6Christmas Cart Conundrum Ch. 3 Finale.
Children coming to a public social place to see Santa is a holiday tradition across most of the globe, many of them arriving to tell the jolly St. Nick what they want this year on the faithful day that they rush down the stairs and shout for their nine to five working parents to come down and enjoy the gift giving merriment all around. Many of these Santa's, as you know, are merely imitations for low paid and employee's lacking dignity and pride and deeply wonder if their mothers dropped them or had a little too much 'eggnog' after the test came back positive. This is not always the case as some are genuinely enjoying the holiday spirit and want to bring joy to all the good boys and girls around the world, this is not the case this time however.
The Santa located in the mall of our chaotic story was clearly unfit for the job, leaving many young adolescents in a state of crying fits and tantrums that in itself left a small militia of ticked off mother's and father's much to the dismay of the Santa's elf who was trying to do some crowd control and adjust the fake bearded wonder's attitude. Seeing as how he was the only one who could even come close to doing so, but what didn't help was the dawning realization of who the Santa was on one Minoru Mineta (whereabouts unknown), whom thirty minutes earlier called the only person appropriate in his mind that knew the relevance of this important piece of information: The Santa's childhood friend: Izuku Midoriya, or as he called him-
"Deku owes me big time for this garbage," Bakugo shouted as he clawed at the chair's arm rests, his eyes bloodshot and teeth bared out like fangs at the horrifying situation.
"Oh come on man," Kirishima walked up to his pal, dressed in a bright green elf outfit, and a hat that had holes in it because of the spikiness of his red hair, ironically making it look more appropriate and less tacky, "He was busy today, not like he can help it."
"MAKE ONE MORE EXCUSE FOR HIM AND I'LL SHOVE A CANDY CANE IN YOUR STERNUM LIKE I DID THAT ONE BASTARD!"
"Bakugo, he was just asking for directions to the bathroom."
"DO I LOOK LIKE A DIRECTORY!?"
"No but you'd make a mean stop light," the red riot pointed to the Santa costume.
"Sass me one more time and see what happens."
"What you'll traumatize more children?"
"TRAUMA BUILDS CHARACTER!"
"Who told you that?"
"My…mom."
"…"
"WHAT?!"
"Nothing, just trying to picture a female Bakugo."
"QUICK THINKING ABOUT MY MOM YOU WEIRDO!"
"Would she just as, or more terrifying?"
"NOBODIES MORE TERRFIYING THAN ME!"
Murder murder, death death, pick up your phooooooooooneeeeeee! Pick up your phonnnnnnnnneeeee! DO IT DO IT RIGHT NOW!
Katsuki pulled the phone out of his beard, pressing the right side of the screen, holding it to his right ear as he continued to give his babysitter the death stare.
"Yeah what do you want?"
"Wanna say that last part again Katsuki?"
"How did you?"
"Mother knows best boy!"
"Hi Mrs. Bakugo," Kirishima shouted much to Katsuki's annoyance.
"What're you and your boyfriend doing this time?"
"HE'S NOT MY-"
Then right on que: the plot.
WHAM!
The runaway doubled up cart had smacked right into the holiday combo, the force of the impact knocked off Bakugo's fake beard and both of the teen's hat, reeling back in minor blunt force pain, as they attempted to get their bearings they heard the shouting of-
Mic: OH MY GOD WE KILLED SANTA!
Amajiki: I don't think I was on the nice list anyway…
Mirio: Not with that attitude.
Midoriya: Wait would you still be on the list if he can't write the list?
Mirio: Ya know what I never thought about that before.
Momo: He probably has a backup list.
Mic: I doubt it, I wouldn't write a naughty or nice list twice, too much paper work.
Aizawa: An authority figure never forgets.
Jiro: Thought that was an elephant.
Bakugo: WILL ONE OF YOU LOSERS EXPLAIN THIS GARBAGE!
All: Bakugo!?
Midoriya: Kaachan?!
Bakugo: DEKUUUUUU!
Kirishima: KIRISHIMA!
Amajiki: Red Riot?
Aizawa: Hooray everyone knows each other, get in the cart!
Jiro helped pull the two boys into the escape vehicle, Kirishima getting into the main cart with Aizawa, Mic, and now Midoriya since turning it on the sides proved more dangerous than helpful to both him and his blonde companion Mirio. Bakugo got into the secondary cart with Jiro, Momo, and Mirio, despite his preferred spot being under the cart and run over…but that means the cart would claim victory over him and he was NOT okay with, as he succinctly put it.
