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When Shouta woke up that morning, he wasn’t expecting his son to have brought three other versions of himself into this world. Sure his son is some kind of omniscient God and can literally do anything he so desires, but what parent expects their kid to summon different versions of himself?
Sometimes, Shouta wonders how he’s still sane with a son like Izuku.
“Y̷͚ő̴͎̦̹̈́͝ṵ̶̓͊ ̶̡͍̝̓l̴̊͜o̶̳̼̓ͅv̵̯̔̆͛ė̷̘ ̴̫͌͜h̴̙̯̚̚ị̴̫̔̿ͅm̶̜̈́͜ͅ ̷͖̲̲̎̏͌t̴͎̩̾̈ĥ̴̦ỏ̵̳͝u̸̝̐̆g̶̲̝̍h̸͇̗͓̉”
“Shut up, strange voice thing of the void.” Shouta growls without a hint of heat or malice in his voice.
“N̴̠̖͛̐o̷̧͎̳͆w̴̬̯͋̈̂ ̴̣̐͊͠w̶̪͊͑h̸̩̙͆̉̚ẙ̷̪͛ ̸̫͈̇̈́ẉ̷̡̮͘ớ̴͙̪͗u̶̪͖̳̐l̴̺̬̝͂͛̈́d̴̛̖͕ ̶̘̊́I̵̟̮̞͌̑ ̵̰͎͕̿͒d̵̞̙̈́o̷͙͇͋ ̷̲̖͈̓t̵͖͛ḫ̸̗̪̌̾a̵̰̯͂͠t̶̮̝͊̍̾?̴͖̥̣̓̍́ ̴̢̩̩̓̌Ḯ̷͙̙̘t̷̢̠̞̍'̶͍̻̪̅͛s̸̖̗͙̏̿ ̷̳̳̔̀̅ẁ̷̧̚͜a̷̺̦̱͌͠ý̸̺͍̓ ̵͔͊̈́͝m̶̖̹̊͐o̷̮̠̊͗̓r̵̨̭͓̕͝ĕ̸͇͎̾̾ ̸̹͔͐̑͛f̴̛͙͎ṷ̸͈̹͆͝n̷̰̹̑ ̷̯̩̱͆t̷̼͓̻̔̄ơ̸̛͇̯̖̇ ̴̡̪̊̓t̸̹͑̅̋ͅẽ̷͍͉a̸̹̞͂s̸͍̤̪ĕ̵̖͊̋ ̴͉͝y̸͚͝ȍ̸̜͖̓̈ũ̵̫̪͂?”
“Izuku’s right. You are a dumbass.”
“H̸͈̻̑ȇ̵̩̮͎̔y̴͇̒̈́!̵̫̏̍̎̃͝”
“Oh! Dad! You’re up!” Izuku says, excitement in his voice when he spots his Dad.
“Yes. Where’s Eri?” Shouta asks.
“Here Papa!” Eri’s voice sounds from behind black and purple wings.
“So...what’s going on?” Shouta asks once he has located his daughter.
“Well, I got bored and Author has other versions of me so I wanted to meet them. They all have quirks, can you believe that?” Izuku asks, mirth shining in his eyes.
“Well technically, you have a quirk too, if you count whatever you did to bring us here.” Bi-colored Izuku says. A wolf yips from beside them and Shouta wonders how he didn’t notice the purple wolf before.
“But it’s not a quirk! It’s magic.” Izuku, his Izuku , counters, turning to Bi-colored Izuku.
“Yes, magic. That makes so much sense.” Long-haired Izuku says.
“Well, I’m glad to see you’ve made...friends, but I need something to refer to them as. They’re all you and referring to you all as Izuku will get confusing for however long you’re here.” Shouta says, accepting the weird situation with all the grace of a father whose son is a god.
“Oh! You can call me Yamazawa.” Bi-colored Izuku ー Yamazawa ー says.
‘ You can call me Argos .’ Winged Izuku ー Argos ー signs.
