It was Throwback Day at the cinema. A weekly event where the theatre dedicates the history of cinema by delivering their moviegoers some classic movies. Movies such as Battle Royale, The Wailing, and Breakup Buddies were the starring attractions. Izuku stood at the center of the theatre, counting the amount of cash he had in hand for the theatre. A dilemma was at hand. If the currency exchange were to include pocket lint, then it would be a blessing.

Izuku didn't have any money.

The girls were standing in line. They were discussing which movie had the best tear-jerking moments or the best looking guy to be a new obsession. Meanwhile, Shouto was looking ahead. Izuku knew that when Momo hit his crosshairs, the timid teen was beyond words. Shouto kept fidgeting, looking down to the ground, or putting his hand in his pocket. Tale-tell signs that he was much as nervous as Izuku.

Can Shouto include having no cash in the equation?

"Something the matter, Izuku!" It was Ochako's sweet and savory voice that attracted his attention. Eyes were now on the man of the hour. Izuku stood awkwardly as he, too, put his hands back into his pocket. He released a coy, yet nervous smile.

"Nothing," said Izuku. "Just thinking about what kind of movie that offers a cheap, very cheap discount on kids."

Momo blew a raspberry. "Like yeah! If we two or three-year-olds." She pointed at the bulletin board that showed the movie prices. "Even kids have to pay nowadays. The stock market can be such a witch!"

Ochako was digging in her ear, trying to contain her grin. Momo turned, knowing that the brunette was trying to hold something from her.

Looking a bit annoyed, Momo said, "If you want to say it, princess, then say it. I can't help part of my parents' company is in stocks. Just saying that things aren't the same."

Ochako's face flattened. "Can a girl be a tease for once?!"

"Tease me on buying popcorn," retorted Momo.

"Hey," pouted the brunette. "I've purchased your train ticket!"

"And who is wearing the cherry-flavored lipgloss that I've purchased," interjected Momo. "That cost twice as much!"

"Can't measure price on friendship," said Ochako teasingly as she placed her earwax on the tip of Momo's nose. "Can we?"

While the girls were doing their witty bantering, Izuku pulled the end of Shouto's sleeve. Shouto, turning red from the nervousness of his current debacle, turned to his best friend. "What," he murmured.

Izuku put his finger to his lip. It was already embarrassing enough to not have any money but to say it in front of the girls was another thing. He used his fingers to point at the restroom. Shouto put his hands on his hips.

Really, Izuku?! Shouto whispered to Izuku.

Yes, man! Really!

What's wrong this time?

Dude, let's go and I can explain.

You're acting like Momo and Ochako right now.

Izuku stomped on Shouto's foot.

"Ouch!" Shouto gritted his teeth as he tried his best to contain his throbbing pain. It didn't go without notice from the girls.

Momo turned curiously. "Is something the matter, Shouto?!"

Izuku wrapped his arms around his best friend. "Shouto is fine. It is his time of the month. And you know how his cramps can be."

Ochako covered her mouth to hide her laughter. "Know it all too well."

"Cramps. You mother-" Shouto tried to say before squirming when Izuku kicked his shin. Shouto tried his best to hide his pain.

Momo released a smile to Shouto. "We hold your spot in line. Don't wait too long, ladies!"

Shouto furrowed his face, thinking of many choice words to his black-eyed friend. Izuku pulled Shouto's arm as they were heading toward the restroom.

A few moments later….

Shouto cursed under his breath as they were in the restroom. He inspected his foot by taking off his shoe. It was also the same area where Izuku kicked his shin. Izuku was pressed to the door. He was sweating bullets.

Shouto didn't mind adding a thrown shoe to the equation.

Ouch!

The shoe landed right in the spot of his blackened eye.

Izuku winced at the pain, still feeling the soreness from earlier.

"Ouch, my ass!" Shouto barked. "What in the hell were you thinking, you baka!"

"Sorry, man. I've panicked!" He walked to the mirror to see if there weren't any smudge marks. "I had a problem. A serious problem."

"Darn right, you have a serious problem." Shouto took his shoe back from Izuku as he was putting it on. And he thought he had issues. "You know normal people would either address it verbally or at least text a homie." He entered the bathroom stall where he closed the door. "What were you trying to get me to do."

"I'm broke, dude," said Izuku admittedly.

A brief silence ensued. Shouto was taking care of his business while thinking about his poor, defenseless and broke friend. He sighed heavily. "How broke are you?"

"As in pocket lint broke."

"What happened to your allowance?"

"Went to groceries."

"Call your mother."

Izuku began rubbing his shoes on the floor. Shouto curiously looked at the stunned Izuku.