Bakugo: CART'S ARE NOT STRONGER THAN ME!
Everyone:…Oh…Kay…
Mic: Why you dressed up as Santa?
Bakugo: WHY ARE A BUNCH OF EXTRA'S CHASING YOU LOSERS DOWN?!
Kirishima: Oh wait here (reaching into his pocket he pulled out his phone, and played the Midoriya explanation video)
Bakugo: DAMNIT DIGITAL DEKU STOP TALKING SO DAMN FAST!
Kirishima: You do know it's a video, right?
Bakugo: There is no Deku I cannot yell at.
Midoriya: Boy do I wish.
Mirio: I'll just get you some ear plugs this year buddy.
Midoriya: Wow thanks Togata!
Mirio: No problem.
Midoriya: Oh yeah, is the bear still in the cart?
Aizawa: I kept it inside my scarf for safe keeping.
Bakugo: YOU DID ALL THIS FOR A BEAR?!
Everyone (minus Kirishima): For Eri!
Aizawa: And if you have anything to say about it-
Bakugo: I know I know you'll give me detention, get some new material.
Aizawa: Okay. (The man in black picked him up by the back of his clause coat, and carried him over to the handle end of the cart, facing him toward the danger that the sea of angry people that desired the bear)
Bakugo: What in the hell? (Giving a look of shock and irritation at the crowd)
Aizawa: Wanna get up close and personal?
Bakugo: Grrrrrr n-no.
Aizawa: That's what I thought (turning around and dropping him down)
Bakugo: But don't expect me to help, not my problem that you can't drive.
Midoriya: But Kaachan, your quirk would allow for Amajiki to get a break from running so much and help us gain some more distance.
Bakugo: I DON'T CARE WHAT I CAN DO FOR YOU, YOU ASSHOLES ARE THE ONES THAT HIT ME!
Jiro: (Mumbled) should've hit him harder.
Mic: Ditto on that one! (Raising his hand for a high five)
Jiro: You nearly made me deaf.
Mic:…(He slowly raised his other hand to give a pitty self-high five)
Mirio: Hey Red Riot!
Kirishima: Hm?
Mirio leaned over and whispered something into the red head's ear.
Kirishima: Oh yeeeaaaah that should work!
Midoriya: What did you say?
Mirio: Oh just watch.
Kirishima: Hey Bakugo.
Bakugo: What?
Kirishima: Ya know I think I just heard one of those mob guys say they could beat you in a race to the front checkout.
Bakugo:…Excuse me!?
Kirishima: Yup, pretty sure eeeeeeeeeveryone heard it right guys (he made a circular motion with his hand to get everyone to join in)
Momo: Oh yes, I believe I heard a few more people say that, and called you some uh…unsavory words.
Bakugo: What words TELL ME?!
Jiro: Jackass.
Bakugo: THANKS!
Jiro: (she smirked) Anytime.
Aizawa: Maybe if you took Amajiki's place, you could prove them wrong.
Bakugo: GOOD IDEA (he leaped on the combined handles, bloodlust radiating off the teen) CHEETAH LEGS GET IN THE CART!
Amajiki: I have a name…
Bakugo: I DON'T CARE (he grabbed the young man by the back of his coat, and threw him into the cart, being caught by both Yaoyorozu and Mirio)
Amajiki: Does he do that to everyone?
Everyone: You have no idea.
Bakugo grabbed the two handles with his arms, flipping under them in one swift motion and putting his feet on the bottom shelf locking them into place, doing the same for his hands as he fit both of them through the gap between the handle and the storage area, then outstretched both of his arms forward toward the crowd.
Bakugo: DIE YOU SHOPAHOLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICS!
Midoriya: BRACE YOURSELVES!
Everyone quickly grabbed a section of the cart tightly, as a huge non-lethal flash exploded from the back of their transportation flinging it forward at high enough speeds that some's feet were lifted off the threshold and their skin flapped from the intensity of the air. The speeds causing a wind current to separate the crowd a little making their journey a bit easier from here on out, for once most of them were thanking lady luck that Bakugo was around, whom got back into the cart confident that the explosion had made the path forward much easier.
