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P.O.V: The Creator

I was rewatching My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia from up above again, (yes, again…sue me it's one of my favourite universes to watch). I was watching a cute scene of 1-A with their Dadzawa, out for the day relaxing for a short while as a reward for the class's good behavior ( a rare sweet moment of peace for the children). Midoriya was busy doing some work that nezu asked him to do as part of his special training with the (Bear/Rat/Mouse/Thing?) principal.

I love this part so much. It makes me happy every time I watch it. These poor kids have to deal with so much (too much) at such a young age, things that even some of the full grown adults (the heros) can't handle. I stop that train of thought right there because it's only going to make me upset and no one wants that, especially not me. I take a deep breath and return my focus to the scene in front of me. The class having fun and being carefree for once warms my heart, a lot.

I didn’t notice how my power started to slip from my control because of my emotions. While I was engrossed in the scene below me the glow of my power swirling around me before I could properly stop it. The beams of light shot down toward the class and hit the class, causing screams of shock and fear throughout the class as they hung onto each other. Aizawa off to the side and taking a nap just avoided the blast startled awake by the screams of his kids, his eyes opened a second after the blast abruptly cut off. He looked at what happened. His class had just become toddlers. He gathered them up quickly and started to take them toward the school, as the bell was about to ring and it was the safest choice for the now-toddler students.

“Come here” he rushed out at the students, trying to keep them close. He grabbed his phone to call his husband “I’m a hero and can get you somewhere safe”. Some of the students went with him as soon as he said ‘hero’, others such as Todoroki were more hesitant, wondering if they could trust him. He dialed Hizashi’s number as fast as he could, his fingers flying across the screen. When he picked up, he explained and felt some of the panic fade. He thanked his beloved husband for listening as he reached the school. He ushered the students to the classroom and paced, thinking about what to do.

P.O.V: Nezu

My personal student - Midoriya Izuku - had run from my office around an hour and a half ago eager to complete the task I assigned to him. It’s been ages since I last had one and I was excited to have a new student to train and mold

He should be almost done at this point, I thought. I had given him a task to complete, he had to figure out an old cold case with the clues I left for him to help him hone his detective and problem solving skills. With a fond smile on his face he thought He’s truly one of the brightest kids I've ever met, i’m glad he’s here at U.A.

No sooner had he had this thought occurred in his head than a flash of bright multicolored light and a sharp *pop* as he looked in front of his desk he saw a person with flowing hair and slightly glowing skin, looking slightly disheveled. They looked up across the desk and Nezu felt an air of power and stayed on guard as he started to ask

“Who ar-”

“No time. Listen, you need to trust me” they rushed out in a panic “I accidentally turned class A into toddlers - Aizawa - er, Eraser, has them back safely in his homeroom”

“What” I asked, slightly dumbfounded. That’s something I don’t feel very often… I don’t like it, I never did when I felt it. “How did you do that, is it your quirk? Are the students otherwise unharmed”

“In a way, kinda” they responded quickly answering my first question. They then added “yes, do not fret about them” clearly hoping i'd do something to help them, forgetting to tell me what they needed or if I could even help at all. As if they could read my mind they spoke up “Midoriya should be heading back to homeroom right about now,you should have him look after them. He's great with kids, send a text or make a class announcement ” a chill went down my spine at that. I asked

“How do you know that? What’s your name?” hoping to finally learn about this mysterious person/being, as well as wondering if they were stalking my student, could they be a spy for the league? They sighed, a heavy long, exasperated sigh.

“Oh~ for fax sacks… We don’t have time for this sh!t” they muttered under their breath, probably not meaning to be heard. They then spoke up and answered, quick, impatient and getting more desperate every word “Just call me ‘Creator’, I made this universe and I was just watching one of my favorite moments and I got a little too engrossed in it this time” At the end, they sounded almost embarrassed through their desperation. I could barely speak, if this was true…

“Why should I believe you, how do I know you’re telling the truth?” I’m not stupid, far from it. I need to double check before taking any action. I can’t just believe such claims without any proof. They stayed still for a second,clearly holding back a long sigh. They had probably anticipated this, but were getting annoyed with me not believing them. They raised their head and looked in my eyes, a serious look settling in.Their mouth set in a thin line.

