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Everything Changed When the Kindergarteners Attacked
Ty Lee: Sorry in advance
Zuko: What did you do to Yoarashi
Aang: She wasn’t apologizing to me
Aang: Also I’m sorry too
Sparky Sparky Boom Man: If you two manage to fuck up my day when you aren’t even here I will kill you
Ty Lee: Don’t worry
Ty Lee: We’re also fucking up Todobroki’s day
Ty Lee: ;p
Bakugou walked over to Todoroki as the class packed up for lunch. Once approaching him, he saw that he looked just as confused as he was.
“Bakugou, Todoroki, stay back for a moment,” Aizawa announced.
“What did you do?” Todoroki immediately asked Bakugou.
“Why the fuck do you think I’m the one who did something?” Bakugou shot back, as the two walked up to Aizawa.
“You both didn’t do anything, but on Friday, you’ll be spending your day off campus,” Aizawa explained. “You’ll be at Masegaki Primary School.”
“The school from our exam?” Todoroki asked. “But why?”
“Heroes and heroes in training do school visits occasionally to both assist schools and to gain popularity. You actually have a project on it if I don’t expel you by your third year.”
“Unnecessarily foreboding but okay,” Bakugou muttered.
“Due to your past with them, the staff specifically asked that you spend the afternoon with Ikoma’s class,” Aizawa finished, ignoring Bakugou’s statement.
“I assume Yoarashi and Camie will be joining us too?” Todoroki asked.
“Shiketsu’s hero classes are all on out of town field trips, leaving you two on your own.”
Suddenly, Camie and Yoarashi texts made a lot more sense.
“Mic will be driving you two there and back and will be supervising as well in case it’s too much. After all, you’re only two first years, and it’s a whole school day compared to your short test,” Aizawa added.
“I can handle them. I’m great with kids, just ask Eri,” Bakugou bragged.
“She called me ‘fucking Half n Half’ when I bumped into her one time,” Todoroki said, wearily.
“Like I said, I’m great with kids.”
Dumb Green Shit: You’re with Todoroki right now, right?
Stupid Blonde Bitch: Where could you POSSIBLY be going with this
Dumb Green Shit: I was just wondering
Dumb Green Shit: Since you’re going to spend the whole day with him and all
Dumb Green Shit: If you could put in a good word for me or something…
Stupid Blonde Bitch: This is NOT what the therapist meant by doing something nice for each other
Stupid Blonde Bitch: Besides, when it comes to you, all Icyhot thinks of is good words
Stupid Blonde Bitch: It’s gross
Dumb Green Shit: PLEEAAASE KACCHAN
Dumb Green Shit: I’ll change your chat name back since you don’t know how
Stupid Blonde Bitch: FINE, jeez
Dumb Green Shit: YOU’RE THE BEST
Dumb Green Shit: Uraraka still thinks you were the one to change my name first
Stupid Blonde Bitch: Does she know she’s friends with a secret demon
Bakugou put his phone away as the two boys found themselves standing in front of a classroom door with Present Mic, dressed in civilian clothes, standing behind them, waiting to be called in.
“May I ask why you’re dressed down right now?” Todoroki asks while they wait.
“You two are the stars today! Can’t have Present Mic distracting those kiddies, now can we?” Mic replied.
“Makes sense.” Todoroki then turned to Bakugou. “I’m surprised you were able to recognize him out of costume.”
As much as Bakugou wanted to respond with, “I’ve seen him dressed down because I had dinner in his own home where he is happily in love with Aizawa and has adopted Eri and Shinsou and who knows how many cats,” he knew Mic would probably kill him where he stood, so he just shrugged and pointed to his teacher instead.
“Ugly moustache.”
“Could’ve left out the ugly,” Mic quietly muttered, looking slightly offended.
The classroom door finally opened, and Ikoma smiled brightly at the two boys. “Come on in! The children are so excited!”
Bakugou and Todoroki entered the classroom, and were immediately greeted with some enthusiastic cheers.
“Five Pee Pee Man!”
“Boombayah!”
Well this was going to be a day.
“I see you all haven’t changed one bit. You’re still loud as hell,” Bakugou said as he surveyed the room. He noticed the kid he spoke to during the exam, sitting with a group of friends instead of alone and off to the side like last time.
“We’re both quite happy to see you all again,” Todoroki says. “Ground Zero here even decided on something fun to do today.”
“Oh, oh, what’s the game?” one girl asks.
“Follow me to the gym and you’ll find out,” Bakugou says, turning to Ikoma. “Can you lead us there?”
“Ah, of course,” Ikoma says, heading out the door and into the halls, everyone following close behind.
“Are you sure we should mess around in the gym instead of outdoors?” Todoroki asks Bakugou. “With their quirks, it could mess up the room.”
