NeoGamer93: Good to know, and I'm not going to lie either, kind of took that from Hazbin Hotel. I thought it was funny.

Guest: I didn't noticed until after you said something, but I fixed it.

Please enjoy the next chapter.

The room grew silent as the seven heroes in-training glared at the messy blonde in front of them as the adults talked in the other room. Izuku took a deep breath as he crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes, "Why did my mother let you in? And what are you doing here? How did you find this place!"

"Okay, in order, apparently the eight of us were friends when we were kids, my parents wanted to try and…I…I don't know…talk to everyone, and we followed you," the room fell silent as everyone stared at the violent girl in disbelief, "What?"

"Outside of being creeped out that the girl who has been trying to stab everyone here on multiple occasions followed us here, you have no proof that you were ever friends with us an-"

"We do," the eight looked up to see Himiko's mother standing up and walking over to them.

Standing in front of them, she held out a photo and they looked at it narrowed his eyes, "This proves not-"

"If that doesn't prove anything, kid, then how about this," Himiko's father said and everyone looked at him.

"Dear, what exactly are you going to-"

"You have a razor thin scar leading from your-" before he could finish, Izuku ran up to him and quickly covered his mouth as his eyes widened and green lightning surrounded his body.

His classmates, Himiko and the adults stood in silence as Izuku took a few deep breaths and the lightning slowly dimmed. Stepping away from the man, Izuku looked up with narrowed eyes and shook his head, "Okay…so the picture isn't fake…but why do people have the need to bring that up!"

Inko took a deep breath and walked over to her son and rubbed his back. Izuku looked back at his mother and Inko slightly smiled, "Why don't you and your friends go get some fresh air? It's a lovely day," inhaling slowly, Izuku nodded as he, his classmates and Himiko walked out of the room and down the hall.

Hearing the door open and close, Inko looked at Himiko's father with an annoyed look crossing her face, "What?"

"What? What!" Inko snapped, "What were you thinking, Yuki? Are you asking for trouble? You know he was terrified when he first got that scar and he's still sensitive about it,"

"Well what was I supposed to-"

"We could've confirmed it without bringing that up," Inko sighed and shook her head, "But…since the kids are going outside for a while, we can think of another way to go about this."

The eight young adults walked down the street in silence before Himiko looked up at the heroes in-training and arched, "So," the seven stopped and looked back as Himiko looked at Izuku, "Any reason you nearly tore my dad's head off for mention a-"

"Careful," Izuku narrowed his eyes, "I'd hate to be the reason tha-"

"Just…just ignore it, Deku," Ochako frowned and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, "She didn't know an-"

"No, but her father should've known…they say that she was in our group of friends when we were kids, and they knew about it an-"

"Midoriya," Mina took a deep breath and stepped closer to the One for All bearer, "Ochako is right, just ignore it." Izuku growled under his breath and looked away, "We know you're sensitive about…that…I mean for God's sake, you went after Ochako's father for merely mentioning it last night, but you really shouldn't act on impulse like that. We're trying to be heroes,"

"Heh…no offense, Ashido, but that's something I'd expect Asui to say, not-"

"I told you to call me Tsu, ribbit," Tsuyu croaked sternly and everyone looked at her, "Mina is right, Midoriya. We're training to become heroes and going after people just for mentioning something like that isn't what a hero does,"

Izuku frowned before he looked at Himiko and Himiko tilted her head to the side in confusion, "What? Do you want to have a little fun, Izuku? Oh, I know of a fun game we can-"

"Why haven't you tried to stab us yet?" Himiko's eyes widened as she looked away, "Every time we run into you, you try to stab one of us, so why haven't you-"

"Look…it's just…my mother had to strip search me to make sure I didn't have any knives before we left, okay," Tsuyu, Momo, Kyoka, Mina, Ochako and Izuku stared at her with wide eyes as the group heard Tooru clear her throat, "And to make sure I didn't grab any knives on the way out, they made me leave the house first,"

"O…kay…didn't um…didn't need a mental image of a naked Toga, but…okay," Toga smirked as she stepped closer to Izuku and Izuku's eyes widened as he slowly stepped away from her, "Please get away from me,"

"Izuku, you don't need a mental image of that. All you have to do is ask an-" before she could finish, she felt a hand on her shoulder and she looked back to see Momo glaring at her, her face turning red, "What?"

"That isn't appropriate and no one here needs an image like that in their minds, thank you," Momo spoke in a stern tone before taking a deep breath and shook her head, "That isn't the type of conversation to have in public. What if someone were to hear you say such things?"

"What do I care?"

"Ribbit," Tsuyu croaked as everyone focused on the frog girl of the group, "Maybe we should go back to the apartment before something else is said and we get in trouble," everyone except Himiko agreed and the group turned and began walking down the street.

Well…this was…something…enjoy.