Tokoyami's POV:
???: Mysterious. Now you coming along or what.
Me: Sorry, I don't go with strangers. Whats your name again?
Aizawa: Aizawa. Now come on kid before I just drag you along.
I was faced with a homeless looking person infront of me telling me he was the supposed "escort" sent to come get me. To me he just looked like a hobo man with a smelly scarf. And he actually had a mug of something in his hands that kinda smelled like... Wait it was coffee. It smelled kind of bitter tho and as if it had been there for a while.
Me: What brew?
Aizawa: What?
Me: You have coffee. What kind.
Aizawa: Just. Coffee.
Me: Coffee?
Aizawa: Coffee. Now come on or would you rather be dragged?
Me: Dragged please.
Wrong answer probably, cause after the words left my mouth my head hit the floor and I was covered in a scarf. It was quite soft, yes, but it also stunk like the pits of hell. It also felt like being hugged by dozens upon dozens of street cats.
Me: *cough* When was the last time you washed this thing??
Aizawa: ...
Me: I'll walk... Let me go this stinks...
Aizawa: Fine. *sigh*
Me: So. Where is Izuku?
Aizawa: The other problem child?
Me: I assume so.
Aizawa: He is fine,*sigh* being checked out by doctor at the moment. Another hero will pick him up later.
Me: How later? And will I get to see him? When?
Aizawa: Depends on when he decides to get there.
Me: Who?
Aizawa: The hero I just mentioned.
Me: By name?
Aizawa: You will see later *sigh*
Why was he sighing so much. Did I do something wrong or is it illegal to ask about your blood brother by years? If it was I didn't get the news. This person called Aizawa led me outside and to a car that looked quite new actually. He opened the door and gestured for me to enter.
Me: How should I know if you aren't trying to kidnap me? You could be some impersonator!
Aizawa: *sigh* Just get in.
Me: Nice job, so reasurring.
???: WHAT! YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME YOU WERE ADOPTING!!!
Aizawa: *sigh*
Me: Wh- What banshee have I heard...
Aizawa: My overly loud husband... Mic shut up please.
Mic: A- alright... Hello there little listener!
Me: He's still louder than the average human. Man he must have been born a banshee.
Aizawa: I wouldn't be surprised if he was.
Mic: Heyyyyyyy! Come on Sho!
Aizawa: Your still yelling... The windshield is going to crack.
Me: Where we going?
Aizawa: To our... place of living.
Me: And that would be?
Mic: HOME!!! HAHA!
Me: ...
Aizawa: ...*sigh* not the windows again...
Mic: YEAAAHHHHHHH SORRY!
Me: And the...windshield...How can a person be so loud???
Mic: My quirk! Its-
Aizawa: A menace to anything glass or breakable.
Mic: NO! Ahem sorry... Its Voice!
Me: I'm guessing your just a banshee in a human body.
Mic: I...
Aizawa: Exactly. Now can we go now or must you break all the windows in the building too?
Mic: ...
Aizawa: I take your silence as a yes.
As soon as we pulled out the parking lot it started to drizzle, continuing into a rain, then heavy rain. It was like the skies saw the broken windows and decided to make it worse than it was already. After a few minutes everything in the car was drenched and cold.
I started shivering after about ten minutes from then, how bad can it get when the only things you have on is a slightly burnt shirt and a pair of shorts? Not to mention my feathers aren't really great this time of year.
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