"Are you going to explain?" Shoto asked. Katsuki grunted, but Izuku spoke before he could respond.

"It's a long story- Kacchan, look! Down there!" Izuku pointed down at the ground below them, where a small group had gathered, and was staring at them.

On the ground of course, everyone had gathered to see the dragon.

"What do we do?!" Toru exclaimed.

"It's a pink dragon..." Hitoshi squinted at it.

"There are people on that dragon!" Hizashi exclaimed.

"Is that Izuku?" Nemuri asked, squinting.

"OH MY GOD IT'S MY SON?!" Inko screamed.

"How do we get their attention?" Shota asked.

Inko looked at Toshinori.

"Fine..." Toshinori sighed, before backing up. He started to smoke, and everyone backed away. When the smoke cleared, Toshinori's body had became much taller, more muscular, and his hair was sticking up like bunny ears.

He cupped his hands over his mouth and shouted.

"YOUNG MIDORIYA!"

Up on the dragon, Izuku was freaking out.

"Oh my god, it's my mom, she's okay, and she's with the organization and-"

"For fuck's sake Deku, stop muttering, get us down there Pinky," Katsuki sighed.

Mina snorted, and went into a nose dive, landing in front of the group.

Izuku of course, was so busy mumbling to himself, he forgot to hold on to Mina, and went tumbling off her back.

"Midoriya!" Shoto's eyes widened.

"GODDAMMIT DEKU!" Katsuki shouted angrily.

"He's falling!" Toru shouted. Toshinori smoked again, and turned back to normal.

"MY BABY!" Inko cried.

"Dad!" Hitoshi looked at Shota, who sighed and stepped forward.

Izuku fell right into Shota's arms. Shota dropped him on the spot, and he grunted.

"Ow..."

"YOU DUMBASS!" Katsuki shouted, as Mina landed. He slid off her and stormed towards Izuku.

"Sorry Kacchan..." Izuku mumbled. The blond groaned, helping him stand.

"Idiot..."

"Midoriya, are you alright?" Shoto asked, joining them. Izuku nodded, and then turned to the other group.

"Um, hi!" He waved nervously. Hitoshi sighed.

"Hey Midoriya, long time no see."

"MY BABY!" Inko exclaimed, pushing through the others and picking up her son, pulling him into a tight hug. Toshinori followed her, and sighed, scratching the back of his neck, and laughing a little.

"Mom... can't breathe!" Izuku gasped, and Inko let go.

"S-Sorry, I'm just... So glad you're okay!" Inko cried, and Izuku hugged his mother, trying to calm her down.

Shoto coughed. Katsuki crossed his arms.

"A-Ah! Right!" Izuku stepped back.

"Katsuki?" Inko asked, staring at him.

"Young Bakugo?!" Toshinori exclaimed.

Katsuki winced, looking down.

"Oh my goodness!" Inko pulled Katsuki into a hug, before taking his shoulders and staring at him, then hugging him again.

"Goodness, I almost thought you were your mother! You certainly are the spitting image of her, aren't you?" She sighed, smiling at the tall boy.

"Tch, good to see you too, I guess..." Katsuki replied, backing away. He looked mildly uncomfortable, but not angry.

"Are you feeling okay?" Shoto asked.

"I'M FINE ICYHOT, NOBODY ASKED YOU!" Katsuki shouted in response. Izuku laughed.

"Let's go inside," Shota sighed.

"Inside where?" Shoto asked.

Hitoshi stomped on the ground, and fell.

"DAMMIT SHINSOU!" Nemuri exclaimed, running over, and looking down the hole.

"I'm good!" Hitoshi yelled back up.

"Has he been doing that a lot?" Izuku asked worriedly, standing next to Nemuri and looking down.

"Yep... come on, let's head down." She smiled at the others, starting to climb down.

"What about the dragon?" Hizashi asked, glancing back.

"I'm good," Mina stated, having turned back to her human form and giving Hizashi a thumbs up.

"Half dragon?" Toru asked her.

"Nah, just picked up some magic tricks from a trip a few years ago," Mina shrugged, "Down we go!"

The pink girl jumped right down the hole, as everyone started to climb down.

Once everyone was gathered, and introductions had been made, explanations started.

Izuku explained to his friends what he, Shoto, Mina, and Katsuki were doing, and Toshinori explained what had happened to him and Inko.

"I believe you still owe me an explanation on why however," Shoto stated, glancing down at Izuku and Katsuki. Izuku nodded sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"Y-yeah... sorry," he sighed.

"Whatever," Katsuki grumbled.

"You must be fun at festivals," Hitoshi observed. Katsuki glared at him.

"Don't start a fight Hitoshi," Shota sighed, "You all can stay here for the night if you wish, but there's too many of you to supply for everyone. Mrs. Midoriya and Yagi can stay, however I have to ask that you four," he looked at Izuku, Shoto, Katsuki, and Mina, "leave by the day after tomorrow. There's too many people for everyone to stay forever."

"Yes sir," Izuku nodded.

"Tch, fine..." Katsuki grumbled. Shoto just nodded.

"Alrighty!" Mina gave a thumbs up, and went back to talking with Toru.

"We'll need to make room for everyone..." Nemuri mumbled.

"I can sleep outside!" Mina offered, "I usually sleep in dragon form anyway."

"Won't that bring attention?" Hizashi asked.

"Nah, I'll be fine!" Mina responded.

"I can make room for them in my room, if Mrs. Midoriya and Yagi want to stay in the guest room."

"Like hell I'm sleeping in y-"

"Bakugo, don't argue with them. They're being nice enough to let us stay here." Shoto interrupted the blond, who blinked, and then scowled, grumbling.

"Thank you Shinsou!" Midoriya smiled at him, and the purple haired boy shrugged.

"No problem, I'll go do that now." He said, standing up and going into his room.

"Young Midoriya, Young Bakugo, I'd like to speak with you both," Toshinori, who had been quietly conversing with Inko the whole time, stated.

"Oh, okay!" Izuku stood up, and Bakugo grumbled as they followed Toshinori and Inko.

"Come on! I'll show you around!" Toru exclaimed happily, standing up with Mina. The two ran off.

Shoto stayed sitting, and looked up at the three adults.

"Prince huh?..." Shota sighed, "If you're dad's as much as an asshole as I've heard, no wonder you're exiled."

"I can assure you, the king is that much of an asshole," Shoto stated. Hizashi grinned.

"I like this kid," he said, patting Shoto on the back, "What was it like there? At that huge castle?"

"Boring." Shoto replied.

"I can imagine," Nemuri sighed, "castlework does tend to be boring, so long as nothing goes wrong. Almost nothing ever goes wrong here."

"I'm going to make food." Shota stated, leaving the room.

"What do you call yourselves?" Shoto asked, "as a group I mean."

"We're the Organization!" Hizashi exclaimed proudly, "I came up with the name."

Nemuri rolled her eyes, and Shoto just nodded.