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The sun rays illuminated the vast backyard of the Midoriya-Bakugou backyard. The yard in question was large and surrounded by a fence, meaning no one on the outside could see in. . It was perfect for a small family of five who had two younger children who loved the outdoors. It gave a sesne of protection for the two mothers in the household, even though the fence was made of wood and a villain could easily knock it down (not to mention their eldest son, who did so often). There was only one large tree that provided shade from the summer heat, and that was were two young boys were sitting.
Bakugou Katsuki, a boy of strong resolve and the ability to destroy anyone in his way, had his arms tucked behind his head as he napped against the tree, silently listening to his little brother’s erratic writing. It was okay for a while, but it slowly began to grate on his nerves.
He peaked an eye open at the green haired boy. “What the fuck are you writing now, shitty nerd? It’s summer vacation!”
Midoriya Izuku, a boy of heroic intent and the ability to cry on command, did not stop writing, too wrapped up in his thoughts. He barely registered his brother’s question until a small explosion was let off by his right ear and he yelped.
“Kacchan!” Izuku whined, pouting at his notebook that now had a large pencil streak through it. “You ruined it.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes at the childish nickname. “Answer me the first time, then, and I won’t wreck your shit.”
Izuku remained pouting but knew that this was just how Katsuki was. He offered his notebook to the blond, practically shoving the entire thing in his face. Katsuki went slightly cross eyed trying to read it.
“I was analyzing Tenchan’s Quirk!” Izuku grinned before continuing. “With the engines in his legs making them his strongest point, considering there is literal metal in his legs, using them as a weapon would be smart, but I was thinking: what if he’s fighting someone who can counteract that speed and turn it against him? He would need stabilizers! Oh! And if he had something that could help him stay balanced while taking sharp corners, he could chase down villains super easily! Especially if-”
“Deku, it’s summer.” Katsuki deadpanned. “Why are you doing more work?”
It was an unnecessary question, of course. Both boys were fully aware of how deep Izuku’s fascination with Quirks ran in his blood.
Izuku tapped his pencil against the paper, his brows furrowed in concentration as he mumbled to himself about “compression ratio” and “volumetric efficiency”. Katsuki let himself sigh, already dreading Izuku’s line of thought.
“But what if we could replicate his speed?” Izuku muttered before sitting upright and whipping his torso around to face Katsuki. “Kacchan! Guess what we’re doing today?”
“No.”
“We’re gonna- “
“Hello, Izuku. What is going on today?”
Izuku stopped to face the new voice coming from the gate. He smiled widely as he spotted their next-door neighbour, Todoroki Shouto, enter the backyard. “Shochan!” He jumped to his feet and raced over to embrace the taller boy. Shouto let out a slight “oof” as Izuku contacted his chest but remained on his feet. His heart beat wildly in his chest at the close proximity and he could feel his cheeks steadily redden.
“Hey, Squirts.” Todoroki Touya, the eldest of four, ruffled Izuku’s hair. “Tenko home?”
Izuku nodded and pointed to one of the windows. “In his room. I think he’s playing- “
“FUCK YOU, BOWSER!”
Touya hummed in acknowledgment, a fond and tired smile on his face. He gave a two-finger salute before heading into the house, hopefully being able to calm teh teenager down. Izuku turned back to Shouto, his brain flying millions of miles an hour as he tried to sort his thought into a tangible sentence.
“I’m so glad you’re here, Shochan!” Izuku bounced on his feet and Shouto felt his heart stop for a second. “We’re gonna replicate- “
“Bakubro!” Wild red hair entered through the gate, accompanied by a shark-toothed smile. The boy in question had a bandanna keeping the hair out of his face and his eyes instantly locked on to the explosive blond as he bounded his way over to him.
Katsuki crossed his arms over his chest. “Shitty Hair.” He said, in lieu of an actual greeting.
“I got your text and came straight over.” Kirishima Eijro’s smile could rival Izuku’s. The boy in the bandanna held up his cracked phone screen for Katsuki to read. The only problem was, Katsuki sure as hell did not text his best friend to come over because he was doing something ‘super duper fun!!!!!!’
Katsuki's eyes narrowed in his brother's direction. Izuku sheepishly held up Katsuki’s phone in his hand. Katsuki felt sweat building in his palms and he raised them threateningly. “Deku!”