Jiro: *Whew* finally, a minute to breathe.
Momo: Indeed, thank you Bakugo.
Midoriya: Yeah Kacchan, that was amazing!
Kacchan: ITS BETTER THAN AMAZING YOU DAMN NERD, AND YOU AUTHOR CHANGE MY NAME BACK!
Bakugo: That's better and-
Bakugo stopped himself, as he turned his attention to the previously unseen passenger they had picked up looking disgusted and during their sudden speed increase: it was Minoru Mineta…in his undies…holding a body pillow of Ms. Midnight…with a hole cut in a certain area…and he was making out with it…needless to say, everyone eventually saw him sitting on the side of the first cart, all of them disgusted and horrified.
Mineta: Hey baby, why don't we turn this up a couple notches and-
The grape then noticed where he was, who he was with, and their eyes now trained on him, his went wide as his expression went neutral, Midoriya was the only one that waved hello but albeit slowly, not wanting to fully comprehend the scene before him.
Mineta: Alright, imma head out, (the young man took his…companion and leaped from the cart flying in the direction of the crowd, whom immediately parted around him and reformed once he was a distance away; not even they wanna rip that apart).
Momo:…So can we all agree that we didn't see that?
Jiro: Yup
Amajiki: Mhmm
Mirio: Ditto
Midoriya: Agreed.
Mic: I second that.
Aizawa: Rational move.
Kirishima: Oh yeah, how about you Bakugo.
Red Riot looked over to see his friend, whom with a distressed look on his face had his neck tied to the railing of the cart, an unused container of bleach with a bendy straw sticking out of it sitting next to him and was writing with a pen on a piece of paper on top of a notepad. In one swift motion, Kirishima untied the belt, grabbed the container of bleach and tossed both it and the belt over the side.
Kirishima: (Grabbing the notepad) Oh stop being so dramatic!
Bakugo: What has been seen cannot be unseen…
Mic: What's on the paper?
Kirishima: (looked down at the suicide note) *groan* (he turned the note to all the passengers, the note reading in bright red: Whatever it was…blame Deku.)
Midoriya: Oh come on…
Jiro patted the boy on the shoulder.
Mirio:…Hey Mr. Aizawa, how's the bear?
Aizawa: (Reaching into the scarf and pulling out the toy) Still intact.
Mic: Guys…
Midoriya: That's a relief, with all this chaos I thought we'd lost.
Bakugo: I'm not jumping out to get it if it falls.
Kirishima: Nobody expected you to anyway…
Bakugo: WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!
Kirishima: Dude we talked about this, inside voices
Bakugo: I AM INSIDE!
Jiro: I'm surrounded by idiots…
Mic: Guuuuuys.
Aizawa: (moving over to Jiro, and pulling out his phone) I know right, we're like a magnet for them.
Jiro: Never expected to bond with you over these circumstances.
Aizawa: You don't find friendship, it finds you (pressing the phone over and over as if texting someone).
Midoriya: I can attest to that
Everyone (minus Mic): We know.
Mic: GUUUUUYS!
Aizawa: JEEZ MIC WHAT IS IT!?
(Mic holds out his arm, pointing at the path ahead. Everyone's eyes turn to meet the cause of concern.)
Mic: CROWDS!
People's heads turned to see the cart and began panicking, their faces being reflected onto the passengers of the cart, their rate of speed was almost that of a sports car going down a very steep hill, collision would be very bad even with the pillows, which were barely hanging on after the force of Bakugo's blast. If they didn't think quickly, they would all have hospital bills to pay…and maybe funeral one's as well.
Tamaki: Could this get any worse?
Aizawa and Mic: Yes.
Tamaki: How?
Aizawa: Nezu's in the crowd.
Everyone's faces turned grey, their eyes go even wider as they meet the fur ball in the crowd, who waved at them enthusiastically.
Momo:…It was nice serving with you all.
Jiro: I never even got to learn the bongo's
Tamaki: Didn't think I'd die before knowing if I could turn into a dinosaur if I ate it.
Mirio: Oh man that'd be awesome!
Mic: I love you Aizawa, I always have!
Aizawa: Well at least you went out on a terrible joke like I always thought you would.
Kirishima: I WILL ACCPEPT IT WITH MANLY GUSTO!
Midoriya and Bakugo were the only one's silent, Bakugo merely didn't care about being dramatic, and Midoriya was thinking up a way out of it as his muttering started up.
