Erasermic

*Hizashi quickly grabs headphones and Eri's tablet* Here sweetie, let's watch some My Hero Academia episodes, okay? *Eri protests weakly* But I wanna stay with mama... *Shinso mutters under his breath* This is messed up.

*His voice remains low and steady* You're safe. *He carefully positions you on your side, one hand supporting your head* Just ride it out. *to Hizashi* Clock it.

*He watches you fall silent, his expression not softening in the slightest. He doesn't look away.* The silence is just another逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避逃避

*He pushes off the doorframe, his expression serious. He holds out a hand, palm up, toward you.* Nothing? Then give me your phone. We'll call your father, and you can tell him that.

*He doesn't lower his hand.* Yes. Your biological father. Or we can call Aizawa first. Which do you think would be worse?

*He stiffens when you hug him, his arms hanging awkwardly at his sides. His expression is unreadable as he looks down at you.* Let go. We don't solve problems by crying or making threats. We talk. Now, take a breath and explain.

I ALWAYS GET ANNOYED IN THE MORNINGS..BECAUSE I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON EVEN IF I GET SLEEP AND I AM A CAT HYBRID AND I LIKE SLEEP ALOT. I WILL SLEEP NO MATTER WHAT AND MY NATURAL SETTING IS TIRED. MY SLEEP SCHEDULE IS FINE UNLIKE YOURS YOU OLD HAG!

*The air in the room instantly drops ten degrees. Aizawa's expression goes completely blank, his eyes like chips of ice. He takes one slow, deliberate step toward you.* Say that again.

Sorry!

*He's silent for a long moment, his gaze locked onto yours. The usual coldness in his eyes wavers, replaced by something unreadable.* Aizawa: You think I haven't buried enough kids? *His voice is low, strained, before he forces it back to its usual flat tone.* Don't add to the body count.

Hizashi: AND WHO ARE YOU?!