"What's the matter? Can't call your mom? Dude, I won't judge. We're teenagers!"

"Look, dude! I have a confession to make."

A couple of days prior….

Icchan, I am going to visit your father for a few days.

That is cool, Mom.

Everything you need is going to be in the kitchen in the cookie job. Cash for groceries, recipes for simple meals. I even made pre-made meals for you to eat.

Yes, ma'am!

Be sure to do your homework. ALL of it! No and's, if's, or but's.

Got it, Ma!

Since you are on punishment, I will be kind to use your phone since I can't see you here. And you have the right to use the internet. However, no friends, no going out. Most of all, NO GIRLS! Understood?!

Yes, ma'am.

Good! Now give your mother a kiss and be a good boy.

Yes, ma'am.

You are sweet, Icchan. I mean it! No going out! NO GIRLS!

Back to the present….

Shouto flushed the toilet before standing up to put on his clothes. He walked out of the stall as he gave his best friend an awkward stare. While washing his hands, he was still dumbfounded on the fact that Izuku could ever get grounded.

"Dude! Quite the cajones!" Shouto released a smile as he was turning off the faucet. "So, you are kind of on the lam?"

"Yes, sir!"

"What did you do to get grounded? Worst case scenario I can think of for you if you drop an honorific!"

"I won't say much," said Izuku. "Just say it involves roleplaying as Ichigo from Bleach, a kendo sword, and a patio window."

Shouto hissed. "Jeez! How long are you grounded?"

"Six weeks. And this is actually day three of my punishment."

"Must say, Izuku! You have more guts than I thought to make this kind of move. Ballsy, dude!"

Izuku nodded admittedly. "Yep! Your boy Izuku is a grounded man and a broke man."

Shouto sighed as he reached into his pocket, pulling out his wallet. "You're lucky we're friends." He reached to grab some cash. He handed him forty dollars.

"Thanks," replied Izuku.

"Thank me later if something comes with Momo," replied Shouto.

"Dude, if you are thinking about having protection..."

"No," retorted Shouto. "Keep your head out of the gutter or in the hands of Mineta's magazines. I mean like a stick of gum if we were to you know...make contact with the...cheek. Or, if she hears any of my stories of being cool, hype it up for me."

"So, you really do like her," asked Izuku.

Shouto didn't immediately answer. He looked at the blow dryer as he put his hand under it. "I don't necessarily hate her." He turned to Izuku. "Like you not hating, Ochako."

Izuku began to blush. "I do like her...a lot actually."

"I can tell, especially how we are at school or at when we hang out," said Shouto. He looked at himself in the mirror. "Oh, Ochako! You are the mist that floods my mind. You are the moon and it is a pleasure to be your star," said Shouto in a mocking manner.

"Well, the same with you and Momo," replied Izuku with a hint of defensiveness from his voice. "You were definitely panicking when finding out that Momo was your date."

"Hey, man! This isn't a date!" Shouto folded his arms. "It's a hangout thing! A group thing, you know?"

"Can't tell by this letter I found." Izuku produced a smile, showcasing the folded letter that Shouto had written for Momo. Shouto's eyes widened from what he had seen in the hands that weren't his.

"Izuku, you wouldn't?"

"Relax, I didn't read all of it." Izuku handed the paper back to him. "It fell out of your pocket when you were getting your wallet for the train."

Shouto began panting. That letter, if released in the hands of somebody else, he might as well be prepared for the ultimate social suicide. "If you tell anybody on what I've written."

Izuku crossed his fingers. "On Pyrrha's soul, Scout's honor, and the House of Midoriya, I promised to not tell a soul."

Shouto grabbed the piece of paper. Only this time, he put it inside his socks. "All right, I can trust you."

"Sure." Izuku grabbed the door handle. He made an alluring, Cheshire look. "So, how you are Momo's Chat Noir as she is your Ladybug?"

It was met with a karate chop to the back of Izuku's head.

Ouch!

Meanwhile….

It was Momo's decision to pay for the movie tickets. Momo slid her black card to the sales clerk. It was decided for the boys that they were going to watch Breakup Buddies.

The girls thanked the clerk as they walked into the concession area. The smell and sound of popcorn, the hearing of fizzing soda, and seeing the candy was appealing to the girls. Being a good friend, Momo decided to pay for their snacks.

"You know I would have paid for your popcorn," said Ochako as she was eyeing the raisinets.

"Relax, girlfriend," said Momo as she was picking the selection from the menu. "You think Shouto wouldn't mind sharing a large tub?"