Midoriya: Well considering the current situation we could just steer out of the way but no that would only endanger more civilians as a result of the maneuver so maybe we should just try and break but then the crowd would catch up and tear us limb from limb till they found us we could instead make the load lighter and spare some of us but the crowd could hold them hostage till we came back wait a minute-Kacchan!
Bakugo: What?
Midoriya: Get on the bottom of the cart! (Everyone turned to look at Midoriya)
Bakugo: WHY
Midoriya: Launch us over the crowd!
Bakugo: You dumbass then I'll have to pay for the busted floor!
Midoriya: Then I'll just jump out and kick us up enough so you won't damage it!
Jiro: But then the crazy shoppers will get you.
Midoriya: I have a plan for that to!
Aizawa: Then what is-
Midoriya: Just real quick tie your scarf around my waist!
The passengers go into positions as they all grabbed a section of the cart once more, bracing themselves, as Midoriya got to the front and activated his Full Cowling jumping off and ahead of the cart, landing a couple feet from the pedestrians.
Midoriya: D-don't worry everyone just passing through.
Random guy: Christmas shopping?
Midoriya: Y-yup.
Random Guy: Ah, you poor souls, I'm sorry.
Midoriya: Well…atleast someone is, thank you.
Bakugo: ENOUGH CHIT CHAT GET TO KICKING DEKU!
Midoriya: Right!
The freckled teen got into positions, pulling his right leg back focusing all his weight on it, he gritted his teeth as the veins of energy surrounded his body further than before green lightning shooting off his body, the crowd feeling the pressure of the young boys power.
Midoriya: Here it goes everybody! 'ONE FOR ALLLLLLLLL: FIIIIIIIVVVVVEEEEE PERCENNNNNNNT!'
The cart was now four feet from his face, as he dragged his foot above the ground, the world moving in slow motion…except Nezu who just simply walked up.
Nezu: Hello everyone!
Everyone: Hhhhhhhhheeeeelllloooooooooo Ppppppriiiinnnnncccccciiiipppppaaaaaaaaalllllllll Nneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzu.
Nezu: My my what an exciting situation you've found yourselves in, may I ask how you all ended up in that cart?
Everyone: Chhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiissssssssssssttttttttttmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaasssssssssss shoooooooooopppppppppiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnggggggggg.
Nezu: Ah, well I hope you all know you will get a stern talking to later about causing such chaos.
Everyone: Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee kkkkkkkkkknnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooow.
Nezu: Who's the gift for?
Midoriya: Eeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrriiiiiii.
Nezu: Oh, well…maybe not that stern of a talking.
Everyone: Thhhhhhhhaaaaaaaannnnnnnnkkkkkkk yyyyyyyyyyyyyyoooooooouuuuuuuuuu
Nezu: You are all welcome, happy holidays…also why are you all talking in slow motion?
Everyone: Dooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnn'tttttttttttt kkkkknooooo-
Aizawa: This joke is getting old, just kick us already.
Midoriya: Okay! 'SMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSHHHHHH'
The boy kicked the cart into the air, causing a strong wind current to blow around him as death on wheels ascended to the sky, quickly pulling the young man along with it pulling him from the back as he spun around, knocking the wind out of him. However, it was not enough to keep them in the air for long, now it was time for-
Aizawa: NOW BAKUGO!
Bakugo: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HYAAAAAAA!
An explosion blasted from the palms of the sweaty teen, soaring through the air even higher, the combined efforts of the teens had done their job as their escape was now certain, as the passengers cheered (minus Aizawa who just kinda…pumped his fist and slowly put his arm down), Midoriya blushed and smiled at this and Katsuki smirked devilishly, finally able to cut loose after suffering the evil of children…that sounded really odd in his head.
Mic: LOOK! THE CHECKOUT STATIONS UP AHEAD!
Mirio: All right! Nothing can stop-
Tamaki and Kirishima quickly covered the young mans mouth with their hands, silencing him immediately as a drop of sweat ran down their faces, complementing their fearful looks.
Kirishima: Don't say it man.
Mirio: (miffled) Why?
Tamaki: Every time someone says that it ends badly.
Momo: Oh like one of those moments of dramatic irony.
Tamaki: Exactly.
Mic: Oh yeah like what could go wrong!