Izuku was off like a bullet, getting chased by his enraged brother around the backyard. Izuku found a safe zone when he heard the gate open a final time and a loud “Greetings!” echoed throughout the yard.
“Tenchan! Save me!”
Iida Tenya looked around in confusion for the threat, ready to kick whatever was intending to harm his friend, until he laid eyes on Katsuki, who was literally steaming. His eyes narrowed and he raised his hand to stop the boy. “Halt! This is not the proper behaviour of an aspiring hero!”
Katsuki stopped in his tracks, panting. He glared once more at his brother before stomping away to stand (not sulk) by Eijirou.
“So, Midoriya-kun.” Tenya fixed his glasses as he turned to face the shorter boy.
“Izuku.” He gently corrected.
“Izuku-kun.” He conceded and Izuku knew that was probably the best he was going to get. “What did you call us over for?”
“Oh yeah!” Izuku scrambled for his notebook and flipped open to the desired page. “We’re gonna replicate your Quirk!”
Tenya stared critically at the pages in front of him with Shouto looking beside him. Eijirou crushed his fists together after activating his Hardening Quirk. “Manly.”
“No.” Katsuki stomped up to the house. “No, no, no. We are not remaking Four Eye’s Quirk, shitty nerd.”
Three of the four boys watched in concern as the door slammed behind the ash-blond boy. Izuku held up a hand to stop Eijirou from following him, instead mentally counting down the seconds. A few minutes passed and a few explosions could be heard from inside. Eventually, Katsuki re-emerged from the garage, his tool belt firmly secured on his hips.
Katsuki sighed. “Let’s get this shit show over with.”
Izuku cheered and rushed off to call for supplies.
Eijro’s eyes wandered around the yard before he noticed something. “Hey, Katsuki? Where’s All Might?”
The eagle in question was making his way to the chimney on top of the house. It appeared to be only for decoration, but All Might knew better. He plucked a feather off and dropped it down the shoot, letting it be scanned before the secret hatch opened and he made his way down. The air blew his feathers the wrong way and he made a mental note to bring it up with Principal Nezu (again).
He did not quite know why the mammal in charge wanted to go by Principal rather than Major or Captain, but he was in no position to be questioning the authority of him. He had seen what the animal was capable of and was not too keen on being in the direct line of fire known as Nezu’s Insanity.
“Ahh, All Might.” Nezu greeted as the eagle sat in the chair.
In an instant, the eagle had transformed into the Pro-Hero All Might: The Symbol of Peace. His blond hair stood in two stiff peaks and his muscles rippled under his uniform. He looked gigantic in the little seat facing the screen, but they did not have too big of a budget and Nezu was not willing to spend money on a bigger chair.
(He was, however, willing to spend money on various teas around the world to be imported into Headquarters, so really, that should describe where his priorities lie.)
“All for One is back at it again.” Nezu’s voice had an air of seriousness and All Might listened intently. The mouse-dog-bear-man brought up a diagram of a machine, his eyes narrowing slightly. “He is working on an oddity that will flatten landmarks at will. I believe he is attempting to eradicate the Hero Commission building. Your mission is to stop him from using it and destroying the oddity, so it does not fall into the wrong hands.”
“Understood.”
“Recovery Girl will be on standby should the need arise.” The small diagram faded slowly from the monitor. “Good luck, All Might.”
With a salute, All Might activated his Quirk and leaped out of the open sky window. He used his strength to propel himself towards his nemesis’s building, adrenaline flowing rapidly through his veins. It was an oddly shaped blue building, as it resembled the letter ‘T’. Poor design if you asked All Might’s opinion. There was also a sign at the top of the building where the penthouse was situated, saying “AFO Inc.”, which was a beacon of absolute evil.
The man inside would stop at nothing to get his way. The Hero Commission as well as H.E.R.O had tried numerous times to get the warrant to arrest the man, but the owner of the building refused, claiming it would be bad for business. No matter what angle they took, the man had been able to prevent any paperwork that allowed heroes on a mission to come in. It had frustrated Nezu and All Might to no end, but there was little to be done about it.
All Might punched open a window with a hearty “Detroit Smash!” and rolled to his feet in a fighting stance. In seconds he was spun around and tied to a chair with a rope. His head spun but he did not hesitate to strain his muscles. His confinements did not budge. This was obviously no ordinary rope.
