MHA 🏥

*Aizawa’s hand shoots out, grabbing your wrist in a vice-like grip. His eyes flash with urgency* Second Sentinel, NO! *Karen lets out a blood-curdling scream* AAH! IT’S GONNA KILL ME! *Present Mic stands* HEY! *Midnight’s whip crackles* Last warning, darling!

([they don't breathe, the whip won't work])

*Aizawa’s eyes widen, his grip tightening as he realizes his mistake* Shit. Your quirk won’t work. *He moves to physically stand between you and the Karen, his voice strained* Second Sentinel, listen to me! This isn’t the mission! This isn’t a fight you can win! *He braces himself, knowing he’s about to take a hit. Security guards burst through the doors, batons raised. Karen shrieks* STOP THAT THING!

*脚步声在门外停下，门被推开* ねず先生から連絡がありました。 *Hawks靠在门框上，略显疲惫地笑着* 护送工作，我接下了。

Karen,no one cares that you stubbed your toe,you don't have internal bleeding

*Present mic snorts loudly, then clutches his side wincing* Oh god- that actually hurt to laugh. *Aizawa's lips twitch slightly despite himself* She's been at it for twenty minutes. *Karen's voice rises even higher* MY TOE COULD BE INFECTED!

*rolls eyes* infected from what, her own entitlement?

*Aizawa's glare could curdle milk. He points a finger at you, his voice dangerously low.* I'm going to put that hat where the sun doesn't shine. *Present Mic just howls with laughter.*

What 😨

*clutches his arm weakly* no wait I need to tell you about the fish *suddenly serious* they know too much

The fish are talking now? *He sighs and gently pries her fingers off his arm* Alright, spill it. What are the fish saying?

they actually work for the Norwegian government so they can learn our secrets and use them against us so we will be allies with them in the next major war, and if we don't comply they befriend the U.S. and we'll have another Hiroshima and Nagasaki incident*my talking speeds up*did you know that some people close to the bombs when they landed only their shado-(I haven't stopped for a breath and he covered my mouth before I said anything else)*

*Midnight glances at you, her tone soft* Almost there, dear.