The cart then defies gravity as it begins to plummet downward toward a makeup stand.
Aizawa: I f**king hate you Yamada.
Mic: I know.
Everyone else: CRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!
SMAAAAAASSSHHHH!
The cart broke off from the second one it was attached to, as everyone flew off in the collision: Momo and Jiro laded on a Christmas tree inflatable which cushioned their fall and bounced them gently as they finally got to some solid ground, Amajiki landed in a seat next to (funny enough) Fat Gum in a small ramen shop who scarfing away his fifth bowl, as he scooted Amajiki an extra.
Fat Gum: What took ya Suneater?
Amajiki:…Long story.
Kirishima landed into a fake presents pile, as Bakugo landed into an empty Santa chair…with an even longer line of children just for him, Ejiro then sprouted from the pile, as Katsuki looked on in horror.
Kirishima: Oh yeah I brought extra in case we lost them (he then placed a new beard and hat on his pal and smiled)
Bakugo:…FFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-
Present Mic landed in a smoothie shop, his own personal heaven with the exception that he crashed right into the smoothie making machine.
Mic: Merry Christmas to me!
As for our main characters Aizawa used his scarf to hook onto a nearby pole and slid into the first available line whilst pulling and catching Midoriya safely, who in turn catches Togata in his arms.
Mirio: Wow, it's miracle everyone made it huh?
Midoriya: Yup…you're really… heavy Togata.
Mirio: Sorry, really should shed some more pounds.
Midoriya: No…its…fine…you are still in good shape.
Mirio: Oh thanks man.
Aizawa: Both of you get off me!
Midoriya and Mirio: Sorry sir!
The two boys got down from the man in black's grip, however as they approached the cashier they heard the screams of the crowd get even closer.
Midoriya: Crap, what are we gonna do, even if we get the toy they'll never let us leave!
Mirio: You two get out of here, I'll stay behind and buy you time!
Midoriya: No I am not doing that! We leave together for Eri, right Mr. Aizawa?
Aizawa: Yes, we all do, because I have a plan.
Both: What plan?
Aizawa: Well, more of a called in favor, a Christmas miracle as you would call it.
The crowd loomed closer to the front checkout, their targets finally in sight with he prize they so desperately desired, growing more bloodthirsty. Their way was soon blocked however, as a teen with messy purple hair and tired eyes stepped out in front of them, the ace in hole that Aizawa texted earlier was: Hitoshi Shinso.
Crowd: GET OUT OF THE WAY BOY OR GET CRUSHED!
Shinso: Okay, but one thing.
Crowd: WHAT-
Instantly all the members of the mob stopped running, as their pupils turned white as snow, they all became one hundred percent unresponsive and at the mercy of the boy's quirk whom gave them all anasty look.
Shinso: Now be good little psychopaths and go home, none of you are to touch the people you've chased.
The crowd went off in various directions, as the behest of their master, finally giving Midoriya and Mirio a chance to breathe as the nightmare was finally over, Aizawa had put the bear on the conveyer belt which the cashier soon rung up as the boys purchased their gift. Shinso then walked up to them, sighing in annoyance.
Shinso: Why am I always a deus ex machina in these stories?
Aizawa: Who knows, either way thank you for coming by.
Midoriya: Yeah, really pulled us out of the fire there.
Shinso: Consider it my one and only act of holiday cheer, and do me a favor.
Midoriya: Hm, what?
Shinso: Tell the tyke merry Christmas for me.
Midoriya: Why don't you just come with us?
Shinso: Huh?
Midoriya: Yeah, just come along…in fact I have an idea…
2 Hours Later…
Eri: So it's merry Christmas and not happy easter?
The little one bundled up in a little Santa costume asked. As she sat on the couch in 1-A dorms common area watching television, surrounded by everyone who assisted Midoriya and Mirio in their journey to make her happy, since most of them were going back to the dorms anyway, even Fat Gum joined in, being the big softie that is. This was the first time in a long time Bakugo was slightly grateful that Midoriya existed, finally getting him away from brats who pinched him, yelled at him, and one kid that…let's just say turned a section of his suit yellow.
Aizawa: Yes Eri.
Eri: Then they give you candy?
Midoriya: That's Halloween.
Eri: Is that the one where you give flowers to people.
Momo: Valentine's day.
Eri: I thought that was the one that Mr. Mic always drinks bad stuff on.
