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Part 2 of Izuku and his Afton Family , Part 2 of Afton Family/FNaF Stories , Part 4 of My Hero Crossovers
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2020-12-01
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2020-12-02
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2/?
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One Last Ride

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Summary:

Izuku’d always been a crier. It was in his DNA. Kacchan would make fun of it for him.

After a villain attack kills his mom, said villain’s Quirk leaving him in an unfamiliar area, he has a good excuse to cry.

The only problem? His adopted brother, Michael Afton, doesn’t see it that same way.

He just wishes Michael would be able to stay away from him and leave him alone for now, and Liz is there to keep playing dress up with him. Mrs. Afton-San makes the best cookies and brownies, and Mr. Afton is the first person he could talk to.

Or: Midoriya Izuku is the Crying Child, and Shadow Freddy. He’ll still be the best hero, though!

Right now, it’s family bonding time!

Notes:

Hey! This is based off a comment by a reader on my original fic, Crying Alone! Read that first or this won’t make sense, please!

Or don’t. It’ll be confusing, but I’m not telling you how to live your life. The only rule from me is that you can’t do anything that would be an expensive hospital bill or charge of any sort if you aren’t paying, and no maiming of yourself or others.

Anyways, these will be short stories placed before The Bite, but after Izuku is sent back in time, which is mostly skimmed through on my main fic aside from a flashback.

Chapter 1: Was There Something I Could’ve Done

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“You have to let us! He and my daughter love each other, and we’re the only people he knows! My husband can teach him English, and help him with studies!” Mrs. Afton shouted. The child services officer still seemed unchanged.

“Please, I’m begging you!” She said. The officer seemed to soften, and William let loose a small smile.

“An officer will be at your house tomorrow. If they find it fit for a child, and see you can care for him, we’ll go through the process of confirming you for adoption. However, we cannot check you currently, so the child will sleep here tonight.”

Mrs. Afton felt a pang go through her heart, but somehow she also felt relieved.

They had a chance. He’d be allowed to live with them. They could help a child.