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Chapter One: The Mom Friend (Alt. Mama Hen Hawks)

When Izuku saw, while surfing his Twitter feed, an announcement about the upcoming Herocon being hosted in Kyushu and those who would be in attendance, he called an emergency Squad Meeting. The lights of his room had been turned off, blankets were turned into cloaks, and a lamp was used as the source of light.

“My minions.” He begins this meeting softly. Todoroki hums softly on his right. Shinsou makes some kind of noise on his left. Uraraka smiles directly across from him. Iida gives a single small chop. And Tsu ribbits her affirmation. “It has come to my attention that Herocon is quickly approaching.” He glares at Shinsou when the boy snorts. “In attendance shall be our Favored One. I have secured us admission with meet and greet tickets with my beloved Older Sibling’s credit card information I was so graciously allowed to borrow when the fucknut dropped his wallet at the Mall. Clear your schedules my friends, we are going to Kyushu, the location of this year's convention.”

There was nothing funnier to them than imagining the reaction of Shigaraki Tomura when he sees said credit card statement and finds the numerous questionable charges listed. 

And they’re not talking about HeroCon tickets or Merch Sprees either.

…..

Arriving at the main train station in Kyushu was like walking into a warzone, the entire area was chaotic, different hero cosplayers were scrambling about with various sized bags and suitcases. This was the biggest con of the year, of course things would be a tad chaotic, but this was a special occasion, their hero had finally returned from a deep undercover mission and this con was his first reappearance to ‘his people’.

Shinsou’s hand slides into the white haired boy’s left, Todoroki’s into his right, Iida grasps the insomniac's other hand, Uraraka takes his free one, and Tsu grabs hold of hers. Linked together, the six of them trudge through the sea of con-goers. Once out of the station, the chaos is still very prevalent, but with a wider space it’s not so compact anymore, thus they let go of each other. Well, the two girls keep hold of each other, but friends do that sometimes. 

Their duel quirked member had secured them a hotel across the street from the conference center, courtesy of Endeavor of course, his donations to their cause were always much appreciated. 

Due to the general chaos all around, they decided it was best to contain themselves in the safety of their home away from home, where Security Guards of the upscale accommodation kept unregistered ‘guests’ out. 

It wasn’t too bad, the hotel was wonderful, with a spa, workout room, two inhouse restaurants, among various other things. All expenses paid, once again, courtesy of Endeavor. Uraraka and Tsu were treated to a spa day, given that they arrived a few days before the actual start of the con they were attending to personally welcome their greatest companion home (and make sure he was okay and unharmed with their own eyes), Iida took advantage of the twenty-four hour gym. Todoroki did not. He declared himself to be the King of Nothingness and did absolutely nothing related to hero training. They spent a lot of time at the pool, playing games, cannon balls, splashing wars. Midoriya challenged Shinsou to a game of cards. Despite his ability to count cards and frightening strategizing skills, the purple haired teen wiped the floor with him, leaving them all wide eyed in astonishment. 

Of course, the Dekusquad fully intended to cosplay for this con too, their intended target wasn’t scheduled to arrive at the convention until the third day. So they ventured out on the second day to garner their supplies. 

“Guys, I found his section!” The white haired boy shouts when he finds what they’ve all been looking for. “They have the entire thing too, even the wings, check it out!”

“Hmm.” Shinsou hums as he approaches languidly, hands in his pockets, and slouched in on himself. “Do they have my size?”

Iida nods. “Mine as well?”

Uraraka squeals softly when she finds her, hugging the cosplay of the man’s costume to her chest, grinning happily. “They have mine!”

“Here’s yours Shinsou, kero.” Tsu pulls the large sized costume off the display and holds it out. “I found mine too.”

“I’ve found my own as well.” The speedster announces. “Shall we head back?”

“I couldn’t sleep last night so I did some online sight seeing. There’s a new water park that just opened a few blocks down.” Todoroki holds up the platinum credit card that had been so kindly donated to their Squad courtesy of the current number two hero. “Would you all like to check it out?”

…..

