If I was a Mha character.....in Another Story.

Dabi-Ginning

POV: ???

???: This is my life.......not that great at the start, *on the ground panting* but it gets better. *waits looking toward the audience* Who am I? Oh. I forgot to introduce myself, my manners. The names Michael Kent, I....don't like to give out my middle name at the moment....You still don't know me. Ah, then let's get to the beginning, *snorts* dabi-ginning.

Everyone staring at him just looks like he was crazy talking to himself......except a certain someone in red who was looking at the audience as well.

Michael's POV

My story starts like most, darkness.....*whining* then birth. My mom, Trixie, just gave birth to me.

A loud booming voice can be heard: TRIXIE: QUIRK, WISH. SHE COULD WISH FOR ANYTHING TO HAPPEN AS LONG AS ITS ON HER BIRTHDAY ONCE A YEAR

Trixie while cradling me: wow, look at our beautiful boy, Richard

The man know know as Richard: he's great, got all of your looks though *they laughed a little*

Once again, the booming voice returned: RICHARD: QUIRK, PAINGIVER, HE CAN RETURN PAIN THAT HE ABSORBS

Richard: can I see him?

Trixie: sure, *scowls at him* don't. Drop. Him.

Richard while sweating nervously: why would I drop him?

Trixie: because, if my time being married to you means anything, it shows that you have butter fingers at times when nervous, I'd be upset if that's the DNA that he picks up from your side

Richard:Richards hey. I won't drop him ok.....what do you think we should name him?

Trixie: how about.......ooo, Michael

Richard: after your father?

Trixie: yeah

Richard: you know, I get to name the next one

Trixie then blushes and turns away

Richard: come on, you know I was teasing

After a couple more minutes the doctor came back in: I'm sorry Mr. Kent, but you'd have to leave, it's closing time for the hospital we'll watch over them

Richard: ok, see you two tomorrow

Trixie just giggled and layed down to sleep

A few years later and now its prom season~ Mr. Glass isn't going-

D*******:wrong transition

Me: oh, sorry....a few years later

We see Trixie over Michael's cradle rocking him back and forth, she was just singing him the beautiful boy song to put him to sleep

Richard comes in and whispers: can't believe that it's been 4 years, what do you think his quirk will be.

Trixie: don't know, but it could be related to his personality, he seems to really sound like you when he tries to talk

Richard looks at the crib: he really enjoys it when you sing him that song

Trixie: he also likes the book I've gotten recently, 'Love you Forever' hah, this is a really great book to though. *shows him the book*

Richard:.....if he makes these messes you'll be the one to clean them up

Trixie: nonono, WE'LL be cleaning it up

Richards: what is this, communism?

Trixie laughed at that: come on, tomorrow is my birthday, and the day we take him in to see for his quirk

Next day at the doctor's

Trixie: well, are you ready to find out about your quirk Michael

Me: yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, YES

Richard: no, no, no, no, NO. I'm exhausted, your mother kept me up all night last night

Trixie just blushed while giggling: I guess you're getting old already if you can't keep up with me

Richard: ooo, since when are you feisty?

Me: come on, let's go, let's go, let's go *we see mini me pulling my mom's wrist*

Small time skip

Trixie: so, what do you think you're quirk will be my little baby boy

Me: ummm, I think I might have a cominat ed quirk like my mom and dad's

Richard: you might have one like ours, its true. There's a think called genetics that come from the male and female parents- *sniff* do you smell smoke?

Trixie: oh my god, come quick Michael

Doctor: sorry, false alarm, just a quick malfunction

Everyone calmed down

Trixie: I'm going to go use the bathroom, be right back. Ok?

Richard: should be fine, I'll be here with the little guy *messed up my hair with his hand*

Trixie: ok, I'll be right back *she left the room down the hall to the bathroom*

Richard: *sighs* I'm lucky to have a girl like her, smart beautiful, great personality, what more could a man ask for.

Random guy: a harem

Richard:...........

Outside the office and down the hall

Trixie: I hop I didn't take too long in the bathroom *she was walking back before bumping into a tall muscular man and falling down*

Random Thug: what was that *looks behind him, hmm, she looks unconscious......

Few minutes later

Richard: what's taking her so long?

Random Thug enters the room carrying Trixie bridal style: does anyone know who this person is or who her family is? I found her by the bathroom and she knocked herself out cold because of my quirk, when I come in contact with someone, they get knocked out no matter what, I was going to ask the doctor for help with it.

Richard: she's my wife, just set her down at the chair *the thi followed the instruction* how long does the person stay knocked out for?

Random Thug: *shrugs shoulders* I don't know, no one has ever woken up that I've touched yet *looks down in shame* I'm sorry

Richard looked around for a doctor who could help his wife while Michael was there still trying to progress what just happened

Michael: goes to his mom: mommy? Wake up mommy, why won't you wake up? *as Michael is shaking his mom to wake her up, he starts to cry* please come back mommy, please. I can't find out my quirk without you, please. *he stops in a thought* 'maybe my quirk is like mom's, if I wish for mom to wake up, she might come back, maybe make it so she could make even more wishes to stop this from happening in the future' *he starts to imagine something that could help his mom or something, anything until POOF*

Guy in red and black: ah, where am I, who are you?