No ones pov

For the league of villains nothing was really weird to them, living the life that they were living. They rarely cared about what someone did or was, as long as they had loyalty to shigiraki, plus a good quirk, they were respected to some extent. So when toga was comfortable enough to tell the league about her coping method, they really didn't mind, or even made a big deal out of it. Of course they knew someone had to watch over her incase something happened while she regressed. So dabi was the first person to, surprisingly, agree to it. Some guessed it was some sort of brotherly instinct coming back to life, some thought maybe dabi used to be a dad. Either way toga was very very happy to have someone deal with her bullshit.

So that's where our story begins. Toga, sitting on the couch, waving the knife plushy kurogiri made her in the air as she squealed and giggled with glee. The old tv was playing sesame street, of course toga wasn't really paying attention. Dabi sat next to her, holding onto her sippy cup as he chuckled, watching her swing the toy around. After a bit toga crawls over to dabi, at first he thinks she wants her sippy cup, but is quickly proven wrong as the fuzzy fabric and met with his chest. "Stabby stabby!" Toga cheered as she continued to stab dabi in the chest, he snickered before flopping over "oh god! I'm to young to die, have mercy!" Toga squealed with joy but kept doing it till dabi went limp, sticking his tongue out "Bleh" he said softly.

Toga snatched the sippy cup from Dabis hands, sipping the pineapple juice that was inside as she began to waddle away giggling. Dabi chuckled and sat himself up, watching as kurogiri helped toga into one of the stools of the bar. Refilling her sippy up with water, seeing as it was getting a bit late, and she would stay up all night if she kept drinking juice. Dabi walked over and sat next to her, kurogiri passed him a beer before continuing to wash some dishes. Toga looked over and smiled wide, showing her two sharp fangs as he lefted the fuzzy knife again. However dabi stopped her "no no toga, it's getting late, it's relax time" he gently put a finger to his lips, smiling as toga did the same. She nodded her head and rubbed her eyes with her fist.

Eventually toga walked to the bathroom with dabi, they both brush their hair and teeth, humming the ABCs as they did so. Dabi looked away as toga got pjs on, before he himself got some on. Toga laid down with her bat stuffed animal tucked under her arm, dabi gently getting her hair as he hums a soft lullaby. Soon toga felt her eyes grow heavy, she closed her eyes and slowly descended into sleepytown. Dabi slowly got up from the bed, walking out of the room and to his own. He flopped down and sighed heavily, there were so many things toga wanted to do that they couldn't. Not because they didn't want to, but because they weren't in a good position to be able to do the fun things toga wanted to do. Of course, they all vowed that one day they'd be able to have those tea parties, those fashion shows and baking competitions. But until then, they did the best they could.