“Here’s your proof” They lifted their hand above their head and suddenly everything saw moving colour and sparkles swirled around them as pictures flashed between us.

“Please stop,” I requested. Everything had become too much. “I believe you, I will make an announcement to the 1-A homeroom." Immediate relief flooded their face.

“Thank you” they said. “I’ll watch over them to make sure nothing too bad happens, just make sure he knows he’s responsible. I’d also like to get Eraser out of there. He’s panicking enough and needs a break, the poor man.”

I nodded as I turned to make the announcement. “Understood, I will pass along the message” The nodded back saying “ I wish you well” once again colours filled the room, swearing before converging on the figure before disappearing in a flash. I pressed the intercom for the 1-A homeroom.

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P.O.V: Midoriya Izuku

I was sprinting through the U.A halls as fast as I could without One For All. I always was fast on my feet. I thought. I'd learned that much too long ago. Memories of why i’d learned to run, hide, be silent and stay out of the way so you don’t bother anyone played in my head like movie clips. I slowed down slightly, not noticing Catsudon stepping a little closer as we ran . Overcome with this flood and nearly missed the door as I skidded to a stop. I took a deep breath and reached for the handle, preparing to apologise profusely to Aizawa-Sensei. I’d taken five more minutes with the task than I'd asked him to leave for. I hoped he wouldn't be too mad. I burst into the room as I rushed out

“I’m so sorry Aizaw-” I cut myself off abruptly and couldn't believe my eyes. I actually rubbed them to confirm that I was seeing right. My classmates were..toddlers, and Aizawa-sensei was nowhere in sight. “What the actual fax” I whisper-yelled as I looked around, wondering where he was and what was happening. Catsudon walked away checking on the others. I noticed Mini-Mochi - young Ochaco, my girlfriend (girlfriend!!!) - floating what looked like Sero-Kun and Ashido-San several feet in the air, looking like she was seconds away from puking. I walked over slowly and speak softly as to not startle her

“Hello mochi, do you want some help?” She looked at me and nodded. “Okay, do you want to lean on me?” she nodded and moved to lean on my front. “Hold your hands like this please” I moved her hands to the position I’ve seen her use many times before. “Thank you. Just wait one second.” I raised my other hand up toward the floating pair. Blackwhip shot from my hand coiling around them, taking their weight. “Now, say 'release'"

“R-rel-release" she repeated weakly, practically whispering. The full weight of the two kids fell on Blackwhip as I slowly lowered them to the ground.

“Good job Mochi” I praised her. I then looked up at Sero-kun and Ashido-san and asked “can you two stay with her until she feels better?”

“Sure”

“of course”

“Thank you, please take her to the garbage over there” I said standing up and pointing to the trash can by the front desk, across from the front door.

“Okay” the pair responded in unison before grabbing mini-mochi lightly by the arms and guiding her towards the trash can as I watched to make sure they made it. When I confirmed that they made it I turned to look at the rest of the class. Kachan and Kiri-kun were with Kami-kun and Jiro-san huddled near the back of the room, with my other classmates scattered around the room. I saw Togoyami-kun crying with Todoroki-kun, Yaomomo, and Sato-kun trying to comfort him and my eyes zeroed in on the sight. I jogged over and dropped down to his level, something I've seen Aizawa-sensei do when he comforts one of us.

“Hey, what’s going on?” he looked up at my voice as I opened my arms for him to hug if he wanted. I didn’t expect him to crawl immediately into them, sobbing against my chest, but he did. I rubbed his back and a tiny dark shadow appeared, wrapping him in a hug from behind. Catsudon moved closer to him, rubbing her head against him for comfort.

“I-I want my-y mama and dada-a” he sniffed between tears.

“I'm sorry. I can’t help with that, but I won’t leave you alone. You can stay hugging me as long as you like, okay?”

“O- okay” he whispered back, sending a small shiver up my spine (I’ve never liked whispering, it's always bugged me, I don’t know why). Slowly he fell asleep against me, Dark shadow leaving as he did so. At some point Todoroki-kun joined the hug, falling asleep quickly, a rare small smile on his face as he drifted to dreamland, muttering something softly under his breath.

