Chapter Text
‘Ding-Dong’ The front metal door rang. Mina swiftly open the to see her two besties. The power house couple Eijiro and Tsuyu were standing there. Hardener dressed like messy, green frankstein monster. Frog mutant choose a Forest-witch costume. Two obviously going for tradional monster theme
“Mom, Dad, can I? Can I? Ribbit!” Shouted an their youngest energetic child, the four-year-old Kochi. A pale rudder skin, winter green hair girl. She wore a red frog hoodie, driving goggles and some odd reason two nose plugs. Holding a giant paper red wrapped gift. Excited jump-up and down like a crazy nut-case. Biting her bottom lip in pure unbearable anticipation.
“Geez, as we said there are gift to the Midoriyas. Ribbit.”
“Excuse her Mina, she just want one of Sato Halloween special cookies.” Kirishima rubbing his little girl playdoh like hair. Secretly reaching to steal one or two.
Tyusu long tongue slam the hardener open palm and reIllustrated her point once more. Looking tad grumpy at the two. “As WE said there for the Midoriya! Ribbit.”
Eijirou stumble for a few moment. Being so embarrass his entire face become red like his spiky hair. “... I WAS... JUST MAKING SURE... KŌCHI KNEW YOU WERE SERIOUS! YOU YOUNG LADY, NOT EVEN DADDY!”
No one was buying that crap for a moment. All the girl simply raise an eyebrow dumbfounded. Questioning if wanted take another shot at that.
Mina was regrettable guilty of wanting eat Sato desserts call her kids and her husband over. Sounding absolutely impatient and starving the sugary goodness. “INJA! ICHIREI! MIDORI, YOU TOO!”
Two children race down to the ground. First was a bright neon green blur, followed by a green slime. Finally, Deku tiredly walking downstairs half awake due a long, long day. Loosely dressed up in his typical Spider-Man costume. So exhaust his eyes refuse to stay open.
“Uncle Kar-ish-ma! Aunt Frog-e!” The Young Ichirei happy said races towards his pink monster mother.
Boy, just like Mina or Inja wasn’t actually wearing a costume. Instead utilizing his personal quirks. That darken the eye match Mina and causing iris illuminate emerald. Hair shining shining a lovely Parakeet and Fushisa. Skin switching toward a azure tone. Subsequently the clothes also grow more colorful.
“Gruuur... eek... aallaa...” Spoken the living liquid hidden behind Mina.
Inja remain quiet while attempting hide behind her Mina. Halloween was the night she would actually try being social. Seeing how everything scare was hand wave tonight. Course little child wasn’t even able make proper words yet, just random grumble.
Wrapped inside a plastic dark gray cloak, that harbor a color green and pink button. Blue pupil were a warm sapphire. The light green substance on top seem like hair. Oddly enough child incapable of forming decent hand. Body continuous morph, but kept a semi-resemblance to her dear mother.
“Inja still having vocabulary issues ribbit? I thought sludge-types develop vocal communication by now.” Tsuyu said curiously.
“Yeah... well she getting better at least. Plus Eri mention how Inja a type-three metamorphoser, and it’s difficult for them to stable themselves. Still we’ll get there, eventually.” Izuku said patting his sludge daughter forehead. Which get girl conduct a soft smile.
“Yeah, yeah, but serious can we eat now? Ribbit!” Kochi loud ask squeezing the red box. Jumping around in the middle of the room acting as her costume entails.
“Not yet, Ragdoll be here pick the kids up soon. So let get the holiday photo out the way immediately.” Mina said getting down to her adorable daughter eye level. Gently smile while stroking slimy child hair. Trying come across calmly near nervous child. “Now Inja, we gotta take a quick pic for your big sis Eri. Would you do that for her?”
“Gua...”
Inja nodded and manage to morph a decent smile.
Eijirou offered take the picture, but unfortunately Inja would only let Izuku take the pic. She a cub who prefers following familiar trails. Outright refusing do anything unless she know nearby or doing it. Similar to Eri in the timid manner, Izuku theorized it what crafted their connects.
Once Mina was behind the two kids Mina shouted: “MONSTER SMASH!”
“MONSTER SMASH!” Whole family shouted.
