𝘠𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸❁ᵇⁿʰᵃ

❁ Where in the frick frack paddy wack am I? ❁

okay look this chapter has villains and villains don't take crap like no for an answer, so there's gonna be a little bit of dodge in here nothing too bad tho. and no, i don't condone anything like this - they're villains and i will write them as such. aight thanks bby

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❁ 3rd Person POV ❁

Aboard a freight train, on their way to the Camino Ward sat Momo, Izuku, Shouto and Eijiro worriedly. After one hospital trip, one argument, one note from Kota, one punch in the face and one final agreement, these were the four who decided to go to rescue Y/n and Katsuki.

Momo, who was extremely worried for her friends, gazed out of the window nervously. She was more than aware that their last major interaction had left their relationship a little rocky, but Y/n did forgive her that time. Momo knew that it wasn't the best, but she was a little more worried for Y/n that Katsuki. Sure, she was strong but in an emotionally fragile state right now - anything could happen!

Upon arrival, Eijiro wanted to go straight to the villains. "We should be going immediately, waste no time-" "They will recognise us, Kirishima. We can't risk that." "So what do we do?" Momo tapped her chin thoughtfully, and then an idea struck her. "I can make disguises for us! It's worth a shot." "Are you sure?"

"If it helps, then of course. I'll do anything." The others nodded, and found somewhere that Momo could create them in peace. 15 minutes later, they were all looking rather snazzy [ew i hate that term] in their new disguises. Wigs, new clothes, and several hair re-styles later, they found themselves in a crowd looking up at a broadcasting of an interview, with Vlad King, Eraserhead and Nezu.

"People are turning against the school, they're making U.A look really bad." Izuku stated, and the others murmured agreement. "We ought to press on, we can't stay here." "Yes, it will only waste time!" Iida declared with a hand-chop.

Meanwhile, Y/n was just stirring in a small room. She opened her eyes, and looked around, memories rushing back to her. 'Small room, i hope that's jam, I'm tied to a chair-- wait, what?' She looked down, and sure enough she was tied to an armless wooden chair. Her ankles were tied to the legs, and her hands bound to the back of it. Uh oh, that stain in the corner probably wasn't jam.

"Where in the frick frack, paddy wack, bric-a-brac, kitkat, bit bat, cat on a bat, chit chat, hit-that, gift wrap, this-that, gimme that, rat in a hat, sick sack, skit skat, pit pat, been-there-done-that, smick smack™ am i?" She voiced aloud, looking around again. Nothing had changed in the 8 seconds she had been talking, so she simply fixated her gaze on the door, and began muttering to herself.

"99 bottles of vodka on the wall, 99 bottles of vodka. Take one down, Mr Aizawa drinks it before class, 98 bottles of vodka on the wall. 98 bottles of vodka on the wall, 98 bottles of vodka. Take one down, Mr Aiz--" She never got to finish her sentence though, as the door opened at that very moment.

"Hi welcome to chillies." Y/n said, and the girl giggled like a hyena. "Oh Y/n, you're so silly! I'm Himiko Toga, your new best friend!" She clapped her hands excitedly and closed the door, locking it. 'Well fUCK ME SIDEWAYS, I'm stuck in here with some girl who will probably do just that--'

"Uh okay, Toga, whe-" "Himiko!" "Alright, Himiko then. Where am I? Cos like, between you n' me, I don't know." She giggled again, and walked closer to Y/n, leaning in real close. Y/n could smell honey mixed with blood- mostly blood to be honest. It wasn't pleasant, and Y/n had a bad feeling.

"You're with the league of villains, of course. Where else would you be? Ooh, we're gonna have so much fun together, now that we're friends- no, best friends!" "League of villains? Wait, do you guys have Katsuki too?" Himiko simply grinned and produced a knife from somewhere, and Y/n leaned back as far as she could in her restraints.