“Uh...you can call me Ai?” Long-haired Izuku ー Ai ー says.
“Is Ai short for anything?” Shouta asks.
“Yeah. It’s short for Aizawa.” Shouta smirks. Of course another version of himself got his own version of the green haired teenager.
“My name’s a mashup of yours and Hizashi’s last name!” Yamazawa smirks at Shouta. Shouta’s tired and uncaffeinated brain has to work to figure out what Yamazawa is saying, and is still unable to figure it out.
“Ḩ̸̯͑e̵̗̥͙̎ ̴̢̛̯̬m̷̈́͌̅ͅḛ̴͔̽͆̕ą̷̟̼̊̂ņ̸͂s̶̹͕̔̕ ̵͓̣̅̔y̵͎͖͍͑͌ȍ̷̧̗͎͗͠u̸̳̙̟͘ ̷̼͕̣̌̿t̷̟͔͗̀͜͝w̶̧͕̌̚ͅơ̴̡̬̥̔ ̴͈̹̓á̴̧r̵̢̮̥̂̾è̷̼̞̻̏ ̸̪͇͙̇̊͛m̸̼͖͇̈́a̷̛̯ͅr̵̪͠ͅr̴͚̞͑̚͠ì̵̖͛e̴̼̽̓ͅd̵̥̞͈͌͘ ̷̯̙̀i̷̙͘n̸͉̫̊̑͘ ̷̛̻̗h̷͖̩̀i̸̹͊̄̈́s̵̲͐ ̶̙̳̾w̵̛̘̗o̶͎̊r̶̛̫͋̐l̸̡̾͂d̴̖͙̳̉͝,̷͓͙̭̃ ̷̝͓̘͛͝i̷̾͜ḑ̶̺̃į̷̏͝ȏ̸͓t̵͚̓”
“Oi, no need to call me an idiot.”
“But you are one Dad.” Izuku ー his Izuku ー says.
“Grounded. No dates for a month.” Shouta says, turning on his heel and heading to the kitchen for some good life juice.
“No! Dad, I'm sorry!” Izuku faux whines.
“Dates?” Shouta hears Ai ask.
“With Toshi and Shou!” Izuku whines, presumably flopping over on the ground. Eri’s giggles sound out through the apartment.
“Oh! Are you all dating each other? That’s so cool! I can’t even process my own emotions so yay!” Yamazawa says, a bit too cheery for what should be a self deprecating comment.
“Yup! I initiated it and now we’ve been dating for half a year.” Izuku proudly announces.
Ai blushes and Izuku grins, wide and knowing. Yamazawa looks considerate of something and Argos looks lost. Izuku really wants to know who his counterparts ended up with, but he won’t ask.
“Izu-nii, and other Izu-niis, can we go to the park?” Eri asks, poking her head out between feathers.
“Of course we can, Bug!” Izuku answers, smiling widely as he stands up from the ground.
“Yay!” Eri exclaimed, leaving the cover of Argos-nii’s wings.
“Let’s get some supplies. Do my other selves have any allergies?” Izuku asks, turning to the three teens.
“Nope!”
‘ Nope! ’
“Nuh-uh.”
Izuku grins, and he receives two very similar grins back and a shy, almost hesitant grin.