“Me love momma! Me love Dadda!” Ichirei giggled as Izuku instantly lifted him in the air began getting kid fly around. Boy smile was practically the sun. Shinning brighter than night star, more valuable than golden treasure.
”Don’t change Ichirei, your too sweet.” Izuku laugh.
“Me won’t! Me promise!”
They proceed spend a good minute or two enjoying the sugary treats. The delicious cookies were flavor cinnamon pumpkin spice. The yummy orange fluffy cream melt like ice on a mid summer day.
Izuku notice his son, Ichirei wasn’t eating his cookie. Merely left eyeing a white wall. At a few time started giggling randomly. Finding it quite strange enough and question the behavior.
“Oh... me got distracted. Grammy and Grandpa are goofy.” Child giggle pointing at the empty space. Standing there just laughing at the hollow air. All the adults paused, growing a little comfortable. “Grammy really does like sunshine! Right Dadda!”
“...sure...”
Kirishima started feeling an unsettling creep factor. For whatever reason that boy always maintain make a situation... unpleasant. Decided break the cold tension by saying literally any.“So... Hey shouldn’t Ragdoll-“
‘Oh thank god.’ Mina whisper.
“Sorry... I’m late... Has serious anger issues Gekko... twice. Also Kinshu... won’t shut-up about... dragon... stupid dragons! Give me... a moment!” Ragdoll looked exhausted as all hell. Minor ash marks on both cheeks. Her green cat one-piece costume appeared torn in serval areas. Miserably trying to maintain a facade smile. Hand practically clawing at the wood door in frustration.
Four parent eyed the little green car and started rethinking this idea. To have five rampageous, super-powered children trick-or-treat almost unsupervised. Hell, just one of these kid would take ten pros to deal with. Much less a single retire pro, who quirkless taking on the whole pack. In that revelation moment they just had to ask,WHO FUCKING IDEA WAS THIS AGAIN!
“Ragdoll... I... I...” Izuku hesitatingly giving in to that doubt.
“FEAR NOT, I got a adorable guardian looking after us tonight.” Said tilling her head, and pointing a thumb at the distance of a far away building. Whilst pointing an index finger at the silver lit waning crescent moon.
Far distance a bunny theme heroine turning red over how her wife describes her. “God damnit Tomoko...” Muriko growls.
“DON’T WORRY IZUKU! I’LL KEEP THESE KIDS, PUSSYCATS HONOR!” Emerald Woman shouted making cat claws, and growling. Whilst she no longer processed a quirk, she determine to aide however possible. An intoxicating expression that was practically illumining her every word.
X- Half an hour later...
Muriko and Ragdoll were absolutely lost in an unknown section of town. Standing over the charcoal remain of they’re transportation. Phones and car completely demolished. Two woman jaws hang wide open. Trying to connect the dots on how the hell this bullshit happen. Super-powered kids ramming rampantly around.
“Buggies...” Short green woman mutter.
“Not a fucking clue...” Tall rabbit reply bewilderedly. “Wanna call it a night?”
“FUCK NO!” Ragdoll cheeks turn red and puffed. Thin arms stretched down. Looking so cutesy grumpy like. “I PROMISE GIVE THESE KIDS A STELLAR HALLOWEEN DAMNIT! THAT EXACTLY WHAT GOING DO!”
Buffed rabbit a little turn on by the cute gruff present, but tried acting milo. Avert her face make it seem less obvious. “Yeah, well... you better got a plan get it out of this bullshit Pussycat-“ Paused the moment her left buffed leg felt a cold wet touch. Instantly prep beat the shit of the perv stupid enough make a move. “WHAT!”
“Srrra... ggruilll... shhooo...”
However she found the awkward Inja holding a blank piece of paper and pen. Standing by side her energetic colorful ‘twin.’ Four-year-old Ichirei was acting as her translator.
“Inja want autograph, you me sister hero. Me sister too shy to ask.”
“Awww... did you heart skip a beat?” Ragdoll jokes.
“...SHUT THE FUCK PUSSYCAT...” Rabbit growl. Being stunt, her whole body blushed. This was bad, heroine was exposed to her most deadliest weakness. A child love, may it rot in hell. “Please... tell me... you got a plan Pussycat?”
“Of course, Buggies!” Quirkless cat proudly shouted, holding a might thumb. Alas mentally Ragdoll was thinking: ‘FUCK NO.’