Saturday y'all

"You got your lunch?" Bakugo asks me as he held my twin's hand, "Yes." I reply.

"Cellphone and charger?" Sho ask. "Yes Mom." I say this is the hundredth time they double check that I had anything before I go to work this morning.

Sho sticks his tongue out at me before I leave UA and go to the nearby bus stop in casual clothes, or it looks casual: a plain black button up shirt sleeve shirt that is buttoned up to the top two buttons allowing the top of a white shirt to peak out. A pair of black pants that are tucked into knee-high, two-inch heeled black boots, the black button up is tucked into my pants, I have a black beret covering my hair and a pair of 'Californa Girl's sunglasses with black lenses and a thin, light metallic frames covering my scar.

Okay business casual, close enough!

The bus arrives at the stop, permitting me to board it. I pay for my ticket before taking a seat near the driver as I pull out my phone.

As per normal, I pull out my earbuds and start listening to some music, not really listening as I see a mom and her child, maybe four or five from the looks. The child seems nervous as their mother rubs their back.

They are across the aisle from me so I move next to them the child in particular, taking out my earbuds and pausing my music.

"Hi, what's your name?" I ask the child with a soft smile, the child, who has messy orange hair, looks at their mother who gives an encouraging nod. "Shoyo." they reply softly.

"My name is Azula," the child might recognize it from the festival. But the child seems a little less shy once I say my name, "Do you like heroes?" Shoyo asks, I nod as more come onto the public transportation "Yup!" the child smiles, sitting up "I do too!" I think Shoyo is a boy "My favorite hero is Endeavor!" he tells me, surprising me slightly.

I ask the child why and he tells my about how he is so cool and his quirk is awesome "And he saved Mommy once. Right Mommy?" the child turns to his mother once again who isn't denying it. "Well my interest is caught." I say to the mother, she says it's nothing much just some wannabes pointing a gun at her "He just happened to be walking by and he scared them off." the bus reach the train station, my stop, "This is my stop." I say, taking off my sunglass pretending to clean them in my shirt. The child gasps. "It was nice talking to you two." I smile looking at them before replacing the glasses and getting off the bus. "Bye Azula-san!" Shoyo waves vigorously, which I return as I step off.

At work

I sit down in my chair, taking somethings out of the bag I had brought. A pencil holder, pencil sharpener, chargers, sticky notes and other desk amenities before placing two picture frames, one if Sho, Katsuki, Izu and I posing in front of something, I can remember. Just after Sho came out to Mom and Dad (they took it well) and introduced Bakugo as his boyfriend. Mom insisted on taking a picture.

The other is a picture of Tenshi holding out her Deku doll to the cameraman, Shoto, while wearing her Endeavor onesie.

As I have told him many times, Sho is addicted to his niece to the point that he has a private page on Instagram dedicated to her that I am not suppose to know about from what the description says.

That's where I got the picture, unbeknownst to him at the moment.

"Kiki! Cell!" Dad calls from the hall, matching into the area with the rest of us "We're going on patrol."

"Just them sir?" Janna asks. "Yes, just them." The hero says, sounding annoyed at the question. I finish placing the pictures on my desk before following him and Cell out. I might've smirked at Janna a little."

As soon as we step out of the building, the media swarms us; mostly me.

"Kiki what is it like being at your father's agency?"

"Have you gone on patrol before?"

"Why are you spending your work study but you spent your internship elsewhere?" and dozens more that jumble together in the chaos. I am trying not to growl at them, "Oi!" I quote Bakugo, bringing them to silence "I do not recall scheduling a press conference or what not for today, so if you want one, schedule it! Unless you do so, I am not answering any of your questions. Now, excuse me before I leave in my own accord." Cell has an amused look while Dad is a little surprised, maybe because they are paying more attention to me than him.

"Kiki, can you please answer I equation for me?" one asks.

"No." there's my one question. I use my fire to boost me over the press to my father and Cell who were waiting behind them. The people of the press and surrounding civilians surprise as I land just behind my seniors. "Shall we get going then?" I ask with a smile when in all reality, my heart is racing slightly due to anxiety. I can handle people, but when they are all wanting me and/or surrounds me unexpectedly, well, Shigiraki did not help one bit. But I am the queen of hiding. "Yes." my dad responds and we walk away. Though my performance will probably show up on the internet by tonight.

"You seen pretty popular with the public considering you just got here." Cell remarks.

"I wouldn't say that I am popular, I'm just trendy or something like that." I respond.

Time Skip tee-hee

After walking for a few blocks, people asking for pictures with/if Dad and I, my phone dings. "Something up?" Cell asks as I look at the notification: a security notice. "Yeah-" I pause, unlocking my phone with my right hand and reading the complete message "Someone is messing with my computer." I confused them.

I briefly explain that I don't like people snooping as I turn on my computer camera back at the office while we stop at a café since it's almost noon "So I have more security measures in place to prevent someone getting in without my okay." I finish, looking at the feed. It's one of Janna's friends. We sit down to wait for our order, allowing to mess with the person more fully who is trying to input my extra pin.

I pull out my tablet and set it to display my PC's screen, making an icy phone stand so that I can see the 'extra's' reaction. "What are you doing?" Dad asks looking over my shoulder. "Teaching." I smile as the following pops up on the computer: I see that you don't know how to keep your hands off other's things and nose out of their business.

Deer in the headlights, "That's out technology expert." Dad says looking at my phone, which I had angled so they can see "And that's my computer they are trying to hack." I respond "Though, I am not sure I expert is the right word, then again, I did put in some extra stuff when it comes to logging in." The sidekick left my desk pissed as I turn off my computer, remotely.

Okay, after much thinking, Azula can not only retire comfortably at the age of fifteen, but that Twin can also.

I will put an epilogue at the end of the next chapter.
Thank you so much for reading my story, and I enjoy reading the comments you people leave me they really make my day.

Love you guys. Just don't kill me for ending Twin. I beg of you.