“Were you homeschooled?” Bakugou asks in response, earning a nod from Todoroki. “That explains it. Schools that have young kids in it have their gyms decked out to not get fucked up by the brats's quirks. If I blast a wall, there wouldn’t even be a dent.”
“Something tells me you know this for a fact.”
Once they arrived in the gym, the teens stood in front of the kids while Ikoma and Mic sat on one of the benches.
“We’re going to be playing freeze tag, so one of us will be ‘it’ while one of you are also ‘it,’” Bakugou explains. “You all decide while Halfie and I do too.”
“Wait,” Todoroki tells Bakugou as the kids begin to argue. “What’s freeze tag?”
Bakugou was about to berate him, but his eyes landed on Todoroki’s scar and the pieces came together. “It’s just like the game of tag we played in training once, but the ‘it’ person doesn’t change, and whoever they tag has to stay or ‘freeze’ in place until someone else tags them.”
“Can I be ‘it?’” Todoroki asks.
“Fine by m-” Bakugou’s sentence was cut off by the block of ice that surrounded his body and trapped him from the legs down.
“You are not stupid enough to know this isn’t what I meant by freeze!” Bakugou shrieked.
“You’re right, but the pun was too good,” Todoroki laughed.
Bakugou was about to explode the ice when a small hand grabbed his, and he found himself right next to his frozen prison.
“Don’t worry, I got you out!” Bakugou’s saviour said. “I’m Hairo, and I’m it!”
“Okay everyone, go run. When I say go, Hairo and Icyhot are going to start chasing you.”
Bakugou watching the children scatter across the giant gymnasium.
“Three, two, one, GO!”
“Why was that more exhausting than Aizawa’s training?” Todoroki whispered to Bakugou, dragging himself back to the classroom.
“Brats are young, Aizawa is ready to keel over at a moment’s notice.” Bakugou’s explanation seemed to have enlightened Todoroki, as he was nodding along. Once they were back in the classroom, the kids all sat on the carpet and asked the heroes in training questions about what UA is like, what they do in class, and what they’re going to do when they’re older.
Bakugou’s hands crackled as he gave the kids a smug grin. “I’m going to be the number one hero.”
“You’re like Endeavour, then!” The two teens were so transfixed by Hairo’s words, they didn’t notice that the other nearly flinched at the statement. The child continued on, smiling brightly and unaware of the weight of his words. “You both have a hot quirk, and you want to be number one, but Endeavour actually is number one now.”
“Ha, there’s no way I’m like him!” Bakugou announced, finally regaining his composure. “He’s only number one because All Might retired. I’m going to be number one because I actually earned it.” Bakugou sneaked a peek at Todoroki once he finished talking, content at seeing his neutral expression.
“What if Pee Pee Man is number one?” Todoroki teases.
“First of all, it’s Five Pee Pee Man. If you’re going to be a shit at least do it right. Second, the day someone named ‘Five Pee Pee Man’ beats me is the day I kiss Izuku.”
“Looks like I can never be number one then. I’d be worse than a villain if I had Midoriya suffer through something as horrid as that.”
Just as Bakugou was about to give into the children’s cheers and fight Todoroki on the spot, Mic and Ikoma announced that it was time for recess, causing the kids to stampede out the door, Ikoma following them in a hurry.
Mic turned to the boys and gave them a sheepish smile. “Looks like you’re on break now. I’m going to go make sure the little rockstars don’t cause too much of a ruckus.” With that, Mic left the room, leaving Todoroki and Bakugou alone to sit on the carpet.
An awkward silence stretched for a moment before Todoroki finally spoke up. “Thank you, by the way.”
“For what?” Bakugou asks.
“Going with my idea for the kids back at the licensing exam. It meant a lot to me.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes, but kept that information in the back of his head. “Yeah yeah, whatever. Don’t get so damn sappy.”
Bakugou lifted one hand to shove Todoroki’s shoulder with an explosion, but paused, remembering Hairo’s words from earlier, and how it threw him of all people off. If he reacted like that, then he could only imagine how it could’ve fucked up Todoroki, so he lowered his hand back down.
Unfortunately, Todoroki noticed, and looked at Bakugou strangely. “Why’d you stop?”
“What?” Bakugou asked.
“You were going to push me, and then stopped.”
“It’s none of your business,” Bakugou said, crossing his arms.
“Bakugou, I’m not dropping this.” Todoroki moved to sit right in front of Bakugou, not breaking eye contact.
Bakugou hated lying. He found it completely pointless. He’s always thought that it was better to tell the truth and get that shit done with. Would he avoid the truth by saying things like ‘I don’t care’ or ‘none of your business?’ Yes, but he’s never flat out lied before, and he wasn’t going to start with Todoroki of all people.
“During the Sports Festival, I overheard a conversation between you and Izuku,” he explained.