After a while Tokoyami-kun woke up feeling better. I pointed to Iida-kun, and Tsu, prompting him to head over and start playing with them. Catsudon left to go play with some of my other classmates. Todoroki-kun is still fast asleep against my side. I picked him up and stood, looking around at my class. Something felt off.

"Let's count everyone” I muttered to myself then started counting out loud “1, 2, 3, 4 ,5, 6-”

“Hello Midoriya-kun!” a familiar, always slightly ecstatic, voice popped over the loudspeaker causing me to jump and nearly drop Todoroki-kun. I settled him on my hip, quickly making sure he was still asleep when I looked up.

“Hi, Nezu-sensei” I breathlessly responded “could you please tell me where Aizawa-sensei is?”

“Of course, I sent him home because he was panicking and only making things harder to fix” my principal-teacher replied calmly.

“What even happened here? How, why?”

“Midoriya-kun, do please calm down please I will explain everything” I took a deep breath and looked back up.

“Okay, explain.”

“There was an accident involving someone called ‘creator’ and their powers. I won’t go into detail, but I got a note after the left explaining that they will turn back after 24 hours. No harm will happen, everyone will return to normal after that time without any issues or injuries" during this little monologue, I noticed Kachan yelling at Kami-kun with his boyfriend, Kiri-kun, holding him back and Yaomomo holding her arms protectively in front of him. Jiro-san was laughing off to the side but ready to step in if Katchan hurt her girlfriend. I let out a sigh of relief from Nezu-sensei’s words

“Thank goodness, that’s good” kachan’s shouting grew even louder

“Do you ha-”

“I’m sorry, Give me a sec” I moved my hand to cover Todoroki-kun's ears, he may be a deep sleeper but he didn’t want to risk it. I raised my voice

“Hey, Katchan. That is more than enough” voice raising to a yell as I continued, hearing Nezu-sensei start wildly cackling in the background “Leave him alone right now and take a deep breath” he turned around confused and signed as he asked.

“What was that, Zuzu?” I moved my hands to repeat my words in sign (I learned it for several reasons, one is because sometimes I can’t force my mouth to move even a bit, another is because kachan might go deaf because of his quirk. doesn’t help that he was born hard of hearing) and he signed back

"But, Zuzu..”

“No, apologize and take a goddamned breath, understood” he turned around angry, but apologized out loud after a hard glare, Kami forgave him and Yaomomo lowered her arms as they walked away to play apart from each other. I sighed and apologized

“Sorry about that Nezu-sensei. Anything else?” he stopped cackling long enough to say

“No. unless you have questions”

“Why me? Not that I'm complaining, but..”

“It's okay. The note says: first and foremost you’re good with kids and second even though it happened by accident, this is good entertainment for them”

My pain is being used as entertainment?! I thought incredulously

“Can I tell anyone, for example, Hito-kun?” he thought for a minute

“I suppose he’s okay to tell. But no one else. We don’t want villains finding out”

“Understood”

“If that's all, I’ll leave you to it. You have my number if any issues arrive"

“Got it, see you”

‘Bye” he turned off the intercom. I gently wake todoroki-kun, apologize and point him toward where sero-kun and Shoji-kun were now playing, watching as he slowly shuffles over and asks to play. I turn back and return to counting heads.

“1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6-18”... someone's missing. no. deep breath Izuku maybe you just miscounted. I took a deep breath and recounted

“1, 2, 3, 4-18” okay, someone's definitely missing. The door stayed behind me the whole time, so no one escaped through it. Let’s go by class number order.I looked for number 1: Aoyama

“Aoyama-kun…where is he?” I looked around and noticed a pile of blankets and pillows that wasn't there when I entered the room. I walked over and softly breathed out

“Hey, buddy. You okay in there, can you come out of that?” he crawled out and stopped right before he hit me. His hair covered one of his eyes.

“You okay bud? He shook his head minutely “Can I move your hair?” He shook even harder than he was before. Eventually he slowly nodded and I swiped his hair out of his eye.
I sucked in a short breath as I saw a dark bruise forming around his eye. “Let me wrap it up for you. I then pull out a small cloth wrap I keep on me and call out “Todoroki-kun, come here please here sweetie” he came over.

“Yes, Midoriya?”

