touch of anxiety as she scanned the arriving passengers, hoping for the familiar faces.

As the clock ticked closer to 12:00 noon, the sound of the approaching train grew louder. Midnight's gaze sharpened with anticipation, and she stood up, her eyes fixed on the tracks. The train rumbled into the station with a deep, resonant sound, coming to a smooth stop before her.

The doors slid open with a soft hiss, and Midnight's heart skipped a beat as she saw the girls stepping out of the train. She gave a soft, relieved 'oh' and took a step forward, eager to welcome the girls back. Coming down from the train were her temporary wards, carrying their suitcases, as they made their way off the platform.

The girls quickly notice their guardian approaching them, surprisingly in normal clothes. They chalk it all up to wanting picking to pick them up. "Hello girls, welcome," Nemuri said with a small smile.

"Hello, Miss Nemuri. Glad to be back," Blossom responded. "Not to sound rude, Miss but, what are you doing here? We thought you would be patrolling?"

"Well, I am going back to work on Monday, such as you will be back at school…" she responded.

"Ugh, don't remind me," Buttercup groaned out.

"I will have to remind you, little missy," Midnight said with a teasing smirk, "Well, seeing as we all had a lot to talk about, I thought it be best to all go home together and rest," she concluded.

"SHE DID IT!" Buttercup and Bubbles instinctually point at their red headed leader, much to her shock and annoyance. De Ja Vu anyone?

Midnight just chuckles at that. "Let's head home, I had prepared something to eat when we get back," she said.

"Alright!" Buttercup fist pumped in the air in excitement.

"Thank you, Miss Nemuri," Bubbles and Blossom thanked the woman, with the former doing so with a warm hug. Nemuri was use to the blonde girl's affections and returned it.

"It's quite alright, dear," with that said, they all leave.


-Hosu Hospital-

Back at Hosu Hospital, Recovery Girl remained on the premises long after her intern had left for the day. Her dedication to her work had her lingering to handle a few final check-ins and assist with rounds in the wards. While many of her colleagues preferred treating children, she found working with older patients, more straightforward and, in her opinion, less of a hassle.

She was meticulously reviewing the last-minute details of the patient reports, her seasoned eyes scanning each document with practiced efficiency. Despite the late hour, she was determined to complete her tasks before heading home, mindful of her responsibilities for the upcoming school day and the looming paperwork she needed to address for her intern.

"Recovery Girl!" her focus was abruptly interrupted when one of the staff nurses called out her name in an urgent tone. Startled, she looked up from her paperwork, her curiosity piqued by the urgency in the nurse's voice.

"Yes, Nurse, what is the problem?" she asked, her voice calm but alert.

"Doctor, we need you in room 304, immediately. It concerns a patient who was presumed to be in critical care," the nurse explained, her urgency palpable.

The word "presumed" caught Recovery Girl's attention, but she didn't dwell on it. She left her desk before swiftly following behind the nurse, her mind racing with concern as she navigated the hospital corridors.

She was drawing close to her destination, "The patient is through here, Miss Recovery Girl," the nurse walked away, leaving the youthful hero to her duties.

In front of the door, it was muffled with voices that she did not recognize. As Recovery Girl reached for the door knob, she entered and was met with a cacophony of worried voices and an unexpected sight: Tensei Iida, now upright and walking, even if a little unbalanced. The room was filled with concerned individuals, including a student she recognized.

Relief and confusion mingled in her thoughts as she stepped inside, taking in the scene before her. The transformation of Iida from a critical state to stable and walking on his own two feet; was both bewildering and shocking.

Tensei Iida's family who had come for a visit, filled the room, their emotions a whirlwind of joy, concern, and confusion. His mother, her eyes glistening with tears of overwhelming happiness, was barely able to contain her emotions as she looked at her eldest son with such happiness; able to walk and not in so much pain. She tried to stifle her sobs, but they continually escaped her, turning into soft, choked cries as she took in the sight of her son walking, albeit a bit unsteadily.

His father, visibly elated, was peppering the hospital staff with questions. His face was flushed with a mix of joy and anxiety as he asked, "Who performed this miracle? How is this possible? What exactly happened? Is my son, finally able to walk now?" His hands fidgeted nervously, clutching at his wife's arm in an attempt to comfort her while seeking answers.

Standing slightly apart was Tenya Iida, his face a mask of shock and regret. The sight of his brother, moving on his own, seemed to both astonish and guilt him. He could barely bring himself to meet Tensei's eyes, his own averted in a mix of awe and self-reproach. His hands were clenched at his sides, his posture rigid as he tried to process the miracle unfolding before him.