Footsteps echoed in the room. The face of his nemesis appeared in his line of sight as said villain ominously turned on a lamp. There was white fluffy hair atop of the villain’s head and red eyes that could pierce through any darkness. All Might shuddered as his sworn enemy approached him, feeling the murderous intent oozing from the man. The villain grabbed something from the table to All Might’s right and plugged it in. All Might tried to think of a way out, not willing to let that monster use his torture device without a fight. All for One plugged in the device and hissed when the light momentarily blinded him as he had the lamp facing the wrong way. He cursed as he rubbed his eyes before cackling in All Might’s general direction (it was slightly to the left, but that was understandable considering he was only seeing shadows at the moment).
“All Might.” He greeted with a sneer. “So nice of you to drop in.”
“Save it, All for One. This isn’t a casual visit.”
All for One sighed in disappointment. “That is unfortunate. But no matter! Now that you are here, you are able to witness my greatest creation. Behold! The Flatten-oddity!”
All Might stared at the contraction with a strong air of judgement. The metal machine had a flat piece that was parallel to the floor with a pointed laser end on top. There were numerous buttons and lights flashing on the machine that could serve numerous purposes. (All Might regretted telling Nezu earlier that month that he no longer wished to review the blueprints of the man’s oddities prior to his missions). There were two handles behind the machine for which he assumed the villain could use to maneuver where it pointed, and there were cross hairs on a telescope on top of the laser to point for accuracy.
“With my Flat Earth Quirk that I. . . borrowed, from a nice young man in India, I have powered my oddity to be able to flatten any land mass at will! With this, I will be able to make the Hero Commission disappear. And then, I can move on to making the entire world be flat.” He waved his hand flamboyantly to illustrate his point. All Might had a flash of déjà vu where he thought back on one of his host family members arguing with their friend about. . . was it a ‘meme’? “And do you know why, All Might?”
“I don’t ca- “
“It all started two hundred years ago, when my brother was a toddler.” All for One walked to one of the windows behind All Might, and the hero craned his neck to watch him. The man carefully pulled back the blinds and stared out with a pensive sigh. “He was a clumsy thing; unable to protect himself as he was Quirkless. In my time, that was the norm, but he was a rather sickly child as well. He broke his arm falling down a hill, and my family did not have the money to have it properly healed. His left arm was unusable for the rest of his life, which would not have happened if he had the power to protect himself. That is why I will prevent an accident like that from happening ever again!”
All Might watched as the man spun on his heel and made his way over to his oddity, laughing evilly like he was a cartoon character from the Pre-Quirk Era. All Might shifted in his chair, flexing his fingers rhythmically. He had to get out of these restraints! He felt his Quirk thrum under his skin as it built up. He strained his muscles and could feel the material of the rope beginning to fray.
“Sensei.” Black mist invaded the corner of All Might’s vision, halting him from his actions. The mist had a metal collar around its neck and was dressed in a suit, similar to that of a butler. There was a passing thought in All Might’s brain that compared the entity to a black hole (Katsuki had a weird phase where he was into space, of all things, and spent a grand majority of his time showing All Might various photos taken by satellites. It was quite cool, and All Might immensely enjoyed watching the young boy happily, as the explosive child could, show off his newest obsession to the family pet). A swirling tendril held a cellphone out to All for One. “Your son is calling you.”
“Tenko?” All for One positively lit up, climbing down from the oddity and hurrying over to the black mist. All Might furrowed his brow as the villain practically skipped over to his henchman. He snatched up the cellphone and answered promptly. “Hi, Tenko! How are you doing?”
There was a muffled response, but All Might was not too concerned with what was being said. This was his chance to turn the tide! He broke from his confines and jumped into action calling on One for All. He aimed a Quirked-up fist at the villain, ready to take him down. All for One put up a finger to halt the Pro-Hero and, well, All Might was not rude. He waited politely for the villain to be done his conversation with his son (Tenko’s a common name, isn’t it?) so they could continue their battle of Good and Evil. All for One hang up the phone after confirming a meet up time to have his son over for the weekend.
“Now, where were we?” All for One asked and received a California Smash to the face as a response.