Jiro: Who is teaching her holidays?
Aizawa: The internet.
Kirishima: Mr. Aizawa really?
Aizawa: Hey it's teaching everyone now.
Fat Gum: Doesn't mean you should do it that way.
Mic: Let it go, been trying to change him for years, he's a lost cause.
Aizawa: I will bury you in snow.
Mirio: Before you murder him, can we give her the thing now?
Tamaki: Is it depressing I almost forgot about that?
Shinso: You rode a speeding cart through a mall, how did you forget that?
Eri: What thing?
Midoriya: Well, this being your first Christmas and all, everyone decided to help out and get you something.
Eri: Really!? (she smiled brightly in amazement)
Everyone nodded, except Bakugo who needed to be nudged by Kirishima to finally budge.
Mirio: Mhmm.
Eri: Was it tough?
Television: Today in the plot centered mall, the most eventful escape and purchased occurred, as a band of misfits raced across the area in a runaway shopping cart from an angry mob who were unresponsive at the scene. However, there was one witness who could comment, one Minoru Mineta who had this to say-
Mineta: Yeah no it was totally cool, I led the charge for a little while, jumped out when I realized my amazing leadership wasn't in need anymore.
News Caster: May I ask why you have a body pillow of the R-Rated Hero: Ms. Midnight?
Mineta: Funny story, I-
*Click*
Bakugo: (holding the remote) What has been seen cannot be unseen…
Eri:..What's he talking about?
Everyone: Nothing!
Fat Gum: What is wrong with that kid?
Jiro: Too much.
Mirio: Anyway, tada! (Mirio handed the girl the gift, with an eccentric pose)
Eri: Yay present (the girl took the box, wrapped in bright red from the teen's grip, as everyone, except Bakugo, anxiously awaited her reaction as she slowly peeled away the paper)
Aizawa: Ya know you can go faster right?
Eri: Am I doing it wrong?
Mirio: No no, you're doing great kiddo!
Eri: Ok.
Shinso went over and leaned toward his teacher.
Shinso: (whisper) If she keeps this going we'll be here all night.
Aizawa: (whisper) You will be here and like it.
Shinso: Yes sir.
Momo: Um Eri, it's ok to go a little faster.
Eri: Don't worry I'll be quick!
4 hours later…
Everyone had fallen asleep, waiting for Eri to get done so she wouldn't feel sad for doing it wrong did indeed take it's toll.
Jiro hung off the side of the second couch, her head and arms suspended above the ground, Momo had her laid back against the cushion next to Kyoka. Fat Gum had sat down against the wall, Kirishima and Amajiki using his fat as a pillow, Bakugo had just konked out on the floor, no real special treatment there, Shinso had wrapped himself up in his own capture scarf as a blanket, resting his head against a couch cushion.
Mic passed out in a recliner, out of everyone he snored the loudest, Aizawa was in his sleeping bag but still on the first couch in an upright position, and Mirio and Midoriya slept on the first couch as well, Eri was snuggled between them, sleeping happily with sweet dreams, clutching the bear in her arms.
A smile across her face, as the tv kept playing specials, and light snow descended onto the ground.
Her first Christmas was perfect.
THE END.
Authors Note: Its been a crazy ride getting here really. A full year since I began writing for you all, so much has changed, I've changed, man holy cow, i never wouldve imaged I could entertain over 100 people on any story, and I am truly greatful for that, you all have given me light at the end of a very dark tunnel and I'm just glad that I can make you all smile, laugh, cry, and warm your heart with my content despite the screwed up writing schedule, Im glad to have you all come this far with me along this journey of mine through all the waiting and trials.
I owe you all, and my family and friends, and my beautiful and amazing fiance that pushed me this far and has been an undying source of support for this slob's talent at doing this kind of stuff, a]plus she loves Aizawa so anything involving him she is instantly glued.
Next up is my Todomomo fanfic that i really need to get done before the holiday season is over and i hope you all enjoy that one, plus a hopefully soon update to the story that started it all. You know the one if you've been here a while.
Hope you guys had/have a wonderful holiday season, and from me to you, thank you, and happy holidays.
Imma go to bed now.
Note: Also sorry for kipping out on Eri's conscious reaction to the bear, this story was pretty long as is and I thought the whole scene of everyone asleep was more adorable.
Ok, NOW i'm going to bed.
