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Had someone told Izuku, in a couples months he would be demolishing an S-class villain with the upmost, highest tech in the world, curtesy of Doctor David Shield.
He would've looked at them with starry eyes that would no doubt, drop into the most horrified look. But it would change back to a laugh, he wouldn't have believed them, even the slightest bit.
Had you told him now, not only did he defeat the villain by some miracle along with his dearest and closets friends... well maybe he could believe it just a bit.
But ultimately, he would walk away and grumble how even strangers love to make fun of true quirkless kid.
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"So who invited you?" Yoichi twists in the air, finally figuring out to manipulate his body to the Izuku's realm. "Kind of out of the blue, isn't it?"
Izuku shrugs at the vestige before opening his half empty closet... ouch. "Yeah, I'm excited to go but the letter was addressed to me and all. On the bright side, Danger Sense isn't going off, but would it even go off? I mean, it's not like it's been a constant like you and Nana."
Izuku grumbles as he starts to pick out shirts for a week. While the trip is only three days, one can never be too careful in the world of whatever they're in now.
"Don't forget a sweater: I don't think it's about the quirk if not more so about Hikage being a god-darn hermit. So, back to who invited you... do you think it's possible that you friends might've gotten an invite?" Yoichi adds on while looking through Izuku's sweater collection in small doses of dissapointment.
At this, Izuku does even turn his head towards the man and instead settles with voicing his own disappointment at the clothing choice Yoichi wears.
“Yoichi… you’re wearing a Spider-man shirt with three Spider-man’s on it.”
“See, this is why Second still calls you an ‘Uncultured swine’, and as much as I try to protect you-and myself from that sticky iPad kid… at least he is aware of the multiverse.” Yoichi shakes his head and watches his kid in sudden sorrow, “Where have I failed as a parent? Like, who is there to say we aren’t in some sort of Multiverse.”
“We’re not even related, Yoichi.” Izuku laughs and decides to take a break from packing. Throwing himself on his more than messy bed, he opens up his chat and sees that his reuniting group sent a flurry of messages. “Besides, the Multiverse is for weird universal phenomena.”
One brain Cell:
Lemur:
Do any of you want to join myself in the I-Iland opening this coming week? I only have two extra tickets!
Murder God:
i’m good, winning the Sports Festival has its perks
losers.
Tinkering and Stinking:
Momo.
MOMO.
I WILL SHOWER IF YOU GIVE ME ONE OF THOSE PASSES
forget kacchan over here, forget bone crusher over there, mr. daddy issue probably already has a ticket, and shinso? ah bring him too!!
BUT THINK OF ME FIRST!!
also fuck you kacchan!
Ma-eye:
I’m not sure if I should be offended by the comment about my asshole of a father…
But you’re not wrong either.
Or correct.
I was gifted a ticket by him to represent him.
That gives me an ideas—
Meowstir:
don’t think 2 hard plz
it’ll only hurt u
but momo.
GODDESS MOMO
I BEG AND I PLEASE PLEASE GIVE MEI THOSE TICKETS SO THAT SHE CAN SHOWER
she is RANCID
Murder God:
he’s not wrong
to either comment
Lemur:
Mei.
I will give you those tickets if you promise to shower each night we are there, I will dress you myself too.
Ma-eye:
Even with your divine powers, it won’t work Momo.
Possessed:
3…2…
Ticketing and Stinking has changed their name to:
Week Clean
Week Clean:
consider it done.
(im texting in the shower)
also toshi??
count your mf days.
Possessed:
u underestimated her love for making babies
especially for free tickets to I-Island?!
… momo she’ll need a leash
Murder God:
she’s grown up so much
but a leash is wise, safe even.
Ma-eye:
wait.
so if we’re all going… what about Izuku?
Possessed:
me?
wht abt me?
Lemur:
That’s right! We all have tickets, maybe I can convince my father into getting another ticket.
Meowstir:
IK WE STEAL IZUKU
DRUG HIM
PACK HIM IN A BAG
and take him.
Murder God:
How many hours have you gone without sleeping?
Meowstir:
… stfu moody hoe
Possessed:
while i’m happy at the lengths you would u go for me
i did receive a ticket
…
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Murder God:
By who?
Possessed:
idk?
Murder God:
You stupid fucking deku.
what if you get killed? kidnapped? experimented on and then what?
stupid whore.
Week Clean:
woah there cowboy
sounds like your moody days are coming to an end partner
yeehaw
Meowstir:
yeehaw
Lemur:
should i revoke the tickets?
Week Clean:
I will jump into a dumpster
Murder God:
first off—die all of you
second— i will kill you
and third— momo, i beg, don’t do it i can see her rummaging through our dumpster right now.
Lemur:
Go take another shower Mei.
Week Clean:
no ticket revoke?
Lemur:
There won’t be a ticket if you don’t go in the shower now.
Neither will you.
Week Clean:
shiver me timbers
aye maty, i’ll c u in a wee bit
Meowstir:
…
Momo, a goddess
Ma-eye:
Truly
Possessed:
aye
Murder God:
Momo, you have another victim.
Ma-eye:
Nice knowing you Izu
Meowstir:
wuttt
RUN IZUKU RUN
Week Clean:
I’m back
wut did i miss?
o
rip
Possessed:
ILL SEND YOU THE INVITATION LOOK
*invit.img
Ma-eye:
Looks real
Murder God:
enh
i say, show him no mercy
Lemur:
It looks valid enough… let me search the location for departure
I know we’re at the same AirPort and because of how few know of the location we can’t kill him Katsuki.
…
Possessed:
wht?!?!
u were thinking abt it???
betrayal!
Ma-eye:
The location is that of a private plane.
We’ll be in the same area so if any harm does happen to appear, I’ll be by your side.
Murder God:
simp
also fuckin rich ppl
Meowstir:
simp
true
Week Clean:
SIMP
so true,
still, we love the rich nepos here (｡’▽’｡)♡
Lemur:
simp
I as well.
And I shall be ignoring that comment
Well, I guess we’ll see each other at the Expo! Start packing!
Possessed:
yes momo.
“Private plane!” Izuku screams and hurries to continue his packing all while Yoichi is laughing at Second about something, back in the Vestiges Room. “I need to finish packing!”
The lot inside are content for the time being but Hikage can’t help but feel a bit tense at this suddenness. It’s not the invitation that feels weird but the future that awaits the children.
Oh well, Yoichi did say he was stressing a bit more than usual.
Still,
Second turns to Yoichi and asks him, “Are they finally healed?” He whispers, referring to Izuku and Katsuki. “They seem to be fine here.”
“No. They’re not in the clear yet.” Hikage answers for him, a bit loom and tired. “He won the tickets at the festival… nine out of ten times, they’re rewarded with an extra ticket for a plus one.”