"There's no need for that, really," a waitress assures Izuku. "This happens a lot more than you think. Most people haven't played assisted pool before, so we expect these things to happen."
All Might pulls Izuku up by the collar from the floor, stopping his dramatic, incessant bowing and apologies. "Still, I'm very sorry. Allow us to clean it up!" Yagi says.
"Don't worry about that, sir. I have it handled." Saying this, the woman bends down and touches one of the bigger pieces of glass, and with a flick of her wrist, all of the shards are flying up and piecing themselves together. In just a few seconds, the door is back in working order as if nothing ever happened.
"What the fuck," Izuku whispers, eyes wide.
All Might clasps his hand over Izuku's mouth and laughs loudly. "Excuse him, please! He's never been to a place like this before."
Izuku fights back the urge to lick All Might's palm. He would do that to Kacchan with no hesitation to get him to remove his hand, but that's just weird with All Might. Besides, he's sweaty. Izuku doesn't like the taste of sweat. Not to mention all of those germs.
Izuku bats the hand off. "Sorry, I love your quirk," he blurts out, making the waitress blush.
"Thank you. It comes in handy." She digs in her pocket and hands Izuku a card. "If you want to learn to play assisted pool, all the info is on there. And if you still have questions, just call us! But while I'm here, can I get y'all started with something to drink?"
Izuku reads the card as All Might goes first and asks for just a simple water. He doesn't even order a lemon to go with it!
"Alright, and for you?" The woman asks, staring at Izuku.
"Uh, I'll have water too, please."
Yagi cuts in before she can walk away. "Get him a grape soda as well, actually. If you have it, that is."
After the woman assures him that they'll be able to provide the beverage and walks away, Izuku gives All Might a weird look. "I only didn't order it because I didn't want to make us look poor."
"What would make us look poor?" All Might asks, confusion laced in his voice.
Izuku shrugs. "Me. Grape soda is, like... I don't know. I just didn't think it would be in a place like this. Didn't want to embarrass you by asking, y'know?"
At this, All Might frowns, looking a little hurt by the comment. "You don't embarrass me, Young Midoriya." He pauses suddenly. "Except when you shattered the door, that is."
Izuku groans. "I'm gonna be thinking about this every time I try to go to sleep now."
"Embarrassment builds character, my boy!" All Might gestures with his hands to the pool table. "Now, let's see you play! The right way this time, preferably."
He reads the explanation and rules for the modified game four more times over before getting back into position. Essentially, each ball is like the snitch from that one old book series Harry Potter. It's lightweight, able to fly by itself, and overall has a mind of its own. It's important to change how you'd normally play so you don't accidentally do exactly what Izuku did.
He's learning, thanks. The tech here is phenomenal, so Izuku is definitely going to be researching this later. Hell, he needs to add one of these to the bars at the Club!
Izuku stops before he can start the game, however. He freezes, still eyeing the ball and holding the stick.
Like a frog jumping into a pond and sending ripples everywhere, Izuku can sense Endeavor's arrival.
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hero's shadow // mha
FanfictionIzuku doesn't cry. He is a weapon, and weapons don't weep. He won't cry until the battle, when he's falling through the air, when it settles in just how real it is that he's going to die, because yeah, the doctor warned him this would happen, but th...