Recovery Girl, her professional demeanor unwavering despite the initial shock, took control of the situation. Her voice cut through the chaos with practiced authority.

"What on earth is going on here?" she demanded, her tone a blend of annoyance and professionalism that brought the raised voices to an abrupt halt. Her gaze swept over the scene, assessing the situation with keen eyes.

Before the nurse on call could respond, Tensei Iida made his way unsteadily across the room to Recovery Girl. The effort it took for him to walk over was remarkable in itself, but what followed was even more unexpected. With a deep bow, Tensei lowered his head and addressed Recovery Girl with heartfelt gratitude.

"I cannot begin to show my utmost gratitude for this blessing! Thank you, Recovery Girl," he said, his voice thick with emotion. The sight of him bowing so deeply, especially after having just started walking again, was both surprising and poignant. Recovery Girl maintained her professional composure, though the gesture was undeniably moving.

"Y-yes, well, please sit down, while I look over you further," he quickly dismissed the bow, her focus shifting to the significant development at hand. "It's impressive that you're able to stand and walk already. I am equally intrigued about what could have brought this on," she remarked, her tone firm yet encouraging. She turned to the nurse in the room, "Nurse, please explain," she requested of her.

She nodded, "Y-yes, as I had already explained to the family, when I was tending to Mr Iida's injuries, a few days back, he appeared to be healing nicely, but he was deemed paralyzed from the waist down. I have no prior knowledge of his advanced healing regime or the person who had done it," she properly explained, and Recovery Girl did not take long to properly examine the man. Or to have an idea of who actually did it.

"Well, it is too soon to fully say, not without further testing and a thorough examination…" Recovery Girl took a sigh, "…but Tensei Iida looks to be no longer paralyzed, though I would-" she was cut off before she could say more.

The reaction was immediate. Tensei's mother let out a loud cry of joy, her tears flowing freely as she embraced her husband, who was now actively comforting her; as well as holding back his own joyful tears. The thought of their son being able to stand and walk was too much for them to handle without breaking down.

Tenya remained in his spot, his expression a conflicted mix of awe, great joy, and guilt. He watched his brother from the corner of his eye, with a frozen look, unable to fully engage with the unfolding scene.

Tensei, still struggling to hold back the fresh new tears, and even more so to talk, "I-I can…w-walk?" he asked, his voice trembling with dis and astonishment and belief. "I saw s-someone…a few nights ago," that caught the youthful hero's ears as well as the rest of the others.

Recovery Girl hummed thoughtfully, gesturing him to continue, "It was dark…a-and I thought I was just drowsy from the medication…but I felt the sensation of a light shone on me, the energy pouring in to me was strangely warm and comforting and then I caught a glimpse of a white clothing. But I don't know who they were or why they did this…" he then looked up, he face stained with tears, "but I will forever be grateful to them," he flashed a big tear stained smile.

His voice finally broke, and he choked back tears, clearly moved by the turn of events. "I am so glad, my family were here to see it."

Recovery Girl nodded, her face thoughtful as she absorbed the details of Tensei's account. The room was filled with a mix of relief, joy, and an undercurrent of residual tension as the family continued to grapple with the miracle that had occurred.

"Recovery Girl, please. We must speak with the hero at this hospital who did this wonderful act," it was the husband who spoke up, trying his best to not crack his voice on speaking.

"Yes, yes, let us discuss everything else outside," from the corner of her eye, she could see a person who needed to take his own medicine as well, "Nurse, please inform the doctor tending to Tensei's case, that his patient will need a thorough neuromuscular examination. If the results are variable with my own, then he can take it from there," the nurse nodded and left. "The parents and I will have a short chat. I leave you here with your brother, while we are gone," the youthful hero announced, not giving Tenya enough time to find a way out.

The room remained a heavy silence, broken only by the subdued sounds of Tensei's breathing and Tenya's shuffling. It was as though the world had narrowed to just the two of them, the clamor of the outside and the voices of the other people fading into the background.

"Are you not happy that I am all right?" Tensei's voice, cut through the heavy silence in the room.

Tenya's eyes shot up, wide with shock. He stammered, trying to find his voice amidst the overwhelming rush of emotions. "T-Tensei…I-I…"

"Because you haven't said a single word to me since you arrived and saw me walk. Actually, it was after I started walking, is when you completely closed away from me. So, tell me…" Tensei's eyes turned to his brother, filled with pain and concern, bore into Tenya's own, "…are you okay?"

