"Shouto!"

Midoriya ran into the kitchen with a look of such utter despair on his face that Todoroki immediately turned off the stove and began moving towards his hero suit.

"Uraraka's great aunt just passed away!"

Todoroki stopped. Death was tragic of course, and Midoriya was sensitive, but...

"Were they... close?" Todoroki asked delicately.

"No! I don't know!" Midoriya waved off the question. He stepped forward and grabbed Todoroki's shoulders. "The funeral is on the 24th!"

Todoroki paled.

"Oh."

"I know! What do we do!"

"We can't tell them," Todoroki answered immediately.

"But they'll never forgive us!"

"We really like the new apartment," Todoroki consoled him. "We probably won't want to move again for years."

"I know but... they're gonna be so mad."

"Bakugou... could be a problem," Todoroki acknowledged.

Midoriya's mouth opened in horror. "He'll blast a hole right through that kitchen island I liked. There'll be scorch marks everywhere!"

"It's bound to happen sooner or later."

"I don't want to think about that. He's a good friend. But those pink granite countertops." Midoriya was on the edge of tears.

Todoroki hugged him, but was himself too shaken with horrific visions to be much comfort.

"Let's not panic yet. Do you know much would it be to change the date with the movers?"

Midoriya nodded miserably. "We're past the cancelation date. It'd be the full price all over again."

Todoroki cursed softly and rested his head on Midoriya's hair while Midoriya muttered half-formed ideas into his chest.

Finally, Midoriya pulled out of the embrace, but his eyes didn't sparkle with the perfect plan. "We can... we can say it's a test of strength?" He tried, "And call them weak if they won't help us?"

"Bakugou might have fallen for that in high school, but not anymore." Todoroki turned the stove back on. He needed comfort food. "Kirishima will help us," he continued, "because he's a literally perfect human being." He sighed. "And therefore it would be rude to not tell him beforehand, so we have to tell everyone."

"And then they'll all cancel," Midoriya finished glumly.

"Yes." Todoroki poked weakly at his curry.

...

Midoriya's phone rang.

"Yes?" he answered.

"Oh! That'd be wonderful!"

He listened for a few more moments.

"No, no problem. We'll figure it out. Thank you so much!"

He beamed at Todoroki. "That was Uraraka. She offered to lift all our stuff the night before she leaves. And then we'll text her when we're done moving!"

Todoroki thought about it. And thought about it some more.

"Can she keep stuff lifted for that long?" he asked cautiously.

"She said she's kept rubble in disaster areas lifted for a whole week so this should be fine. I'm so excited!"

Todoroki still wasn't ready to get his hopes up. "What if our things just... float away?"

"I'll catch them. And we can tie everything up like balloons! C'mon, it'll be fun!"

And it was. Ridiculous - with Bakugou and Midoriya racing each other through the sky to catch not a villain but a nightstand, and Kaminari trying to direct boxes with a handheld fan - but fun.