The day finally arrives, the long awaited moment, the reason they asked Aizawa to allow them to leave campus for the duration of the convention. Dawned in their Hawks cosplay costumes, messenger bags secured over shoulders, they ascend on the convention with pride and excitement. 

At three-fifteen is the Winged Hero’s Q&A session in theater five. Izuku had strategically gotten them seats near the middle towards the back of the room. Within range for the man to see his own, much better in their opinion, cosplayers but not close enough for him to see their faces even with his enhanced vision. 

The audience in attendance for his panel goes fucking wild when he makes his entrance, landing on center stage in a show of swirling red feathers, Keigo waves at everyone and grins lazily as he slowly seats himself on a well placed stool. 

Izuku made this strategic seating arrangement for just this opportunity. Let the chaos begin. The consequences that were sure to follow once their identities were discovered were well worth it. 

Hitoshi approaches the mic for their session slowly. “Hi Hawks.”

“Hey kiddo!” The ash blonde waves. “Whatcha got?”

The insomniac plays the part of a nervous teenager rather well. “D–Do you like pickles?”

On the stage, even at their first question, gold eyes narrow in suspicion. “Do I like pickles ?”

“Yea.”

The hero hums before nodding. “I’m a fan, I prefer the sweet over the sour though. Thanks for the question!” He turns to the other mic, across the rows, for the back section, where one Shoto stands in waiting. “Go for it!”

As monotone as ever, oh if only they knew, the duel quirked boy leans into the mic. “What’s the weirdest thing you have in your fridge right now?”

All in all, they do a splendid job in making the hero as flustered as possible and embarrassing him in front of everyone in the audience, oh the consequences were going to be dire, but still, worth it.

…..

When the time for their meet and greet came around, they gathered outside the door to the small conference room setup for that specific purpose, and wait for the call from within to enter. Shinsou and Todoroki are both leaning over the latter's phone, snickering at all the chaos they’ve created online about their questions and the ensuing answers they’d garnered, Uraraka grabs the lavenderette’s arm lightly as she leans over as well, giggling into her other hand. 

“Come on in!” It’s not Keigo’s voice that calls them in, but one they recognize just as well, Nightstalker, one of the hero’s most senior Sidekicks. Shoto tucks his phone back into the aviator’s coat of his cosplay and nods when they’re good to step forward. The woman laughs when they enter. “Oh, I knew it was you guys, Boss is so on to you, you’re all in so much trouble!” She cackles as she turns, leaving them there, in waiting for either their demise or an excited Papa Bird style greeting. Both of those were also highly possible. 

They stand in waiting. 

The door across the room opens again and in enters the man of the hour, focused on his phone, flustered even still as he scrolls through what they assume in the conventions Twitter Feed. “Hey Baby Birds.” Keigo lifts his head when he gets no response to his greeting, they stare at each other for a single moment, before he grins and stuffs his phone back in his pocket. “My fledglings!” They’re rushed and greeted in kind, tight bear hugs, lifted off the floor for a brief short moment, cooing and forehead smooches. “I knew it was you stinkers!” Uraraka giggles, bouncing forward, hugging the man’s arm tightly. He curls their fingers together and turns to press another quick kiss to her head. “Did you guys just arrive today?”

“No,” Iida shakes his head. “We’ve been in Kyushu for the last couple of days. We’re staying in the hotel across the street.”

“They let chicks as young as you check in?” Keigo turns a scolding glance on the youngest Todoroki, the boy turns his head away, whistling softly. “Did you tell them that you were checking in for Endeavor, as I’m sure that’s how you paid for all this?”

“You mean, he’s not really coming?” Shinsou inquires lightly. “I was sure he said he was.”

“Do you think you’re fooling me?” The ash blonde turns his scolding glare on him instead and the lilac eyed teen looks away. “You can come stay at my place for the rest of the convention. You know you all got rooms there anyway.”

….

@ICDEADPEOPLE posted a photo

How does one buy out a waterpark for the day?

Use Hawks credit card of course!