Tenya's composure shattered. He sank to the floor, shaking uncontrollably, his voice breaking with every word. "I…I am happy, brother. More than I can even say. But I… I can't even look at you. I don't feel worthy to…"

Tensei's brow furrowed, confusion replacing the initial hurt in his expression. "What are you talking about?"

Tears started to stream down Tenya's face as he struggled to get his words out, his voice cracking under the weight of his guilt. "I tried to get revenge on the Hero Killer, for what he did to you. I was so focused on that… I didn't even notice he was about to kill another hero," it was like a raging storm came out, when Iida said that, "I… I was so consumed by my anger that I didn't see the danger around me. My classmates had to come in time to save me. If they hadn't… if they hadn't… I could have… I might have…"

The words tumbled out of him, his sobs growing louder, each breath a gasp for air as he wrestled with his remorse. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…"

Tensei's eyes were filled with a fierce, emotional storm. He shook his head in disbelief. "You idiot…"

The cruel words cut Tenya deeper than any physical blow ever could. Before he could react, a powerful punch landed squarely in his stomach. The impact left him gasping, clutching his midsection as he struggled to catch his breath.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Tensei's voice was a roar of frustration, his fists trembling with anger. "You tried to take down the Hero Killer alone? What were you doing?!"

Tenya could barely speak through his pain, looking away, his face flushed with shame. "I… I was angry. I felt like I had to do something for you. If I didn't…"

"You almost got yourself killed!" Tensei's voice cracked, his fury interlaced with raw emotion. "And worse, you put your friends in danger too! I told you to stay away from that man!"

"I know my mistake, brother! I didn't mean for any of this to happen!" Tenya's voice was a desperate plea, his eyes squeezed shut as he braced for another blow. But instead of another punch, he felt a strong grip on his arm.

Tensei pulled Tenya into a tight embrace, his own body trembling with suppressed emotion. "You stupid…" Tensei's voice was strained, barely above a whisper. "Don't you ever scare me like that again. I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you. I'd be lost without you."

The sincerity and anguish in Tensei's words broke Tenya further. His tears flowed freely now, his body wracked with sobs as he clung to his brother. "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean to…"

Tensei held him tighter, his own tears falling as he murmured into Tenya's hair, "You're my brother. I need you to be safe. I can't… I can't bear the thought of losing you. Please, just promise me you won't do something like that again."

"I promise," Tenya choked out between sobs, his voice barely audible. "I promise."

They stayed like that for a long while, enveloped in each other's warmth, the tears and anguish slowly giving way to a fragile sense of relief. Tenya was still guilt-ridden, but having his brother alive and well, before him. It made his past choices, appear even more foolish now.

After nearly an hour, Recovery Girl had managed to divert the parents' questions and requests to see and thank the hospital staff member who had healed their son. It was only after they finally complied (the family could be quite stubborn) that they left, with Tenya as well. Recovery Girl couldn't help but notice the boy's more relaxed demeanor and his prominent, red, puffy eyes.

After dealing with the Iida family, Recovery Girl set off to make a phone call.

The phone rang twice before the person on the other end finally picked up. "Chiyo, good afternoon. I hope there's no reason for concern?" Nezu asked.

"Just wanted to let you be the first to hear the news before it gets out tomorrow," she said calmly, knowing full well that the chimera would have a field day. She understood that the principal had taken an interest in these three girls; she didn't know why, only that they seemed quite unique. And they were, in more ways than one.

"I see…"


-Sunday afternoon, at Midnight's house-

The girls were all gathered in Blossom's room, working on their assignments and studying together. Blossom sat at her desk, her hair down, wearing a white T-shirt with a red heart on it, pink pajama pants, and fuzzy slippers. Buttercup, situated on the bed, wore a camouflage green shirt and black baggy shorts. Bubbles was seated on the floor, dressed in an ombre blue shirt and a pair of pink floral skorts.

"Blossom, can you explain to me, how to solve this math equation?" Bubbles asked, visibly frustrated by her work.

Blossom stood-up, and walked over to her sister and crouched down to better examine the problem, "Hm, I see. Well, you need to use the distributive property first. Let's say you have an equation like 3(x+4)3(x + 4)3(x+4). You'll need to distribute the 3 to both terms inside the parentheses. So it becomes 3⋅x+3⋅43 \cdot x + 3 \cdot 43⋅x+3⋅4, which simplifies to 3x+123x + 123x+12. After that, you can combine like terms or solve for xxx if needed."