“I’m sorry to ask this of you” noting the bandaging around his eye. He must be right after the INCIDENT. I held the cloth piece out to him. “But, could you please ice this for me?”

“Sure” he responded. I thanked him while he grabbed the cloth and activated his right side. He passed it back and I wrapped it around Aoyama’s eye.

“It’ going to be cold, but it’ll warm up against you so just wait a bit. Okay?”

“Okay” he responded as Catudon trotted over checking on everyone. Satisfied that we were alright, she walked away to play with Ojiro-kun and a visible (wait, I can see her?!) Hagakure-san and began playing. Aoyama-kun slumped against my front, falling asleep fast. Todoroki-kun still hadn't left. He took a step forward and gave me a hug, muttering a distinct “Warm” as he fell back asleep on my side. I had to look at the roof so I didn’t cry at the remark. Then the thoughts appeared in my head: How does he sleep so easily!? I barely can get 3, maybe 4 hours a night!! (No, I’m not even sure how I function). After a second I remembered that I had permission to call Hito-kun. I grabbed my phone and dialed his number.

P.O.V Shinso Hitoshi

The class was taking a short break from work, so I was taking a short nap, something I learned from one of my adoptive fathers (my Dadzawa and Papamic). My phone started buzzing in my pocket. I dug my phone grumbling about someone interrupting my nap. I looked at my phone and sat straighter. Midoriya-kun (and isn't that weird, I have an actual friend), doesn't call during school hours unless it's really important. I answer quickly

“What's wrong?”

“Get somewhere private, no one can know except for you" This only makes my anxiety spike. I rush to a private bathroom, somewhere I know well from the panic attacks I've had in here.

“Go ahead, it’s safe”

“Don’t freak out.” He took a deep breath before continuing . “The rest of my class has been turned into toddlers.

“WHAT?! Is denki okay?!” After hearing that news, I need to make sure my boyfriend is okay.

“Yes. Yes, other than being even more of a child then they were before everyone, including kami, is alright” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

“Thank goodness,how did this happen?”

“An accident. I’m not sure how much I can tell you, Nezu-sensei was worried but gave me permission to tell you.” Principal Nezu trusts me enough to let me know this?!

“Understood, why are you telling me?”

“...Can you please help me after school in the 1-A dorms, before you have to go to your own to try and sleep of course”

“Sure, but I'm not the best with kids. Anything else?”

“Thank you Hito-kun. Please let Hatsume-san know I can’t be there for our lunch meeting and that I'll make it up to her another time.”

“Got it. See you after school”

“See ya” I stepped out of the bathroom, even more tired than when I went to sleep. I sat back down where I was napping and just sorta, stared into space, thinking about what I just heard. The break ended five minutes later and I walked to my next class.

P.O.V: Midoriya Izuku

I watched as everyone ran around playing. I woke up Todoroki-kun and Aoyama-kun so they could play with the others. Everyone was doing something different. Some were singing with Jiro-san playing instruments at their request. Others were playing tag or board games.

After a while, Hagakure-san walked up nervously with Tsu and Ashido-san quietly cheering her on.

“Hey, Midoriya-kun?”

“Yes, what up?”

“I was hoping we could go over to the park for a bit… could we, please?”

“I’d need to get permission, but sure we can go if it’s okay.” she burst into a smile

“Thank you!! I tell everyone” she turned on her heel and left, running to her friends. A fond sigh slipped through my lips as I pulled out my phone to text Nezu-sensei for permission.

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P.O.V: Midoriya Izuku

I stood up, smiling

“Everyone, line up with a buddy, and make sure to hold hands. We don’t want to lose anybody” I say after I received permission to leave campus from Nezu-sensei ”We’re going to the park” Most of the class cheered, especially Hagakure-san, except Todoroki-kun. He looked confused as he walked up to me and whispered

“What’s a park?” my heart shattered for him. While it’s no secret I admired most heroes, Todoroki “Endeavor” Enji was not one of them.

“It’s a place where most people hang out and play” I answered as we started to walk out the door

“Have you been to a park before?” He asked

“I have” I responded. “though my experience was different to most”

“How so?”

“Well…” I tried to put it into 5 year old terms “Most people didn’t like me too much (or at all for some) so, they weren’t the nicest to me.” He scrunched up his face. It’s the most expressive I've ever seen him in public.

