In which [Name]'s bathroom curse lives on yet another day.

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[Name] furrowedher eyebrows, watching the tall male stare at her while he paced the practice combat arena.

"I want to make sure my father behaves. He used to overwork me, and I don't want that to happen to you." Todoroki sighed, sitting on the bleachers. [Name] pat his head lightly and leaned against his shoulder.

Suddenly, the door banged open loudly as Hawks strutted in, making [Name] jump up.

"Do yOU KNOW HOW LATE YOU ARE?!" [Name] screeched, grabbing him by the collar.

"Woah, chill out kid! I had to stop by KFC!" Hawks laughed, shoving a nugget in her mouth to shut her up.

A large, dark figure came into view behind the winged pro hero, and there stood Endeavor in all his tall, muscular, and intimidating glory. [Name]'s eyes widened as the nugget dropped to the floor.

"5 second rule," Hawks shrugged, using one of his feathers to pick it up.

"Shoto." Endeavor huffed, catching sight of his son. "Why have you been leaving me on 'read?'"

"Bitch bye 🤣 ," Todoroki said, walking back towards the bleachers so he could watch from a safe distance away.

"[Name]. I'm pleased to be working with you." Endeavor said cautiously. He stuck his large hand out and shook [Name]'s hand roughly, almost dislocating her arm. Upon seeing her wince, he widened his eyes and tried to be gentle.

"Man, you look constipated as fuckkkk," Hawks deadpanned as he watched Endeavor's hand shake violently as he tried to control his strength.

After an awkward length of time that was a bit too long for a handshake, Hawks pushed Endeavor to the side by putting both hands on his gigantic, sculpted butt.

"How's the practice going? Are you finally getting control of the quirk?" The blonde asked with encouragement.

"Hell yeah!" [Name] pumped her fist, almost smacking Hawks in the nose. "My altered quirk isn't that powerful when I use it at will, but whatever little I can do I have complete control of!"

"Nice! Today we have stamina training!" Hawks said, and turned towards Endeavor. "So what do we have planned?"

"Umm... " Endeavor pulled out his notebook and flipped through the numerous pages of interesting furry sketches before stopping at the training regimen. "50 pushups, 3 laps around the campus, and 690 squats."

"Wha...What..." [Name] almost fainted right then and there.

"Father, that's too much exercise for [Name]. Trust me." Todoroki protested.

"But it's how I got such voluptuous thighs," Endeavor said. "Here, feel them."

"I'd rather not, father..."

"Come on, just feel them-"

Lucky for [Name], Todoroki intervened at the 69th squat, out of fear that Endeavor would overwork her. 

That, and the fact that [Name] was lying on the concrete, foaming at the mouth. Hawks picked her up with one of his feathers and walked out the door, [Name] hovering after him like she was on Fairy Tiktok.

"Well, I'll take her back," Hawks waved playfully. "Goodbye, legal Todoroki, underage Todoroki."

"MY CHEEEEKSSSSS!" [Name] whined in pain as Hawks's feather carried her to the dorms where Aizawa was waiting. "HOW AM I GONNA KICK SOME YAKUZA BUTT WHEN MY ASS HURTS!!"

"Woah, what?" Hawks furrowed his eyebrows and paused suddenly, turning towards her. "I thought you were going to snoop around an abandoned warehouse, not actually fight anyone."

"Why, are you worried about me?" [Name] snickered. She yelped as the feather suddenly dropped her, glaring at Hawks as he caught her at the last minute with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Of course, who's gonna raid KFC with me on patrols if you get hurt, baby bird?" Hawks joked, flicking the girl's forehead as he carried her bridal style.

"Damn, you're right! Yeah, don't worry, the base will be abandoned," [Name] huffed, clambering out of Hawks's arms and to her feet.

"Alright then, if you say so," Hawks laughed, and then his face became serious. "Here."

A scarlet feather fluttered into [Name]'s hand from his left wing.

"What do you want me to do with this, tickle the yakuza to death? I mean, that's kinda kinky but- AHGUJW!" [Name] let out an ungodly screeched as the feather jumped to life, but gasped with excitement as it cuddled up to her neck.

"I'll get a vague idea if you're in danger because I can telepathically control and sense with them." Hawks shrugged. "It's just for... Ya know, safety. No big deal, kid."

"Why do I feel violated right now?" [Name] blushed dark red as it flew up her shirt and settled safely in her bra.

"Well, you're better off keeping it hidden, and I'd rather give you the flirty one than the stubborn one."

"Do all your feathers... Have personalities?"

"Maybe..." Hawks smirked. "That one is extra horny 💔."

"Alright. I officially name this feather BootyEater69! Or Bee, for short."

"You really aren't like other girls, are you..." Hawks deadpanned, a little concerned for [Name]'s mental health, but then again, who wasn't?

"WAIT!!" [Name] yelled loudly, making other students nearby stare, also partly because she was walking beside the number 3 pro hero.