All for One activated a few strength enhancing Quirks, some healing Quirks, and a couple of nullification Quirks before retaliating. The two flew around the room, trading blow after blow. All for One briefly spotted Kurogiri at the bar mixing a drink and downing it in under twenty seconds. He made a mental note to scold the man for drinking on the job, especially when such an important fight was occurring. The momentary glance away gave All Might an opening. The Pro-Hero flipped his nemesis over his shoulder and pinned him to the ground. Both men were panting heavily.
“Well, I didn’t see my Thursday afternoon leading to this.” All for One winked.
All Might blinked in confusion before being kicked in the chest and flying across the room into the bar. The hero jumped to his feet and flew back to the villain, intent on serving justice.
Kurogiri sighed deeply, opening a portal to grab a broom and began sweeping up the glass. He definitely wasn’t paid enough for this job.
“You know, I think I could beat this level.” Touya said, watching the figure on screen flash after being hit by a hammer.
“Shut the fuck up, Touya.”
Touya watched in amusement when Tenko let out an ear-splitting screech as he tossed his controller across the room. Bowser chuckled darkly as the screen turned dark before starting back up at the last checkpoint. It was a mocking scene and Touya could not help but snort at the disbelief and anger in his friend’s eyes. He snapped a picture before sending it to their group chat, receiving a “classic Shiggy” and “lol” from two of its members instantly.
The only light in the messy room came from the television, but it soon descended into darkness as Tenko jammed the off button with his thumb. He growled like an animal, stalking back to his beanbag and flopping face first into the fabric. Touya lazily stretched, groaning as he felt something pop in his back, before getting to his feet and approaching the blinds.
“Seriously, Tenko. You’re going to need glasses if you keep playing your video games in the dark.” Touya threw open the blinds and Tenko hissed in response. “You’re paler than the lady with the ghost Quirk at the supermarket, dude.”
“That’s none of your business, NPC.” Tenko sneered, using his signature insult and jumping to his feet, reaching to close the blinds. He paused when movement in the backyard caught his eyes. “Those brats!”
Touya could hardly speak before Tenko literally flew out of his room, screaming his brother’s names. He glanced out the window, wondering what could have gotten the pale-haired boy all fired up. Touya sighed at the sight, slowly following his best friend. Someone had to use the brain cell, after all.
Touya had arrived in the backyard just in time to watch Tenko get absolutely laid out by Shouto. His younger brother stated his apologies before skating off at a ridiculous speed and Touya made a reminder on his phone to make cold soba tonight.
“Hey, Ten-nii!” Izuku waved to his older brother before dashing off onto a racetrack.
Tenko could physically feel a vein in his forehead throbbing. He got to his feet, seething at the audacity the brat showed towards him. He could barely comprehend what he was seeing. “What the- What the fuck?! Hey! Slow down! You’re going to end up with a concussion!”
“Don’t worry, Ten-nii! I’m wearing a helmet!” Izuku tapped said helmet twice before continuing to do a 360 off a ramp.
What the fuck were his younger brothers thinking?! He watched the two idiots and their friends’ race around the backyard on an elaborate racetrack. There were ramps and pipes like they were at a skateboard park, but some of the heights had to have reached over fifty feet. The nine-year old’s’ were screaming and cheering. Even Touya’s younger brother had a smile on his face. Tenko watched in disbelief as the red-haired boy jammed a hardening fist into the ground to do a flip. He whooped about how “manly” it was and fist bumped Katsuki as they passed each other.
Tenko absent-mindedly scratched his neck. Didn’t they know how fucking dangerous this was?!
“Would you like to join?” Shouto stopped by the pair of teenagers and held up two pairs of roller skates that had been rigged to have mini engines in them.
Touya grinned. “Hell yeah!”
“Touya!”
Tenko watched Touya lace up his shoes and join his brothers on the racetrack, not sparring a glance at the friend he had just abandoned (and betrayed!). Tenko yelled at him to come back and Touya simply laughed in response. Tenko stared incredulously after him, uncomprehending how this could happen to him. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. There was only solution to solving this insanity. “I’m telling Mom!”
“Which one?” Katsuki skated up to him and Tenko merely screeched as he rushed away. He’d fucking show them!
Eijirou came up beside Katsuki and jumped onto his back, causing Katsuki to stumble. Before Katsuki could throw the fucker off, Eijirou was quick to ask, “How fast do you think we can go with twice the weight?”
