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"Hey, mom?" a young Izuku looked up at his mom from his spot on the floor, setting his All Might toy down. He was turning eight in a few days and he had a really important question for his mom, the other kids told him something, so he desperately needed to know the answer.
"Hello, honey," Inko replied, closing her book that she was reading.
Izuku looked back at his feet. Quirkless, the doctor had told him, all because of an extra toe joint. After a moment of silence, he looked back up at his mother again.
"Where do we go when we die?" Inko startled at this loaded question, worry and panic immediately surrounding her before she forced herself to calm down and smile at her son.
"Oh! Well.. Well we go somewhere very, very nice," His eyes shone, prompting more from Inko. "And.. And.. And very far away where everyone we love is,"
This satisfied Izuku for about 5 seconds before he asked another question.
"Mom?"
"Yes?"
"..."
"Come on, Izuku, you can ask me,"
"Ok-okay," He swallowed nervously. She wouldn't mind this question, right?
"Wh-why do I miss people.. who hurt me?" both of their memories flashed back to Kacchan, Hisashi, and many other kids who had turned him away just because he was Quirkless.
Inko's eyes turned cold, Izuku suddenly didn't want the answer to the question anymore, mom looked annoyed.
A mean smile swept across her face.
"That's because you're a dummy," ..What?
"Okay?" Inko asked Izuku.
"Dumb little.. stupid little dumb dumb," Inko opened her book, turning her ice-cold gaze to it.
"Now, Izuku. Don't ask any questions, ever again, okay?"
"Oh-Oh. Okay," He nodded.
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"SHIT!" a 15 year old Izuku shot up into a sitting position on his bed, startling his purple-haired older brother who was on his phone. Hitoshi sat up from laying down, quietly pulling Izuku into a hug while the green-haired teen sobbed into his brothers chest, effectively soaking the shirt.
"Hey, hey, shhh, calm down," Hitoshi whispered. "Are you able to verbally respond to me?"
Izuku stayed quiet for a moment.
"Yeah," and with that response, he went under the purple-haired teens brain washing, his breathing slowing down.
They stayed like that for a while.
"Do you want to go see Dad and Pops?" Hitoshi asked after de-activating his quirk. Izuku could only nod.
They crept through the halls into their parents room, where they slowly opened the door to find Pops wearing his glasses and his blonde hair down, reading a book. Whereas Dad had his back turned to the brothers, sleeping contently.
Pops looked up, a smile gracing his face as he closed his book.
"Hey, Pops, Izu had a nightmare. Dunno what it was about but he wanted you and Dad," Izuku looked embarrassed, his face flushing in the dim light from the lamp.
It was then that Dad turned to face them on his side, silently opening his arms. Izuku ran over to hug him, hopping up onto the bed and snuggling into his dad's arms, where he proceeded to turn back over on his side with his youngest son to face Pops.
"Toshi, you must join the snuggle pile too, you have no choice!" Izuku stage-whispered at him, his insomniac brother sighing before hopping onto the bed and snuggling in between Pops and Izuku, where Pops then turned off the lights and snuggled into the pile and fell asleep peacefully for the night.