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He shouldn’t have laughed at Sucker Punch when they’d been chased up a light pole by a feral dog.
He knew he shouldn’t have…
Because for some fucking reason, karma loved that duo, and his reaction would always come back to bit him in the ass.
Or more like…
Trample his ass.
~~~ GRANDMA GOT RUN OVER BY A REINDEER~~
The quirk allowed the user to bring to life any one line of any screamed song.
…………
Why that song?
Laying face down on the rooftop, body throbbing, he can hear the hysterical laughter echoing across the rooftops from where the green vigilante was, apparently, watching the whole goddamned time.
“HA! Karma’s a bitch, ain’t it Eraser?!”
“O mY GoD Eraserhead are you OKaY?????”
All the hero can do is groan louder, hearing the rapid footsteps of Jump get closer along with their worried muttering about the criminal’s quirk while Punch promptly fucked off in pursuit, still cackling like a madman at Eraserhead’s plight.
Merry fucking Christmas indeed…