Bubbles nodded thoughtfully, trying to wrap her head around the concept. Blossom continued, "Once you've done that, just follow the standard steps for solving equations: isolate the variable, combine like terms, and solve for xxx. Do you want to try solving one with me?"

Bubbles eagerly accepts the offer, "Yes, please! The math here is sooooo hard!" she groaned in frustration.

Blossom gave Bubbles a reassuring smile, "It's not so hard, once you get the hang of it," she was met with the sound of blown raspberry from her other sister. "Easy for you to say, brainiac. This stuff is like child's play to you," Buttercup said as she rolled her eyes, looking away from her own studies.

"I wouldn't say that, Buttercup. If you need some help with your work, you know you could always ask," Blossom offered.

She groaned, "What I need is to take a break before these books become the death of me," she exclaimed dramatically, tossing the book away from her as she groaned in to the pillow.

"I wouldn't mind a little rest too, my poor little head is aching," Bubbles added, holding her head as she feigned hurt.

Blossom playfully sighed but looked over at the clock, seeing that it was quarter to three and realized that they had been studying for three hours straight. She turned to them, "Okay, okay. We do need a break, as even I as your own "robot sister," need a recharge," saying that, she shut her book, much to the excited cheers of her other two sisters.

She stood up, "Come on girls, I made a big batch of brownies and left them in the fridge," that ensued some surprised faces.

"When did you make brownies?!"

"And how come we didn't smell it?!"

"Oh please, girls. You two know how you are with chocolate, I couldn't risk you fiends, to even catch a whiff of it. That's why I cooled it down before hand," she let out a puff of her ice breath to empathize her point. That was met with a glare and a pout from her sisters.

As they made their way downstairs, the aroma of some rich chocolaty bake goods permeated the air. Blossom was a little bit surprised at a familiar smell coming from the kitchen. All too familiar as well.

"What the-AH?!" the girls were shocked to see that Nemuri was at the dining table, helping herself to none other than the plate of brownies; remaining with only one in her hand.

Nemuri was blissfully indulging on the chocolate morsels, unaware of the three pairs of eyes, bugging out at her.

"HOW COULD YOU?!" the collective scream, startled the R-rated hero, dropping the brownie to the plate. When she turned around, she looked like a deer caught in headlights, "G-girls…ah…w-what are you doing h-here?" she did her level best to not crack under pressure. It was not panning out well.

"Well, we were going to take a break from studying, with some of the brownies I baked some while back," Blossom's tone was calm, which was more unnerving than Buttercup's growls, as they got dangerously louder.

"O-oh, is that so…well I-I just thought these were-"

"GET HER!" Buttercup declared, charging at their guardian with unbridled anger.

Nemuri had no other choice, she leaped up away from the kitchen counter and attempted to evade the incoming onslaught. Blossom and Buttercup charged at Nemuri, their cries of outrage echoing through the kitchen. The scene turned into a comedic frenzy as Nemuri, with exaggerated agility, darted around the seating room, flipping chairs, and narrowly avoiding the wild swipes of her pursuers. Blossom tried to lasso her with a tablecloth, while Buttercup hurled cushions in a futile attempt to trap her.

Nemuri's frantic zig-zagging across the room included a series of slapstick maneuvers: she slipped on a stray napkin, slid under the dining table, and even narrowly avoided getting tangled in a curtain. As she slipped and slid, she occasionally let out desperate yelps of, "Please, let's talk this out!" and "I promise I'll make it up to you!"

Buttercup finally managed to tackle Nemuri to the ground, pinning her face-down with a satisfying crash, giving out an "Oomph" sound. Blossom stood over them, her arms crossed, eyes blazing with a mix of fatigue, fierce determination and something akin to an enraged chocolate lover's aura.

"WHY THE HECK DID YOU EAT ALL OUR DELICIOUS BROWNIES?!" Buttercup demanded, her voice a thunderous growl as she pressed Nemuri's face into the floor.

Nemuri, with her face squished against the ground, managed to mumble in between apologies, "I-I'm sorry! They were just so good! The texture was perfect, and the chocolate was so rich... I couldn't help myself. And then I thought, 'Just one more,' and before I knew it, I was—"

Blossom, clearly agitated, clapped her hands together with a mock rumble of thunder. Her voice dropped unnaturally deep as she growled, "WHAT HAPPENED?"