“Ḓ̵̦̤̈̈́̌ȯ̵̯̬n̵͕̤̦͑’̸̙̓͋̿t̴̲̀ ̴̙͋g̶͖̈̈ê̴͖̝̂͜t̸̩̖͑̄̑ ̴̬̪̯̋̈́͝t̶̼̦͋̏̈́ò̷͇̃o̶͈͆̅͝ ̴̳͍̥̍̍a̸͙̯̾ţ̵̢̌̕ͅt̵̰̣̘̎̋a̷̧̭̯̚͝c̴̨̿͗͜ȟ̴̜̟̎͐e̸̢̬̤͂d̸͉͔̲̋̄̕.̶̱̺ ̸̱̝̮̏T̶̛̗̟̹̍h̸̺͇̍͒͊ͅi̵̲̼͑̏͝s̷͔͚͗̏͝ ̶̹̾ȉ̴͉̬̖̎s̶̫̩͆̀n̴̥͍̽̌̓’̸̘̻̔̎ẗ̵̜͆̒ ̸̦͒č̴̛̹͈̟͛â̶̙̮̪ṋ̵̮̏̃ŏ̶͖͉ǹ̷̢͇͗̇ ̶̦̤͆̏̔t̷̹͠ő̶̦͗̌ ̷̖̟̃́͌ţ̷͕̲̔ḩ̵̺̥͂̂e̵͇̠͗̎͝ï̸̤͓̱̚ṟ̷̑ ̵̢͇̪̀̕û̵̪̉̇n̴̜͎̍̿͒ȋ̶̠v̸̧̥̻͗͗̿ë̵̛̼̰r̸͓͌͝s̵̮̤̈́̽̍ẻ̸̱̘̽s̶̫̱̣̈́̐̚ ̴̥͌s̴̘̙͜͠ò̴̥͙̣ ̴ͅt̶̰̖̫̐͝h̸̤͛̅̅͜e̶̥͋̒y̵̜̑ ̷̣̦͉̍̓ẅ̸̧̼̭ȯ̴̬̦̒n̴͎͊͜’̴̛̭̼͍̏ẗ̵̨̲̹́̈́ ̸͚̪͚͊̓r̶̭̈́e̴̗̯͇͊m̶̻͚̝̉͒̏e̸̘͎̐̈m̴̢͈͌b̶̦̗̏e̸͙̳̤̾̾ȑ̸̠͉.”
“Yeah yeah, I know. Let me enjoy this.”
“W̵̦̻̒h̵̛͍̺͆̎y̵̨͎͚͐ ̴̛̥̳̑͜ċ̷̢̗͙̂̓ȁ̷̛͖̑n̶̡̢͜͝’̶̠̉̆͘ť̸̟̪̓͊ ̵̩̗͙̊ỹ̶̙̹̓o̶͙̎͋͋ű̴̦͂͂͜ ̷̡̯̲͗j̸͉͐̌ů̵̬͌s̸̻͎̱͊̉t̷̯̜̎ ̷̼̈̈̌v̸̢̀į̴̊ͅs̷̻̆̆̊ị̷̔̒͘t̶̠̑͠ ̶͖̬̋ẏ̵̲̘̘o̴̹͗̆͝u̵̜̹̅r̷̩͕̆͂ ̵̠͖̰́b̵̢̏͐̿ò̸̲͌͌y̵̢̱͓̏̉f̵͈̜̃̈́ṙ̴̞̺̱̆͝i̴̮͓̾e̴̺͛n̶͉̎̑̚d̸͎̬̕͝s̵̻̻̥͂̐?”
“Because they’re busy!” Izuku whines.
“Who are you talking to dude?” Yamazawa asks.
“Author. They’re a bitch.” Izuku answers.
“I̷̮̞̅̆͑ṱ̶̓̔̇ ̵̨̳̦͆t̸̓͆ͅȁ̸̙̝̯̆k̶̨̧͓͑́͝e̴̤̊͒͊s̶̟̈ ̷̞̖̍̋ȏ̸̢̀n̶̢̳̍̎ḛ̶̫͊ ̵̝̦̼̒t̵̹̰̏o̷̡͕̔͐ ̴̫͆̆͘k̴̨̤̱͌ǹ̷̠͙͉͘õ̴̞̺w̷̹̠̾̆͝ ̶̟̹̙̈́̽o̵̰͎̽n̵̖̣̹̍̑̀e̶̼̜͉͊”
“Where do you think I learned?”
Yamazawa and Ai laughed at the supposedly one-sided conversation. Seeing their counterpart basically talk to himself was funny to watch and even though Argos wasn’t laughing loud enough for them to hear, they could see the slight shiver of their shoulders.
