Chapter Text
Izumi woke up to the sound of pots and pans banging together.
Literally.
"DEEDEE! ZUZU! IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP!! GRANMA SAID TO GET YOUR BUTTS OUTTA BED AND EAT BREAKFAST!"
Izumi was on the floor due to Eri's... unique method of waking others up, her blanket that was previously covering her on the floor beside her and her pillow in front of her in her previous feeble attempt to throw it into the noise maker. Her eyes were wide open, still in slight shock because of the wakeup, and her ears were twitching in all directions listening for any more danger.
Seeing Eri in front of her, with a pot in one hand and a pan in the other, the older girl quickly pieced together what woke her up, her smile carrying a slight frustrated undertone.
"Erina Midoriya, what the heck were you doing?!"
Eri then proceeded to look at her with a look that could only be described as 'duh', her lower lip slightly pouting and one of her eyebrows lowered. "What does it look like i'm doing? I'm waking you up so we can all eat together!"
"Couldn't you just shake us awake?!"
The white haired 5 year old tilted her head in a cute way."But where's the fun in that?" She said with a pout. Izumi couldn't stay mad at her.
With a sigh, the older girl stood up and went to the still asleep Dabi, who had yet again been sleeping on the floor.
She gently kicked him in the ribs. "Wake up. C'mon. I need to eat and i'm going to starve if you don't get up." He turned opposite of her and muttered a 'then starve' as he buried his head in his hands to shield his eyes from the light.
Izumi wasn't impressed.
She summoned her staff and put the microphone end to Dabi's head.
An airhorn noise was heard, followed by the sound of Dabi jumping up and running away from her, only for his face to collide with the wall with a solid 'THUMP!'
Both Eri and Izumi face palmed. This was going to be a long day.
──────────────
Eri was on the couch, raspberry cereal in her hands, some dribbling down her chin and watching the TV. Izumi, on the other hand, was eating boiled eggs on toast, elegantly sliced and a generous cup of cappuccino next to it on the little plastic yellow tray on the coffee table.
Meanwhile Dabi was straight up eating bread on the floor like a peasant.
"Shooooo," the little white haired girl started, mouth full of cereal, "wha' awe whe gon' do t'day?" She finished, mouth still full of the most sugary breakfast known to man. Izumi, eyes closed as she enjoyed her toast, nibbled a bit before speaking.
"Eri, don't talk with your mouth full, dear." The red eyed child swallowed so much that she looked like she was from a cartoon, after which she repeated herself, this time with understandable words coming from her mouth. "What are we gonna do today?"
"Well, i was thinking about-" the teen was cut off by a knock at the door. All three of them looked at eachother, confusion etched onto their faces as to who would be knocking this early in the morning.
Izumi got up from her spot, not noticing Dabi trying to steal a little bit of the sliced eggs only for his hand to be slapped away by Eri who was still looking at the TV with her mouth full again, and went to see who was there at this hour.
She slowly opened the door, and her facial expression went from confused to pleasantly surprised in a millisecond.
Mirio was waiting at the door, bag full of what she assumed to be snacks by her sence of smell in one hand and... flowers in the other? They looked like daisies.
The grin on the blond's face was sheepish, but she could see it in his eyes that he was worried. She didn't like that. But nonetheless, she smiled as bright as she could, which wasn't much but she was trying, and greeted one of her dear friends at the door. "Mirio! Hello, hello! What a pleasant suprise seeing you here, my dear friend! What seems to be the problem?" She said in her cheery announcer voice. His expression softened, going to sheepish to fond. Then it got a hint of worry.
"I came here as soon as i heard what happened. All Might told me, and Dabi called and filled in bits and pieces of what he knew." He paused, seemingly in thought of what he was going to say and choosing his words carefully. Izumi watched him with slightly wide eyes, which to him looked tired then usual. "I was worried, Izumi. That was so, so dangerous. I'm not dumb and i know what you can do, but that doesn't mean you need to do it." There was silence. "I hate it when you get hurt." Izumi had the barest hint of a sad smile, eyes downcast and burning holes into the floor. He was looking at her with sadness and worry, eyes half lidded and mouth pressed into a thin line.