“You eavesdropped on us,” Todoroki deadpanned.
“Yeah, I did,” he admitted.
“That explains why you told me to ignore my own problems during our fight,” Todoroki realized.
Bakugou squinted at Todoroki’s strangely calm demeanour. “Are you not mad?”
“Oh I’m pissed, but I can’t really fight you in here, and I can’t make you forget everything you heard.” Todoroki’s expression hardened as he spoke. “I would be thankful about you not treating me differently, at least until now.”
At Bakugou’s confused expression, Todoroki continued. “You’re thinking that what Hairo said is getting to me, but it’s not. Don’t fuck up our rivalry by thinking I’m too soft and can’t take one of your hits.”
“That’s not what I was thinking,” Bakugou growled. “In and out of battle is different. You can ‘go soft’ or whatever you mean outside of fights.”
“Did your’s and Midoriya’s therapist tell you that.” Bakugou did shove Todoroki at that.
“First of all, I’m letting you be a shit because you deserve it. Second, yes she did, and the two of us are making wonderful progress, so ha.”
Todoroki let out a sigh. “You haven’t tried to do anything about Endeavour, so thanks for that I guess? I’m still going to kick your ass once we get back to UA and-” Todoroki’s phone chiming caused him to sigh once more. “Speak of the devil.”
He pulled out his phone and opened up his messages. Bakugou could clearly see the string of texts from Endeavour as Todoroki simply opened his conversation with him and closed the app.
“You’re leaving him on read? Just tell him to fuck off,” Bakugou said.
“Not responding pisses him off more.”
Bakugou let out a small laugh at that. He could appreciate a little pettiness. “This is hypocritical as fuck coming from me, but I don’t get why don’t just give him a piece of your mind.”
“What do you mean ‘hypocritical?’”
“Did one of those kids tackle you so hard you forgot everything Izuku told you?”
Realization dawned on Todoroki as he awkwardly shifted from where he was sitting. It had been been a few weeks since he and Izuku told their friends the ugly truth, but things went back to normal fairly quickly, which is the last thing Bakugou expected.
After a moment, Todoroki finally spoke.
“I’m pretty sure I took it the worst out of everyone. They all thought I was just being protective over Midoriya, but for that brief moment I thought to myself, ‘great, another one of him.’”
Out of all the reactions Bakugou had gotten, that one stung the most. Todoroki lifted his head and looked into Bakugou’s eyes, his own eyes no longer hardened.
“But then I kept doing the comparisons, and realized that I was wrong there. You’re a stupid teenager who is being held accountable for his actions and knows he fucked up, but Endeavour? He’s a grown ass man who’s had over 20 years to try and fix things. You both are trying to atone for what you’ve done, but I’m much more interested to see your path.”
It was different when Todoroki tells him this compared to anyone else. Aizawa and All Might were supposed to fix things, and Midoriya was the victim here, but Todoroki knows some of Midoriya’s hell and then some. There was a warmth in his chest as he realized a fear he didn’t know he had was dissuaded. His friend didn’t see his father when he looked into Bakugou’s eyes.
He didn’t lose Todoroki.
Todoroki continued on. “Yes, besides the obvious similarities of your past, you have a heat related quirk, you’re brash, you’re trying to be number one, you don’t have the best looking face—”
“That was not necessary at all-”
“—but you’re no Endeavour. I have a lot of words to describe you like driven, volatile, and asshole, but, seeing you right now, child abuser isn’t one of them.”
“Am I supposed to say thank you to that?” Bakugou finally asked.
“I should hope so, considering I just poured my heart out to you.”
“You didn’t call Izuku ugly when you poured your heart out to him.”
“I like him a lot better than you.” Todoroki quickly realized what he said and backtracked. “I mean, I bet others think that too, since you suck. Fuck off, stop looking at me.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes at that. “Thank you, I think.”
“You’re very welcome,” Todoroki replied, regaining his composure. Bakugou sat up and examined Todoroki’s face.
“I never really saw the so called ‘family resemblance.’ Besides,” Bakugou lifts a hand to hover over Todoroki, covering the right side of his face, “This is much nicer to look at.”
Of course, Todoroki had to ruin his one nice and rare compliment by being a little shit like the gremlin that he was.
“Did you just call me hot?”
Bakugou sputtered and whipped his hand down. “No? What the fuck are you talking about?”
“My goodness, Bakugou, how long have you felt this way about me?” Todoroki placed a hand over his heart to try and sell it, but Bakugou could clearly see him trying to hide his teasing smile.
“Literally never, stop being a shit.”
“I prefer simple, personal gestures over being insulted.”
“I’m going back to the dorms while you can go ahead and deal with the children alone,” Bakugou says as he moves to get up.