“That sucks. You seem nice, why wouldn't they like you?”

“That's something you don’t need to know” I chuckled and almost instinctively, booped his snoot. He stepped back from the contact more from shock then dislike.

“Oh- I'm sorry!” I apologized immediately

“What was that? What did you just do?” he asked (more demanded but) in what almost looked like wonder. He moved my hand to press against his nose again I smiled softly at him and explained

“I touched your nose, or as most people call it ‘booped you snoot” We were almost at the park by now.

“Woah- that's fun!” he let out the biggest smile I've ever seen out of him. It melted my heart a little bit.

“Yea?” I giggled

“Yea!” he said confidently, reaching up to my face, clearly hoping to boop me. I leaned down as we reached the park and when his finger made contact he let out a laugh.

“You like that?” I asked

“Yes”

“Just give me a sec, okay?” He seemed disappointed but nodded. I stood up and addressed everyone.

“Gather around, we need to set some rules. 1. No quirks” I looked directly at Katchan and waited till even he gave affirmation before continuing. “2, stay where I can see you, 3 if something happens leave it to me to deal with and go to the school.” I pointed to the school a little ways off “last but not least, HAVE FUN!!” They cheered and ran off with that last statement and I turned back to Todoroki-kun.

Todoroki-Kun and I kept booping each other's snoots until he decided he wanted to boop someone else’s snoot, he ran over and booped Sero-kun, before running off.

“Oh, it’s on” I heard Sero-kun say. An expression that almost screamed ‘challenge accepted’ came over his face as I looked over. He sprinted after Todoroki-kun as others joined in what was quickly becoming a war. Running and laughing with boops all around. I smile as I turn to prepare some small makeshift toys (they aren’t very good, I'm not great at crafts) for them to play with once they are done. As the play war died down, they came and grabbed some of the toys and went off to chill and play in groups.

Iida-kun lightly poked at my thigh to get my attention, pushing the fresh (as of…what I did… last night) bandages under my shorts. I think to myself. I’m surprised no one's found the hidden blade I keep. I don’t hide it very well. He pokes again but harder this time. I hold back a wince and turn to him, crouching down. I forced a smile onto my face hoping he didn’t feel them or notice. Before I could ask what he needed or wanted, he asked

“What's under your shorts?” Sh!t. I thought. He noticed, of course he did, the one time I don’t .

“Iida-kun, bud. That's not something polite to ask”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” he bowed and turned to walk away a little embarrassed and ashamed. I call out, not wanting him to be upset.

“It’s all good bub, don’t worry. Is there something you wanted?” he stopped and hesitantly turned back

“...yes. But first, are you alright?”

“yes , I'm okay. I was just doing my workout routine and got a pretty bad gash on my thigh.” I hoped that wasn’t too much detail for him. “I patched it up though so it's all good.” He breathed a sigh of relief but tilted his head in confusion.

“That's good.” he smiled. "but what does "patched up mean? you didn't sow patches into your leg did you?" he suddenly looked concerned

"oh- god no! it means I bandiged it" I reassured him

"OH! okay" he let out

“Anyway, what did ya want?” his smile slightly faded, and he seemed nervous

“...Could I please organize the items behind you? It's really bugging me”

“Of course, go right ahead” he bowed and thanked me before heading over and starting to shift the toys to where he wanted them. Kami-kun and Yaomomo walked up and started chatting with me about games. Kami-kun was appalled that she hadn't had many - if any - opportunities to play video games throughout her life. He was ranting and explaining about a bunch of different games before settling on a truly ancient classic game, Minecraft, with occasional uncontrolled sparks flying off him.

“How do you create a sword in Minecraft?"

“You put a stick in the bottom-middle square of the crafting table and put the other material you need. This can be: iron, wood, emerald, ect… above it in a straight vertical line.”

“Woah…cool! Okay!!” he turned and his excitement dimmed as he noticed a figure darted toward the little group. Ashido-san ran up,as Kami-kun stepped back with Yaomomo, tears gliding down her cheeks.

“What’s wrong, darling?” She twisted her hands guiltily and looked me in the eye.

“...I broke the toy I grabbed earlier. I’m sorry” she explained and apologised. I reached and wiped her tears.