Katsuki stopped, shrugged, then took off directly towards Izuku. “Heads up, Deku!”
Izuku squealed, wheeling out of the way before his brother could collide with him, leaving a trail of smoke from the sudden movement. Eijirou whooped as they passed and the maniacal grin on Katsuki’s face was undeniable. They whipped up one of the bigger ramps and jumped. Katsuki threw his human backpack off and Eijirou activated his Quirk before landing, leaving a Kirishima-shaped hole in the middle of the track.
“So manly!” Eijirou cheered once he dislodged his face from the concrete.
“This is incredible, Izuku-kun.” Tenya chopped the air with his hand. He had been geared up with some of the support items Izuku was designing earlier. They worked amazingly well, keeping him upright no matter how fast he took a corner. “Think of how this could benefit other heroes!”
Izuku nodded shyly. “Well, I mean, anyone could have made those, really. I couldn’t have done without you g-“
“Yeah, yeah, stupid Deku.” Katsuki waved a hand in his face to stop his ramble. “Less talking, more racing.”
“You’re on!”
“Mom! You have to come home right now!”
Inko sighed, giving a meaningful glance at her wife. They were in a little café that had recently opened, their meal about halfway done. Mitsuki had been dying to come for a while and the two women had finally found an opportunity to go. It was rare one of their outings was not interrupted by Tenko, especially when they left the three boys at home, but they loved the boy regardless. “Tenko, sweetie, I’m a little busy right now.”
“But Mom!” Tenko’s hand crept up towards his neck to scratch his already raw looking neck and Inko carefully took his hand in his own. “Katsuki and Izuku built a fucking- “
“Language, you fucking brat.” Mitsuki piped in.
Tenko rolled his eyes. “-race course in the backyard! They have roller skates with engines in them!”
“Well, I’m glad they’re being active this summer.” Inko said cheerfully and Mistuki nodded in agreement. Inko loved her eldest’s protectiveness over his little brothers, but his imagination certainly was wild. It rivaled Izuku’s on his best days. “It’s good for them to get their energy out.”
“Are they wearing helmets?” Mitsuki asked.
“Yes, but that’s not the point!” Tenko snapped. He grabbed Inko by the hand and raised her to her feet. “C’mon, Mom! Please!”
There. He pulled out the “p” word.
Inko gave an apologetic smile to her wife who shook her head in response. How would this boy survive once he moved out? “Alright, alright. Just let me pay first.”
“No time.” Tenko dragged the two women to the counter and threw the money in his pocket. He knew what he gave was probably three times more than what the meal actually cost but that wasn’t important. The lady at the counter watched in shock as he turned to the door. “Keep the change.”
He moved on, zigzagging through the busy streets to get home. Tenko was counting down the seconds it would take to arrive, already imaging the look on Mom’s face when he finally proved his words right. This would be the time he busted his brothers. He would finally win and be able to move onto the boss level! The trio passed by an ugly blue building, hearing an explosion crash through the sky.
The ground shook slightly from the force, causing the three to stumble slightly. They watched a vehicle swerve onto the sidewalk and hit a fruit cart, a lone watermelon rolling sadly across the street.
“Oh look, dear.” Inko stopped in the middle of the sidewalk to grab Mitsuki’s hand. “It’s All Might!”
Said Pro-Hero was currently in the sky, facing off a man being held up by. . . tentacles? It was a sight to behold and numerous news stations had promptly arrived on the scene. Inko watched in both fear and awe as All Might used his Quirk to force the villain back into the building, but the man had quickly returned to the sky to retaliate.
“Mom!” Tenko yelled, retracing his steps back to his parents. What were those damn women doing? He had continued walking home before h realized they were not behind him anymore. “We don’t have time!”
“Just one picture, love.” Inko assured, pulling out her phone. “Katsuki and Izuku will love this.”
Tenko screamed.
“Give it up, All for One.” All Might grunted as he held an enlarged fist halfway through a punch. Both men had sweat running down the sides of their faces, but neither were willing to yield. “You are no match for me.”
All for One laughed. “No, All Might. You are no match for me!”
In the blink of an eye, All for One’s left fist had matched the size of his right and nailed All Might in the jaw. The hero stumbled back, knocking into Kurogiri who was currently carrying the broken glass to the garbage.