Todoroki places a hand on his shoulder to keep him down, locking eyes with him. “This is not how joint custody works, Kacchan. We both need to make an effort in this family.”
“You little-”
When the children returned from recess, they were greeted with the sight of Bakugou sitting on the back of a smug looking Todoroki.
“Fun fact, when you’re a hero, you can fight with your hero friends and not get in trouble.”
“Did I just get friendzo-” A hand over his mouth cut off the rest of Todoroki’s words.
After some more tag, lunch, and a terrifying game of Uno (in which the kids helped Todoroki cheat and win, which was some total bullshit), the two boys said goodbye to their small companions, promised to visit again, changed out of their hero costumes and walked with Mic to the car. As they put their costume cases in the car, Mic stopped them both with a sheepish grin.
“So as it turns out, I have to grab something from my agency, so instead of having you two get super bored while I deal with paperwork, you should treat yourself after a hard day’s work.”
Mic reached into his wallet and handed Todoroki some bills. “My treat since you both did so amazing with the kids!”
“When should we meet back?” Todoroki asks.
“It shouldn’t take me too long, but you guys should have some fun. Come back here in an hour!” With that, Mic gave them some quick finger guns, got in the car, and drove off.
“Um,” Todoroki looked from the money in his hands to Bakugou. “Want some ice cream?”
“Can’t you just stick a hunk of ice in your mouth?” Bakugou asks.
“I take back every nice thing I’ve ever said about you. I’m going to shove ice down your throat when we get back.”
Ignoring Todoroki’s threatening flex, the two eventually found an ice cream shop near the primary school.
Todoroki ended up getting mint chocolate chip, and Bakugou had to hold himself back from making fun of the fact that his choice of ice cream matched his crush, completely ignoring the irony of him ordering rocky road.
Instead of sitting in the shop, they got their cones and wandered around the area for a while, eventually pausing in front of a hero merch shop.
“Hold on a second,” Bakugou says, pointing at the Hawks plushie on display. “Pikachu’s birthday is soon. Let me grab that quickly.”
“He’s a fan of Hawks?” Todoroki asks as the two enter the shop.
“More like in love, but you didn’t hear it from me.”
The two split up as Bakugou went to find where the plushies were while Todoroki wandered off elsewhere. He found the doll quickly and went searching for Todoroki, eventually finding him near the keychains.
As he got closer, he noticed Todoroki staring at one in particular. It was a tiny, chibi All Might posing with a giant bowl of katsudon. Looking at the bowl reminded Bakugou of a specific favour. He didn’t know how he could put in a good word, but maybe he could do something else.
“He likes keychains,” Bakugou said, gaining Todoroki’s attention. “He’s been collecting them for a while now.”
“Is that so?” Todoroki mused, slowly taking the keychain off the little hook.
“Yes, it is so, now hurry up and buy it so we can have time to get lost before finding the school.”
While Mic made his way over to the teacher dorms, Bakugou and Todoroki entered the 1-A dorms and walked into the common room. They were immediately greeted by the whole class.
“How was babysitting duty?” Sero asked.
“Went great. We played freeze tag, I got literally frozen by Half n Half, I sat on him later, and we also played Uno and got ice cream after,” Bakugou said.
“That is… a very strange set of events,” Yaoyorozu replied.
“Bakugou also hit on me, I think he’s in love with me,” Todoroki added, causing half the class to burst out laughing.
“I didn’t fucking hit on you! I’m never being nice to you ever again!” Bakugou stomped off towards the kitchen to grab a drink, noticing Midoriya smiling at him and finishing his drink.
“Seems like you two had fun,” Midoriya said. “Since you two were gone, Kirishima and I paired up during training today. It was so much fun, I might steal him from you.”
“Well in that case, I should let you know that your prince charming might be in love with me, so I’m sorry to break the news to you.” Bakugou watch Midoriya’s eyes widen in panic for a moment, before walking up to him and pushing his forehead with his finger.
“Kidding, kidding. I even put in that good word for you, sort of.”
“Sort of?” Midoriya asks warily.
“Don’t worry about it. I even got some advice for you. He prefers simple, personal gestures over being insulted.”
“You two being alone for too long is a recipe for disaster,” Midoriya chuckled.
Later that evening, Bakugou’s homework was interrupted by a knock on the door. He got up and opened it, only to be greeted by the sight Todoroki in his work out gear.
“Midnight agreed to supervise us fight. You got five minutes.”
Bakugou agreed wordlessly, but just as he was about to shut the door to change, Todoroki spoke up once more.
“One more thing, Bakugou.”
“What?”
“Bitch.”
The fucker was so lucky they couldn’t fight in the dorms.
One hour later, if anyone asked Bakugou, he was definitely not coughing up pieces of ice that Todoroki shoved down his throat, deserved or not.