“Izu-nii, stop talking to Author! I wanna go to the park!” Eri whined, pulling at her brother’s arm.
“Fine, fine. Let’s go.” Izuku sighed fondly, letting Eri pull him into the kitchen where their Dad was standing, tote bag in hand already filled with stuff.
“Be safe.” Dad says, ruffling Izuku’s hair. The man very obviously wants to ruffle Other Izukus’ hair, but is worried about crossing a line with them. Izuku smirks. His Dad is such a softy for any version of Izuku.
“Alright. Bye softie!” Izuku calls out behind him as he herds the other three out the door, Eri giggling behind the group.
“Problem Child.” His Dad grumbles.
“So do all of us have Shouta as an adult in our life...or?” Yamazawa asks.
“You could say that I adopted him . He found me in an alley performing a ritual and I decided he would be my dad!” Izuku says.
‘ We work together. I’m a vigilante and he’s the hero on my case. ’ Argos signs.
“He saved me when I was 11 and he’s been my dad since I was 13.” Ai says.
“Yeah!” Izuku cheers.
“Hey where’d you get the little tyke from?” Yamazawa asks, looking down at Eri who was skipping beside the four almost identical teens.
“I saved her from a bitch-boy! Well, my cult and I did.” Izuku says. “Oh look, we’re here!”
Izuku waves Eri off and she sprints to the slides first, gigging the whole way. Izuku smiles then turns on to face his Others.
“Right. So Author says you aren’t going to remember this since it’s not canon to your universes, so let’s fuck some shit up while you’re here! Do you want to meet Phil?”
“Phil?” All three question at the same time.
“My snake!”
“Snake?” Yamazawa asks, eyes glinting with excitement.
“Yup!” Izuku says as Phil appears around his shoulders.
“Oh shit dude! That’s hella cool!” Yamazawa exclaims, Ai and Argos nodding vehemently next to him.
“Thanks! I worked hard to get him! The Void won’t just let you have pets and Author is a little bitch. I swear sometimes it’s like my life is on drugs.”
“What?” All three Others ask.
“What?” Izuku parrots innocently.
All of a sudden, Phil appears on Izuku’s shoulders, the rest of his body draping down and on the ground. Phil had grown since the last time Izuku had called upon him and now he was roughly 426 cm.
“Yooo that’s hella dope! Do you think he and Kizu would like each other?” Yamazawa asks.
“Maybe!” Izuku cheers.
The other two Izukus step back just a step as Kizu appears next to Yamazawa. And then all four are grinning widely. Well, Yamazawa, Izuku, and Ai are grinning widely; Argos is grinning just not as big.
Phil hisses and Kizu yips back. Kizu and Phil go off together, talking in their language, only Izuku able to really understand them, though he won’t say what they’re talking about. It’s private information afterall.
“Hey you wanna judge some people with me?” Izuku suddenly asks.
“With the tyke?” Yamazawa asks.
“Nope. She’ll go home with Phil and Kizu when she’s ready. Dad will know where we are.” Izuku says.
“You just let your little sister walk around alone?” Ai asks.
“She’s not alone, she has Phil! Phil knows how to protect her without it being gruesome!” Izuku chirps.
‘ How do you judge people? ’ Argos asks.
“I’ll show you!” Izuku answers vaguely.
None of the Others knew just what they were getting themselves into.
Naomasa sighs. There’s four Izuku sitting across from him, similar satisfied smiles on their faces. He thought one Izuku was bad, but four ? No, he...he thinks he should get a raise. Or just move districts.