(The photo shows the entire Dekusquad, plus Hawks himself, huddled together and the top of a large waterslide jets out above the hero’s head. Todoroki’s throwing a casual peace sign at the camera, in a pair of Tropical Designed swimming trunks, and a funky cup in his right hand. Shinsou’s leaning heavily against the hero’s left side, under his arm, in a pair of red swimming trunks, and a pair of dark sunglasses over his eyes. Uraraka’s waving at the camera with a bright smile, wearing a pink two piece, her own pair of large dark sunglasses resting lightly on the top of her head. Tsu’s tucked under the hero’s other arm, hair up in a large bun, in a green two piece, waving in similar fashion. Iida is leaning over Uraraka, a glimpse of blue swimming trunks in the bottom right of the frame, a drink in hand in a similar but different funky cup. Midoriya, grinning widely at the camera, leaning back against the man’s chest, in a pair of palm tree designed swimming trunks. And then there’s Hawks, clearly the one holding the phone taking the photo, feathery locks brushed back with a bright pink headband, in a pair of rubber duck themed swimming trunks, large chunky sunglasses over his gold eyes.)

@RockHard: @ICDEADPEOPLE how did you dudes meet Hawks!

@PinkPower: @RockHard @ICDEADPEOPLE i think the real question is how they got Hawks to buyout a water park 

@BombSquad: @ICDEADPEOPLE what the fuck deku! 

@OfficialRedFeatherFiend: @ICDEADPEOPLE @ZoomZoomZoom @DartFrog @SkyHigh @Endeavors#1Hater ™ @FreeWillRightsRevoked I LOVE IT AAAHHHHHH! Look at my fledglings world! Look at’em! Ain’t they adorable!

@PowerOutage: @ICDEADPEOPLE @OfficialRedFeatherFiend excuse me WHAT!

….

Casual Reminder: (il)Legality A Myth Until Truthman Arrives

GremlinChild is online

GremlinChild: casual reminder–killing one murderer does nothing to lessen the number of murderers in the world

SerielKitty, Up, MiniNyoom, PoisonDartFrog, ToasterStruddle, ShockFactor, AcidRain, Zzz is online

Zzz: problem child wtf

SerielKitty: kill at least a thousand

ToasterStruddle: genocide of murderers 

PoisonDartFrog: poison a dozen or so

MiniNyoom: murder is never the answer

GremlinChild: stain

ToasterStruddle: stain

Up: stain

PoisonDartFrog: stain

SerielKitty: stain

Zzz: stain

GremlinChild: pfff NOT aizawa

SerielKitty: womp womp

MiniNyoom: …….

MiniNyoom: i shall change my statement–killing a murderer makes you a savior

ShockFactor: WTF MURDERRRR

AcidRain: but u guys are adorbs and sweet and innocent

Zzz: dont let them fool you

Zzz: theyre demons

GremlinChild: lovable demons

Zzz: debatable. Its after midnight. Go to sleep. 

SerielKitty: no

SerielKitty: ill sleep when im dead

PoisonDartFrog: im nocturnal 

ToasterStruddle: my peeps havent slept in years

AcidRain: DID TODO JUST SAY PEEPS

GremlinChild: i think not dadzawa

Zzz: dont force my hand demon children

ToasterStruddle: do it coward

Zzz: if you wont listen to my maybe youll listen to your mom

Up: regret

MiniNyoom: that is not necessary aizawa sensei

Zzz has added Number3 to Friendly Reminder: On Your Last Life

Zzz: @Number3 tame your children

Zzz: @Number3

Zzz: @Number3

Number3 is online

Number3: wtf its after midnight y u blowing up my fucking phone

Zzz: tame your demon spawn

SerielKitty: hi mom

Number3: …….

Number3 has been changed to MamaHen

MamaHen: do you know how late it is

Up: sorry mom please dont be mad!

MamaHen: u have 3.5 seconds to get your hineys in bed

GremlinChild: no

MamaHen: w h a t did you just say to me?