"He would like it. Get the medium one for me," replied Ochako. "Izuku doesn't care for popcorn. The kernels get stuck in his teeth."

Momo giggled. "Rightfully so!" She hummed as she said that the movie had cinnamon rolls. "He'll definitely like that!"

Ochako's eyes widened like saucers when seeing that. "Get four of those!"

"No problem," replied Momo. "You think the guys wouldn't be peeved since we are buying their stuff?"

Ochako shook her head in disagreement. "New era! They can cover us at our next venue!"

Momo nodded. "True. This is a hangout anyway. We aren't on a date, right?"

"We didn't make any definitions, did we," asked Ochako.

"No, no! Just an observation," replied Momo. "The guys did look cute. I can tell they overdid it."

Ochako smiled at her response. "It was cute that they were trying hard." She narrowed her eyes. "Especially when it was Shouto that blackened Izuku's eye!"

"What a minute? You actually…"

"I knew it was Shouto's signature hit written all over it."

"So, the phone to Katsuki?"

"Oh, that was true. That kid is an ass. Rather he did it or not, he would find trouble anyway."

"Poor Katsuki! Aiming to be the youngest Pro Hero with a juvenile record," said Momo as she was folding his arms. "So, Ochako, the seating arrangements."

Ochako didn't immediately answer.

"Ochako?!"

"Me and Izuku, you and Shouto!"

"That will take us sitting next to them."

"Okay, me and you, Shouto and Izuku!"

"Ochako! That is me with Shouto"

"Then me and Shouto, Izuku and you?"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Won't you get jealous?"

"Jesus, Moes. I am trying not to make you uncomfortable."

Momo pouted her cheeks, showcasing her octopus lips.

"Fine! How about Izuku and Shouto, leave a space for our stuff, and then me and you?"

Momo was scratching her head before nodding with the seal of approval. "That can work."

A few minutes later….

Izuku and Shouto stepped out of the restroom as they were seeing the girls waiting for them with their concessions.

"Hey, boys," said Momo. "we got our stuff. Ready to see the movie?"

"Thanks," said Shouto. "Hey, let me pay you back later."

"Don't worry," said Ochako. "You will get us next time at our next place of venue."

"What are we watching," asked Izuku as he was grabbing his movie ticket.

"Something with comedy and romance," said Momo teasingly. "With subtitles!"

Izuku and Shouto stared at each other awkwardly before turning to the girls. "A foreign rom-com?"

"Yep! Yep," exclaimed Ochako while flicking Izuku's nose. "Let's go!"

Shouto spoke up before they were preparing to leave. "Hey, guys! I hope you do know that this theatre does assigned-seating."

"What do you mean," said Momo.

Shouto showed the order of their seating.

Momo and Shouto, Izuku and Ochako.

Oh, God, thought the group in unison.

Meanwhile….

The white-haired six-year-old was stepping out of the movie theatre holding her popcorn and favorite All Might novelty toy in her hand. She wasn't alone as her best friend and nephew of the leader of the Wild, Wild Pussycats was with her.

"Since the rents are watching their movie, let's go and sneak to watch Battle Royale." The adorable, yet mischievious Eri Aizawa told Kota Izumi as they were in the hallway.

"We can get in trouble," said Kota with a worried look. "And I am on parental probation from Auntie from trying to sneak into the last movie we try to do, Eri-chan!"

"C'mon, don't be a baby," said Eri. "If you would have been quiet, we could have watched that movie."

"Why watch a movie about many shades of gray," cried Kota. "That sounds boring! I hate coloring anyway!"

Eri put her finger to Kota's lip. She put her arm on his chest before they can come out of their corner. "Shh! That is part of the reason the last time we were caught."

"Sorry, Eri-chan!"

"Don't be sorry, my dear friend. Just be cautious next time." Eri still kept her hand on his chest when noticing some familiar people. She smiled when seeing Izuku.

Icchan!

If the six-year-old could dance and frolic, she would. She immediately frowned when seeing that he wasn't alone.

Why is Icchan doing with that...that...that poo-poo brain?

"Eri-chan?"

Eri turned back to her friend. "On second thought, we have other plans." She pointed to the movie room. "We are going to watch Breakup Buddies instead."

"Bleh! Romantic comedy and subtitles?!"

"It's an emergency for the sake of my Icchan!"

I will show you Ochako Uraraka that Izuku is my boyfriend and not yours. Let's play a little game!

To be continued….

GOTA: There won't be any yandere moments. Just a little girl that will do her childish antics.

BD: I am about to say. We are keeping this as teen as possible.

GOTA: For a change.

BD: Ain't that the truth.