"... If i promise to try to be more careful, would you worry less?" She asked in a quiet voice. He chuckled. "I'm going to worry no matter what, but that's a start at least." He rubbed the back of his neck, a nervous tic he seemed to pick up in the time they have known eachother. Suddently, Eri came out, bits of cereal and milk atound her mouth and a look in her eyes that meant either no one was sleeping in the next 24 hours or she was gonna crash harder than anything else.
"Mimi! What're you doing here? Are those snacks?!" She rambled, taking the bag and going inside faster than light. The the teens at the door looked at one another and srarted giggling, all tension from before seemingly forgoten.
"Wanna come inside? There's food. So get your ass over here and accept my friendship."
"On it," the blond replied in a chuckle as he went inside with her.
The door closed.
──────────────
"Double shell defense motherfucker!" Izumi yelled as she held up both middle fingers at Dabi, who was now furiously throwing his game controller on the ground and began chasing the girl, who in turn started running away from him and going around in the entire appartment. There were footsteps on the ceiling.
Mirio shook his head as he unplugged the game console. "Mario Kart was a mistake."
"Tell me about it," replied Eri.
Izumi ran behind the tall blond as a futile attempt at escaping and surviving the wrath of Dabi, who could have as well have had the flames from the 9th circle of Hell in his eyes. The taller of the boys let out a loud sigh, an example of being done with someone's shit. "Alright alright, break it up you two, break it up."
The green haired girl looked from behind him to see a calmed down Dabi, though not without receiving the meanest glare she has ever seen. And that's saying something, considering she knows Bakugo, who's probably fueled by anger, sustained by hate and powered with violence.
The blond turned around to make sure the little green demon wasn't hurt and then flashed a smile as to reassure her. A bit of pink dusted both of their cheeks.
Dabi turned around to make vomiting noises.
──────────────
Mirio was putting the head of their paper mache piñata Eri wanted to have in her room onto the neck, the glue still dripping from some places and colour and other unknown substances staining his hands, his shirt and, somehow, his hair and face. "IT'S ALIVE! IT'S ALIIIVE!" He dramatically exclaimed.
This caused positive reactions from his friends, mostly Izumi, who had a red face from laughing so much, and Eri, who was full on giggling, all the while Dabi rolled his eyes, though his smile was fond.
──────────────
"So. Who broke it?" The greenette said as she pointed to the broken plate on the floor. "I'm not mad, i just want to know."
The group was quiet. The cheerier of the two guys decided to speak. "It was me, i broke it, I'll pay for it-" "-no, no ya didn't."
A little while later...
Deer Gorl posted a video in The Three Musketeens
Deer Gorl: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at eachother's throats
CB: Oh wow
──────────────
"Well, guys, it's been nice seeing ya. I had fun today."
The three guests stood outside the door of the apartment, Dabi giving a sleeping Eri a piggyback ride, and Mirio, who's hands were carrying a box filled with leftovers from the all-you-can-eat buffet that Inko Midoriya called a lunch that the woman practically threatened him if he didn't take it.
"Eh, same to you too, midget." The scarred man bantered back. This caused the girl to smile. "Hasta la vista, asshole. Make sure she doesn't get you to burn the table to ashes again." "That was one time and you know it." "Sure i do."
She turned to the other hero-in-training. She smiled a real, genuine smile. "It was real nice hanging out with you again Mimi. Gonna see you soon?"
The guy gave a small chuckle. "Probably not, considering i need to train a lot. But I'll call you whenever im free. That ok?" Small pink dusted her cheeks, almost unnoticeable, and she gave a small grin. "Perfect.Bye!" "See ya." "Bye Zu!"
She closed the door and leaned her back on it. Her ears were pinned against her head, a starstruck look on her face.
I'm happy. I'm safe.
She started walking further into the apartment to clean up the mess they made.
His hair shines like gold. And he has a nice smile.
She stopped in her tracks.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh no.