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Ah, the birds are chirping. Sun is shining. Flowers blooming. And half of Class 1-A are relaxing in the common room, the other half having left to go home for the weekend. The weekend that was surprisingly calming, that even Shota Aizawa, their homeroom teacher, felt like this weekend was gonna be peaceful.
Until a bright light engulfed the entire room in white.
"Oh for fucks sake." The underground pro hero murmured with a scowl as he got his capture weapon ready.
"WAH!?"
"WHAT'S HAPPENING!?"
"BRO, THIS IS NOT MANLY!"
"I'M BLIND!"
"EVERYONE CALM DOWN!"
"WHO THE FUCK DARES TO INTERRUPT MY NAP!?"
"I feel a dark presence approaching us."
An agonizing scream resonated throughout the room, the voice so familiar and clear that everyone froze as they paled.
"DEKU!?/MIDORIYA!?"
Their suspicion and worry were somewhat reassured by the teen they called out, muffled through the scream.
"I-im fine! That wasn't me!"
"WHAT!? THEN WHO!?"
When the light started to dim, they could make out some figures on the floor. The scream dissipated to whimpers and sobs as they heard a soft-spoken voice being whispered to the person. Probably comforting them. While another was muttering about something incoherent but it sounded important.
The light finally disappeared, and finally, they were able to see who the intruders are.
And they all couldn't help but gasp.
There were three; not one, not two, but THREE Izuku Midoriyas. And they all looked so much like their Izuku Midoriya. But some– no. All of them had scars littering their body.
One Izuku had what looked like a decayed right cheek was comforting the sobbing Izuku who's wrist were in full display to show the deep scars. The other Izuku looked more mature despite supposedly being the same age as the other two, he was muttering incoherent yet quiet words that you wouldn't have even noticed if it weren't so quiet, covering his mouth with his fingers that were heavily scarred. The sobbing Izuku wore a grey cat hoodie and jeans, with his signature red shoes. The decayed cheek Izuku wore a red shirt and dark green tights and black boots. The older looking Izuku wore a black hoodie with black ripped jeans and white sneakers.
"Hey... It's alright. He's not here. He won't hurt you, he won't get to you. We're here for you. Your family's there for you, you're safe." Decayed cheek reassured in a soft voice, rubbing circles on the sobbing Izuku.
"I-it hurts. It-it burns. I don't want... I don't want it anymore. I'm sorry... I screamed. I screamed...!" The other choked a sob, fat tears streaming down his face.
Wait, why is he concerned about screaming?
"Uh..." Decayed cheek turned to the older with an unsure and concerned expression. "Viridian, I think he's going through an episode. What do I do?"
Older, or as he is called, Viridian stopped his quiet muttering and turned to the other two. "Shit." He cursed, not noticing the shocked expressions on the kids, or noticed them at all. He strode towards the two and crouched down, cupping the sobbing Izuku's cheeks as he made him face him.
"Yamazawa, listen to my voice. Focus on my face." He said with a voice of steel and seriousness, the Izuku called Yamazawa (that was oddly familiar sounding) blinked at him several times. "You're not back with that monster. You're safe. Shota's safe, Hizashi's safe, and Nemuri's safe. You don't have to worry or feel guilty of anything. Understood?"
They stared at each other with so much intensity that it even made some of the class stop breathing because of the tension, until Yamazawa let out a shaky breath and nodded.
"R-right... S-sorry." The latter rasped out shakily.
"Oh thank goodness." The other Izuku sighed out in relief, clutching his chest. But was given a glare by Viridian. "Were you being stupid suddenly grabbing his wrist like that or did you panic? Pick one, Robin."
Robin sweatdropped, "I panicked I swear!" While putting his hands up in a placating manner.
"Sorry to interrupt..." Aizawa gestured to the three of them. "Whatever this is. But do any of you mind explaining why you look exactly like my problem child?" Their Izuku winced at that.
And just like that, the three Izukus lit up like christmas lights at night, as if one of them didn't almost have a full on panic attack. "Dad!/Shou!/Aizawa!" The class gaped, again.
Did one of them just called Aizawa-Sensei/me, Dad!?
The three finally seem to have snapped out of their little world and looked around, seeing half of class 1-A surrounding them in the middle of the common room. Until their eyes set on their Izuku, they gaped.
"Is... Someone tell me I'm dreaming. But are we in—!?" Before Robin could finish his sentence, Yamazawa cut him off.
"The canon universe." He whispered with wide eyes.
"Well then..." Viridian said with a strained voice and small screech, a crooked smile on his face as he looked to be assessing the situation.
"We're fucked."
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