"Who?! What!?" Hawks yelled, his wings ruffling out quickly, fluffed and prepared to fight a bitch.

"This is my first really dangerous mission as a sidekick! So I gotta call my sugar daddy and say my farewells in case I don't come back!" [Name] said dramatically, holding her phone up to the sky.

"Whatever you say, kid," Hawks rolled his eyes and lazily crossed his arms, leaning against the railings of the bridge the two stopped on as [Name] dialed the number.

"She👩‍🦰like👍 papi😘 I adore❤️ you👉 I'm like 😼 baby 👶 I ain't 🙅‍♂️ normal 🤪 RRRRRRR🦁🦁🦁 " A ringtone blared loudly from Hawks's pocket.

"Is that your phone ringing? Must be Mirko or something," [Name] asked absentmindedly, too focused on waiting for her sugar daddy to pick up to put two and two together.

"UhHH," Hawks paled as he checked the caller ID, confirming his worst suspicions. Without warning, he chucked his phone over the bridge into the campus lake. "Oops! My hand slipped! Guess I need a new phone!"

"Foreigner 💞 Foreigner 💞 Foreigner 💞 Foreigner 💞....." The ringtone became a beautiful, distant melody as the phone sank to the bottom of the pond.

"Dammit! It says the call failed! [Name]'s dumbass whined.

"Shame," Hawks sweat nervously. "Maybe his phone's dead or something?"

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"Come on, dad! Pleaseee let me have the aux cord? It's our first father-daughter mission together, and I wanna make it memorable!"

"No, [Name]." Aizawa groaned, slamming his head on the steering wheel, resulting in a loud and prolonged 'hooooooonk.' The two were currently driving to a place near the warehouse where they could park the car and walk the rest of the way subtly.

"Whyyyy? On moms, my playlist is a bop!" [Name] whined.

"[Name], the Russian National Anthem is not a 'bop', especially when you've heard it for the third time in 15 minutes. Besides, you don't have a m-"

"Fine, I'll just sing a song myself. Ahem, it's me Jessie and Ari, if yo- th- if they test me they sorry-"

"AAAND Would you look at that! WE'RE HERE!" Aizawa said loudly, swerving the car onto a narrow street, almost making his daughter go flying out the window.

[Name] looked out of the window to see the beautiful, neon-lit city turning into dull, grey alleys. She shivered slightly as Aizawa parked the car in a hidden area.

"[Name], stay beside me at all times," Aizawa said, grabbing her shoulders gently. "The warehouse may be large, and I don't want to spend any more time here than we already have to."

"Hey, remember? Everything will be fine! Nighteye used his foresight on you!" [Name] protested.

"Yes, but he merely said everything would be 'okay in the end...' He refused to explain what happened in detail. But I'm sure it's nothing." Aizawa nodded firmly.

As father and daughter subtly snuck around, the two began to relax as Nighteye's predictions seemed to be true-- there was nobody in the area, it was completely empty and dull.

"Let's go get some top-secret information and steal all their stuff!" [Name] cheered, going silent as her father glared at her.

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"See, that was easy!" [Name] nae-naed with victory as she and her father walked out of the warehouse.

"Uh huh. Now, empty your pockets," Aizawa turned towards [Name], raised an eyebrow.

[Name] whined as Aizawa used his scarf to grab her ankles and flip the girl upside down. About 7 or so small bags full of white powder fell to the ground with a soft thump.

"[NAME]!" Aizawa glared angrily, massaging his forehead. "For God's sakes, you're supposed to be a HERO!"

"I wasn't gonna use them for myself! I just wanted to sell them on the black market so I could get money for Robux!" The [h/c] haired girl stuttered. "F-for the greater good of society, I promise!"

"Come on, let's get out of here before someone finds us," Aizawa grumbled.

"Союз нерушимый республик свободных, Сплотила навеки Великая Русь," Aizawa's phone blared.

"Sorry, I might have changed your ringtone without telling you..." [Name] sweatdropped as he picked up his phone.

Aizawa's eyes widened slightly as he put the phone up to his ear. Then, quickly hanging up, he turned to [Name].

"One of the hero teams nearby needs backup. I'll be back in an hour. Wait in the car and DO NOT GO ANYWHERE."

"Okayyyyyy," [Name] shrugged off her father's nagging. As Aizawa left in a hurry, the girl began walking back to the car until she suddenly stopped in her tracks, widening her eyes.

"Shit, I knew I shouldn't have chuGGED THOSE CAPRI SUNS!" [Name] whined as the urge to quite literally pee her pants overtook her. "But I told dad I'd go straight to the car..."

The [h/c] haired girl looked around frantically and let out a sigh of relief as she saw a large, four story bar that was near the warehouse. Loud music and flashing colors illuminated the street outside.

"That nightclub looks totally safe! Plus, I can see a good amount of people inside, so there probably won't be any villains present.." [Name] murmured to herself, sneaking in the back door.