“Ỳ̸͖͕͇̏͐o̴̤̻̞͒u̷̮̺͝ ̶̛̲̑c̵̼̽a̴͎̻͐̿n̶̮̱̈͠'̴̱̊̅t̷͔̊͛ ̷͇̈͘g̴̛͉̲͒̈́e̴̞̮̟͊͗͆ţ̷̰̊͒ ̴̳̪̬͊ä̶̯̱w̴̩̻̏̀a̷̡͛͂ͅÿ̷͓́́ ̵͚̪̫̑f̸͉̽r̵̨̰̎̚o̵̢̧͚͒͐̈́m̶̠̍ ̵̗̚h̵͓̦̙͂i̵̿̓ͅm̵͖͂̚”
“Shit!” Naomasa exclaims in surprise. Where the fuck did the voice come from?
“From the Void.” Izuku answered.
“We have learned of the Void and I’m kind of sad that we don’t get to remember it.” Yamazawa said sullenly.
“Why won’t you remember it?” Naomasa asked.
“Because this fic isn’t canon to their universes!” Izuku chirped.
“Fic? Canon?” Naomasa asks, rightfully confused.
“Don’t worry about it. All you need to know is they’re here for the day.”
“Ok, but why?” Naomasa feels like he’s always asking questions when he sees Izuku Aizawa ( the one of this universe ) and never getting enough answers.
“I got bored and Eri got to have four big brothers.” Izuku says with a shrug of his shoulders.
And with that the four Izukus stand and walk out of the room and Naomasa sits there for five minutes before he groans.
He never got their statements for why they were all found dragging people in political positions into alleyways.
Naomasa would get fired if he admitted that he’s glad he didn’t have to listen to those statements.
By dinner time all three Izukus are gone and returned back to their rightful places, none of their universes having moved on or missed them. Their timelines had stopped because of our Izuku afterall. But they don't need to know that. The only ones who will ever remember are the Aizawa family and the police department of this world.
“Ȧ̷̳̘̱͛n̷̖̫̳̎̿̂d̴͍̗͝͠ ̶̢̏͜t̶̙͓̱̿̽͆h̶̠͒e̴̗̳͌́͗ ̶͍̠͋̽̿ͅṕ̴̳e̵̗̎̅o̷̗̒p̴̺̗̬͑l̴̦͍͐̊̄e̴͊͜ ̵̮̞͙̉͗ẅ̴̘̘̖́̂̂ḩ̵̏̐͆o̴̖̩͗̄̕ ̷̲̙̘̓̓͘h̸̨̭͕̕̕a̸͎̤̜͒v̴͈̗̇e̷̥̩͚͐̉ ̷̨͍͓̈́̔̕s̶̡͈̳̏̕͝e̵̳͔̒͐ế̴̯̻n̸̦̔͠ ̵̹̞̅t̵̯̟́͘͠ĥ̶̨̡̗ì̶͓̲̇s̷͓͚̐ ̴͔͋͋ẅ̵̢͚́ỏ̵̭̤͘r̶̺̳͐̓̅l̴̰̘͆d̵̻̻̺̓̔!̸̹͚̈́”
“Shut up!”
“W̵̧̘͈͋͠͝ḫ̶̌̚ẙ̷͓ ̵̟͗̓́ͅͅś̶̮̂̈́h̸͚͆̈ö̶̝̈͜ủ̴͗̄͜l̶͍͒ḋ̷̨̲͇ ̵͎̥̉́I̷͓͈̋?̴̭͝”
“Because I said so! You’re ruining the ending!”
“I̶͎͓̚ ̷̛̭͚̹̑m̸̛̗̉a̵̡̮͈d̷͔̜͠ȩ̸̘̜̿̾̓ ̴͓͎̤͊̂t̸̻́ȟ̴͙e̵̢̪̓̚ ̶͕͈͓̈́̊͌ȩ̷̙͌n̴̨͓͇͊͘d̸̞͌͐i̴̻͔̦̔̚͘ņ̴̥̦̊ğ̷͍̳̆͝!̷̢̧̱͒͝”
“Fuck off!”
“B̶͖̆̀̊y̶͎͕͓͑ë̸͙̱̫́͊!̴̛̮̜̉”
“You littleー”