The two on the floor froze in terror, their eyes wide. Nemuri's voice quivered as she explained at lightning speed, "IamsosorrybutIcouldn' ,Icouldn'tstop.I justkepteatingand eating, —" She gulped, her eyes darting nervously. "Honestly, I blame you, Blossom! You made so many brownies; those six brownies tempting me, it was impossible to resist!"

Buttercup screeched in indignation, "You ate all six brownies by yourself?! Why, I oughta—"

Blossom, equally shocked, interjected, "Six brownies? No, I made a baker's dozen!" The room fell silent as everyone's ears perked up at the sound of a satisfied gulp coming from the kitchen counter.

In disbelief, the three females turned to see Bubbles, casually polishing off the last brownie on a new plate, with a glass of milk. Bubbles, with a blissful smile, "Sorry, girls, all gone," finished off her treat and said nonchalantly, staring at her sisters.

"BUBBLES!" The three other ladies shouted in unison.

Bubbles looked up, her cheeks full and her eyes innocent. "What? I knew you were making brownies and waitec till after you went to blow the smell away. I just had to bide my time and hide the rest. Guess the smell lingered too long and attracted Miss Nemuri in."

Nemuri, was standing there, looking mortified and strangely impressed at the girl's planning, no matter how devious it was. While Blossom, sighed in defeat. "You know what, I blame myself. There are four females in this house, and I made a batch of brownies. What did I expect?" she slid a hand over her face in tiredness.

Midnight, interjected again, "Well, if it makes you feel any better, those brownies were some of the best I've ever had, and—"

She was cut off by the deathly stares from the red and raven haired girls. "R-right… I have no standing in this, huh?" she mumbled, backing down.

Suddenly, Blossom's phone buzzed, and she glanced down, her eyes widening. "Girls…" she said, her voice barely containing her surprise.

Buttercup was now rummaging through the fridge, searching for any remaining chocolate, while Bubbles whimpered, nursing a blow to the head from Buttercup; step one of payback. "What is it now?" Buttercup grumbled, her voice muffled by the fridge door.

Blossom's face lit up with a mix of surprise and joy. She just held up her phone to the others to read

They all turned their attention to read the message on her phone, "In surprising news, our reporters have just informed me, that the Pro Hero: Ingenium, has said to have made a miraculous recovery and is presumed to be up and walking. It was found out, that he was just discharged from the hospital and sources tell me us that he had recovered just yesterday. No one knows the nature of the quirk or medical professional residing at Hosu Hopsital that was able to perform such a feet. More news to be brought, later…"

The room fell silent as the good news sunk in. Nemuri was both overjoyed and confused at it, then she remembered of what was written, giving the hero a good idea of who's "quirk" was responsible. Her eyes, now laced with suspicion, glanced at Buttercup. She had a feeling that she had a hand in this, while Blossom and Bubbles shared a knowing look as well. All three females now had turned their gaze toward Buttercup, who was chomping on a large, leftover dark chocolate bar with a cocked-eyebrow "What?" expression.

Midnight spoke up, hands on her hips and a quizzical look on her face. "Do you have anything you wish to say, young lady?"

Buttercup looked from Nemuri to her sisters, then shrugged nonchalantly. "Meh, don't you just love the media and its work ethic?" she said, trying to appear unfazed, and quickly dashed away.


Author's Notes:

I wanted to heal Tensei. I just wanted him to at least give Tenya a proper bashing (that punch was warranted, lol), as well as reprimand him properly for his actions. I was inspired by "A Waterbending Quirk" and developed a fanon thought, wishing Tensei could actually be like that.

Thank you to the fanfiction for the inspiration.

Tensei saw Buttercup's little nurse's outfit—or at least somthing. While he will never know his mystery saviour, he will forever be grateful for their blessing. I don't know if I will bring him back for any future chapters, but for now, he is set.

This started as a serious fic but turned into a crackfic, lol. I enjoyed the last scene immensely. NEVER, EVER MESS WITH A GIRL AND HER CHOCOLATE… or with a fanfiction writer who will come after you if you stand in my way. Grrrr.

I want to take this opportunity to thank everyone—I've just seen that I got 10k hits on Ao3 and over a hundred and forty followers/favourites on ! YAY! I am truly honored that people liked my work enough to read it and stay with me. I know the show will end next week, but I hope you won't abandon this work.

Thank you guys, once again. You all are truly great.