"Did they rent out the venue for a private party or something?" [Name] wondered aloud, but shook off her thoughts as the urge to pee hit her again like a truck. "Whatever, I don't care!"

As the girl zoomed at light speed to the bathroom, she couldn't help but notice that the decorations and dress code of the party were 'Tropical Island' themed, yet some people seemed to be wearing plain, black face masks.

"Why are so many people wearing masks? It's not like there's a virus going around or anything," [Name] snorted, staring at her reflection in the dull, grey bathroom mirror as she washed her hands.

As she exited the bathroom, [Name] was about to walk out the door when the smell of food made her stop in her tracks.

Turning around, [Name] saw a large bar serving food and drinks and people dancing on the floor. They seemed kind of bored and stale, as if they were forced to come to the party, but [Name] was determined to change that.

"Maybe I can stay for a bit..." [Name] said slyly, grabbing a pair of abandoned sunglasses and sliding into a bar seat.

"Pour me a shot of grape juice and don't tell my dad, you peasant," [Name] commanded the bartender.

"ID, please? You look too young to be here." He raised an eyebrow. [Name] subtly slid him a piece of paper, looking to the left and right exaggeratedly. The bartender rolled his eyes and stared at the ID.

"Did you borrow or steal this from someone?" He deadpanned, staring between the ID and [Name]. "The person in this picture is a blonde male... Who has wings..."

"Ok and?" [Name] huffed. "You asked for ID, not my ID."

"Whatever. I don't get paid enough for this," He huffed, pouring her a non-alcoholic grape shot and moving on to the next customer.

[Name] downed it like a mad lad, inhaled a piece of Boneless™ pizza, and hit the dance floor. Immediately, her epic Tiktok-Fortnite hybrid dancing skills gained attention, as a center was cleared for her. The crowd immediately became more lively, and not like they were being forced to dance against their will.

The crowd cheered her on, throwing money on her as she twerked to her heart's content. Throughout the night, [Name] had requested that the DJ play songs from her 'absolute 🔥' playlist, including the xie hua piao piao and kazoo kid trap remix.

She had even thrown it back on a blonde girl about her age, and had also jokingly slow-danced to Minecraft music with a tall, unrecognizable male whose body temperature was unusually warm. They seemed quite familiar, but it was too dark for [Name] to see anyone's face clearly.

By the end of the night, the crowd, impressed by her energy and confidence, had hoisted her onto their shoulders and surfed her through the crowd. Not to mention that [Name]'s pockets were stuffed with 'hella bank,' making up for the Drug Trade that her father 'so rudely' forbade her from engaging in.

After a while on the floor, [Name] staggered to a nightclub couch, her vision and hearing slightly fuzzy from the loud speakers and flashing lights. Her muscles were exhausted, her breaths uneven.

A distinct figure stood nearby, back facing [Name]. The [h/c] haired girl squinted for a few seconds, and then widened her eyes as she saw that the person had light hair.

"E-Eri?" [Name] gasped, stumbling to her feet. Eri began walking to the back of the nightclub-bar as [Name] followed.

The little girl pushed open a set of doors leading to the back rooms of the nightclub, breaking out into a run. All [Name] could see were flashes of Eri's light hair, so she stayed committed to following them.

"H-Hey, wait!" [Name] tripped over her feet as she followed Eri into a dark room. Upon losing sight of the white-haired girl, [Name] frantically watched the door of the room shut tightly, locking her inside.

"Eri, remember me? I'm--"

Before [Name] could turn around to talk to the white-haired girl, something was shoved against her mouth as she blacked out.

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"I'm back and I brought something from Goth girl IHOP-" Aizawa widened his eyes as he slid into the driver's seat to see his daughter not beside him.

"DammIT [NAME]--" Aizawa rushed out of the car and looked around nearby, trying to see if she was nearby. Upon failing to find the girl, he quickly jumped in his car and sped to UA as fast as he could.

He entered the student dorms to see a few Pro Hero Teachers standing around and talking casually.

"Midnight, Vlad," Aizawa huffed. "[Name]'s missing. Please help me find her!"

As the three pro heroes left, Kaminari and Kirishima, who had been the only two downstairs in the common area at the time, stared at each other with wide eyes. Both boys were blinded by fear for [Name] and determination to find her as they prepared to rush out the door.

(made by yours truly, -bella) 

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here's a link to [name]'s playlist-- some of these songs are angst, some are bad bitch, some are memes, and some of them just have significance to me bc i've made [name] as a character waaaay too similar to myself which is kinda cringe. good luck getting through it

 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0oZ0uXIvBy6cQmUmjeg1SP?si=vJws_mC3TWOC0ZMUxnjNYQ

anyways so like EVERYONE in my discord server alr knows this but like,,, i am suchhhh a hawks simp this man has saved my life in more ways than one,,,,, i love him so much and he deserves the world and yeah that's just the typical 'bella expressing how much she wishes hawks was her husband' goodbye <3