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Get Help

(Infiltrating a villain base..)

Bakugou: Let’s do “Get Help”

Midoriya: What?

Bakugou: Get Help! 😈

Midoriya: No.

Bakugou: Why? You love it!

Midoriya: I hate it

Bakugou: It’s Great! It works everytime.

Midoriya: It’s humiliating!

Bakugou: Do you have better plan?

Midoriya: No…

Bakugou: We’re doing it

Midoriya: We. are. not. doing. “Get Help”.

A few moments later…

(Bakugou clutching deku)

Bakugou: Get help Please, My brother’s boyfriend’s dying! Help! HELP HIIMMM!!!!

(Throws Deku in Full Cowling 😂😂)

The evening was quiet and still as the sun slowly sank. It was peaceful, calm, though not for long. Moments after the sun sank fully, the shadows began to writhe and bubble. Soft taps and scratching noises sounded out from the front of the home, gradually growing in number, as the owner of the little cottage slowly stirred.

Lighting a small candle, the older woman shuffled out of her bedroom, a soft shawl pulled over her shoulders, and her nightie brushing against her slippered feet. After a few moments of fiddling, she opened up the front door and stepped out, raising her candle a little in order to see better.

The sounds stopped, and a large lanky form dropped from the roof, landing before the old woman. It bent down, terrible maw opening up slightly, before letting out a gargling rumble, its warped body easily towering over the little old lady, face stopping inches from her own.

The old woman squinted up at the creature, before smiling brightly when it finally got close enough.

“Elenta! You’re awful early today dearie. Trying to get the first pickings are we?” The old woman tittered as the monstrous creature let out a choked gargling sound in response.

Patting the sheepish creatures cheek fondly, she turned around and shuffled back inside, the creature following along dutifully. Once it had cleaned off its hands and feet, it settled contentedly next to the kitchen counter, eagerly munching on its goodies as the woman shuffled around the kitchen, setting everything up for the night.

A few minutes later, a terrible screeching hiss was heard from the kitchen window, and the woman smiled, dusting off the flour on her hands.

“Elenta, be a dear and open the window for Kdlr’t will you please?” Nodding approvingly as the creature gurgled in reply, she turned her attention to the oven, pleased to see that the next batch was doing well.

She would have to get one of them to help her get down the big pan later, so that she could make more of that drink the so love. One of them must have put it up there the last time they helped clean up, forgetting her comparably tiny size. Fixing her shawl, she turned towards her guests, smiling as she saw that a few others had arrived, a large brutish looking creature lumbering over for its nightly head pats. She did so love her darling monstrous visitors. 

Looking down at the exhausted, but finally clean, kitten in your lap, you smiled softly. You had found the little thing half frozen and incredibly ill, some monster having tied it up in a plastic bag and abandoned it in the dumpster. It was only the slight movement from within the bag, that had caught your attention, part of you having assumed it to be a rat of some sort. 

You were glad you had checked.

Though the kitten had stunk to high heaven, you were more concerned about warming it up, and had spent a good couple hours slowly warming up the tiny fur ball in the sink, not having wanted it to go into shock by warming it up too quickly. Once it had warmed properly and was moving a little more, you had hastily washed what you could from its body, before gently wrapping it in a towel, wishing you had a hair dryer.

Much to your relief, the kitten had eaten quite well as you fed it by hand, keeping it wrapped up until it dried. By the time you had unwrapped the tiny little thing, it had fallen fast asleep, little belly full and body finally a safe temperature. 

Running your fingers over its soft belly, you snickered  softly, watching the way its little paws twitched as it dreamed. Who could possibly harm such a sweet little thing, you would never know.

Deciding that you should probably find something to let it sleep in, you carefully started to pick it up from your lap, only to freeze, feeling something odd on its back. With careful, slow movements, you rolled it over, lips twitching as it simply remained asleep. 

You were gentle as you ran your fingers over the strange growths on its back, trying to figure out what they were. As if in answer to your question, the tiny kitten stretched sleepily in your palm, both growths abruptly spreading wide with a tremble, before tucking back into its side as it drifted back off contentedly.

Dumbfounded, you stared down at the “kitten”, trying to absorb the fact that yes, your new little furry companion did in fact, have bat wings of all things.

You needed a drink.

“smile, kacchan!”

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