Kurogiri watched tiredly as a single piece of glass lodged itself into his master’s machine, right where the trigger was. A green beam pierced the sky into the prefecture and Kurogiri hoped it didn’t hit anything actually important (like that cat café he had yet to visit).
Knowing his luck, it had struck his own apartment. Kurogiri went back to the task at hand. He didn’t like to get his hopes up.
All Might eyed a second piece of glass that had skidded to his hand. It took a minute for a plan to formulate in his mind. He calculated the approximate distance and force he would need to aim it where he wanted to. (Just kidding!) With the precision of a new-born baby, he threw the glass at full speed to the machine where he (probably) spotted the self-destruct button.
“No!” All for One roared, frantically looking for a Quirk that could stop the glass in the tracks. A time-warp Quirk, a telekinesis Quirk, anything!
He was too late. Somehow, miraculously, the glass hit true. In a brilliant explosion, the machine was reduced to scrap metal and the Quirk was lost forever. All Might took this as a cue to leave, leaping out the broken window he had arrived in. He spotted a small crowd at the front of the building and he gave a wave, flashing a blinding smile and exclaimed, “I am here!”
All for One stared at his broken masterpiece in despair. He rushed to the window and raised his fist into the air. “Screw you, All Might!”
All Might laughed once more before jumping into the skies back towards headquarters.
Meanwhile, that green beam had travelled across the prefecture to the backyard of a family of five. Katsuki had spotted it first and screamed, “Get down, fuckers!” before grabbing Eijirou and hitting the concrete.
His friends were quick to follow suit. Shouto had to pull his brother down as he was spreading his arms as if to embrace whatever fate the beam would bring. In an instant the racecourse had disappeared, taking away the boy’s hard work. Katsuki sneered, realizing their fun was over and there was no point in wearing the super roller skates anymore. The group of children followed suit, dumping the skate in a pile on the ground. Izuku was the last one to do the same, writing a few last-minute notes in his book.
“What does this do?” Eijirou asked, already pressing a button on the side of Izuku’s pair of skates.
He fell backwards when the skates sped towards the pile, wrapping up the other shoes in the laces, and motored down the streets. The group watched siletnly as the motorzied skates espcaed from view before all of them turned to look between Eijirou and Izuku. Eijirou was quick to apologize but Izuku assured him it was okay. “I have the blueprints, after all.”
The back gate swung open, echoing a loud bang as it contacted the side of the house. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon!”
Tenko yanked Inko into the yard, spreading one arm out to present the atrocity the boys had turned their backyard into. Except, there was nothing there.
“But. . . But I. . . There was. . .”
“Hi, Mom!” Izuku waved, his smile wide and innocent.
Katsuki grunted his own greetings as Eijirou cheerfully ran up to the women to say hello. Tenya was right on his heels, eager to put his manners to good use. Touya and Shouto held back, not bothering to hide their snickers as the two kids tripped over each other in their rush towards the two mothers.
“See, Tenko, the boys are perfectly safe.” Inko kissed her eldest’s forehead before turning to the gang of children. “Who’s staying for katsudon?”
“I am!” Eijirou raised his hand.
“I would like to as well, if I am not imposing.” Tenya bowed.
“We should get home,” Touya checked his phone. Shouto gave a slight pout but did not object. “Natsuo and Fuyumi should never be left alone to cook by themselves.”
Shouto had a brief flashback to when the two had last been left in charge of making dinner, in which they had managed to burn the rice and under cook the pork. Somehow, a whole lemon had gotten mixed in somewhere as well as six cloves of garlic without being peeled.
(They were asked to make pancakes.)
“Bye, Izuku.” Shouto gave a small nod, his arms ready to catch the inevitable hug his crush would throw his way.
The two Todoroki’s passed by an eagle on their way out. Shouto gave it a firm pat on the head before following his brother back home.
“There you are, All Might.” Katsuki grinned as the bird landed on his shoulder.
The bird nuzzled the boy’s hair, gladly allowing him to carry them both into the house. Izuku grabbed an Eagle Snackz from his pocket and tossed it to the bird, who happily snapped it out of the air. He gave a triumphant cry and Izuku stroked the feathers on his neck.
The door shut quietly behind them and Tenko remained staring at the backyard.
“Those brats!”