MiniNyoom: goodnight mother, pleasant dreams

ShockValue: who the heck is @MamaHen 

MamaHen: *clears throat* 

Up: night mama, love you, hugs and kisses

MamaHen: hugs and kisses

MamaHen: uhem

PoisonDartFrog: ive found that im a bit sleepy and will see you all in the morning. Goodnight. Much love mom

GremlinChild: later gators! Love you mom! Night!

SerielKitty: no

MamaHen: i think youve underestimated just who youre dealing with

MamaHen: two words

MamaHen: piggy

MamaHen: game

AcidRain: i dont get it

AcidRain: WHO R U @MamaHen 

SerielKitty: u wouldnt

MamaHen: wouldnt I?

SerielKitty: …..

SerielKitty: night guys

SerielKitty: love you mom byyy

GremlinChild, PoisonDartFrog, Up, MiniNyoom, ToasterStruddle, SerielKitty is offline

Zzz: thank you hawks

MamaHen: dont mention it

AcidRain: HAWKS!?!?!?!?!?! @MamaHen UR HAWKS!!!!!!

ShockFactor: WAAAAATTTTT IS GOING ON! @MamaHen IS HAWKS! WHY DID THEY CALL U MOM! @Zzz YOU ADDED HAWKS TO OUR CLASS CHAT!!?!?!?!?!!

Zzz, MamaHen is offline

AcidRain: COME BACK HERE!

…..

Knowing that the Dekusquad somehow knew Hawks on a much different level then simply professional, even more then Tokoyami did, Ashido decides her best course of action is to follow the rival Squad when the end of the school day arrives and summer break officially commences. 

She stays behind, watching closely as Shinsou and Todoroki join the rest of their group at the gate, train tickets are produced as though they’re ensuring they each had their own, before they turn. Bags thrown over their shoulders, the Cinnamon Squad departs from campus, and the pink skinned girl curses at the knowledge that they’re intending to leave the Prefecture. 

Does Aizawa know?

The teen shrugs, surely they’d have been stopped if there was any danger, and scurries after them. 

Boarding a train bound for Fukuoka was not what she had expected, though she still purchases her own ticket to follow after them, that plan falls flat. They somehow managed to get themselves first class tickets and obviously she can’t afford that. 

Ashido creeps off the train when they depart, crossing the station to the next train, bound for Kyushu. Another ticket bought, she follows still, her pocket money slowly dwindling out. She was going to get to the bottom of this mystery.

…..

Keigo tilts his head, though he smiles as his chicks approach, joining him on his relaxation getaway in Kurokawa. His little cottage away from the bustling city. “You do know you’re being followed, right?”

Uraraka nods with a smile. “Yea! It’s just Ashido, she’s been bugging us about you since the groupchat.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Why not call her up then?”

Shinsou grins. “We wanna see how far she’s willing to go to spy on us.”

“I see.” The hero shrugs. “Understood. Come along, fledglings mine, the Onsen is awaiting our arrival and then we shall retire to my cottage for tea and cookies and a nap.”

….

Ashido watches in awe as the Squad walks out of the train station with Hawks, astonished even more when Shinsou jumps up onto the man’s back and passes out on his shoulder, and then they continue on because anyone who can get him to fall asleep that fast should be revered as a god.

They stop at the counter before entering the Onsen Spring, Keigo lays a few more yen out and nods slightly over his shoulder to the Attendant. “There’s another one, pink fledgling, she’s with us too. Please let her in.” The older woman nods and smiles in understanding. Teenagers these days. And allows them entrance. 

Going their separate ways for their designated changing rooms and bathing stations, Ashido creeps through and hides behind a pillar until they exit the changing rooms, towels wrapped around themselves before darting in for herself. 

Keigo hums in delight as he settles down on the bench in the steaming hot spring, stretching his arms across the ledge behind him, closing his eyes for a moment before spying on his fledglings around him. Just to make sure they were safe and okay. Once a mama bird always a mama bird. Turning his head, he catches a flash of pink darting between each individual pillar, and hums in amusement. He’d have to text Aizawa about the extra tagalong sooner than later. 

Though he has a feeling the other man already knows where his otherwise missing student is.