“It’s all okay, don’t worry I made more” I point over to Iida-kun, who is still adjusting the toys. “You can get one from Iida-kun over there, just ask!” she bowed.

“Okay, thank you”

“No problem.” She walked over and chatted to Iida-kun. He pouted slightly but handed one over. She smiled wide and thanked him

Kouda-kun, Sato-kun and Shoji-kun all walked up slowly. When they arrived I asked

“Hey you three, what's up?” kouda-kun opened his mouth to speak but stopped suddenly and slowly closed it. He started shifting quickly and uncomfortably, like he really needed me to know something. I instantly recognised that he felt uncomfortable speaking at the moment. A feeling I’ve had myself many times before. My smile widened and I signed.

“Don’t worry, I get not wanting to speak sometimes." He brightened up as soon as my hands started forming the words. “You can just sign to me.” He responded after a bit

“Shoji and Sato got hurt pretty badly while on the equipment”

‘Can you show me where?”

Yes, just a second” Kouda-kun turned around toward the other two and explained the conversation we’d just had. They walked up to me and lifted their shirts to show their injuries. I wince in sympathy. I sign a thank you to Kouda-kun before addressing the others out loud

“Owch you guys, could you tell me exactly what you were doing?” They explained that they were running around and roughhousing when they got a little carried away. I sigh. “Come here. I know some first aid”. As they walk forward they ask

“What’s first aid?”

“Help, or medicine” I reply simply, reaching to grab my first aid kit that I always keep on me in my hero suit. I almost never go without one of my suits on, not that you’d ever be able to tell by looking at me in my civilian clothing. I may be a villain magnet. But I'm not a faxing stupid villain magnet!

I pull out the kit, laying it on the grass to grab the materials I need to wrap them up. I shove my hand in and almost hit the box-cutter I keep in there. That was a close call. I think to myself almost deadpan as I grab the wrap and bandages I’m looking for as well as some alcohol wipes to disinfect the surrounding area of skin. I look up and say

“I have the stuff I need. This might hurt a bit; but you need to hold still. Okay?”

“Okay!!” They both responded. I grabbed the wipes and started with Shoji-kun before moving to Sato-kun. Once I placed it the both winced in turn. Once that was done I wrapped them up and sent them on their way. As I settled back down to try and relax. I heard footsteps lazily walking toward the class. Something told me they weren’t friendly. I had them gather into a group under the pretense of playing a whole class game.

Then I heard a voice speak, slightly slower and quieter than an average person would, an edge of seemingly demented joy seeping through the words.

“Who do we have here?”

I stood up. “Who are you?” He doesn’t look too dangerous, but looks can be deceiving. I mind was working a mile a minute seeing if he had any weapons

“My name doesn’t matter. I am here to get rid of the pestilent class 1-A.”

“Everyone” I call out, putting my muccaled frame in between him and the class. He doesn’t have a very dangerous quirk from what I can feel. I suppress a shudder at that. (the thing that allows me to feel quirks. The bane of my existence as I've secretly been training with it since I learned that I had…”inherited” it from Hizashi - as if that was, or is, his actual name - not long ago) “If you can all get back to the classroom safely within 10 minutes, you all get cookies.” They all cheered and ran off toward the school. Some keep others in line and help them go faster.

“Absolutely not!” He yelled, lunging forward. I moved faster than he could. He stopped suddenly as I pulled the trigger of the stun gun I keep in my suit. (I’ve known how to use it for as long as I knew what a gun was…you don’t grow up quirkless without knowing how to defend yourself. Sometimes literally - you could die, not knowing how to fight - although I always was better at running. Images float around my head, memories of times people had attempted to take advantage of my quirklessness. My parents taught me how to fight, I learned how to hide. Mom taught me to properly punch and kick before I was 5, Hizashi literally tortured me on multiple occasions to prepare for what would happen if the heroes found out my true identity. I smile at the thought)

“You faxing duma$$, did you truly not think this through like, at all?” I know he can’t hear me, I just can’t help it, I truly am Hizashi's disgusting child as much as I hate to admit it.I violently shook my head and Blackwhip shot out and wrapped around him, lifting him up as I turned on my heels and briskly headed back to the school.