Requested by ItsNobodysWorld who found the Pokemon reference in Never Miss Cheat: Shinsou x Reader.

Also, inspiration of the Reader's quirk comes from my very own pet hedgehog. Her name is Stella and she's the most precious thing in the universe.

Hedgehogs are very shy creatures. They can be aggressive whenever they're around scents they highly dislike or are unfamiliar with but if they become familiarized with someone they can be the sweetest creatures you can find.

Fatgum and his two boys, Eijiro Kirishima and Tamaki Amajiki aka Red Riot and Suneater, were hard at work being the heroes in training that they were. Even when you're a rag tag trio of heroes with an almost endless bounty of strength and energy, when you aren't given a moment to breathe everything can become much more difficult than it should be. Imagine being pitted against a villain with a self multiplication quirk where as he can create an infinite amount of clones. Everywhere the young heroes turned there was another perfect copy of a man adorned in a spandex suit of black and a shrilled shriek of bystanders that came along with it. The villain was odd, the suit was oddly sparkly as if it was covered in a million pounds of glitter with two blank insect eyes. Each copy of the man was a perfect replication of the original and overwhelmed just about everyone in sight. The clones took advantage of the puzzled scrambling in order to rob everyone blind. This man holds the record for fifty two successful robberies in one lone hour and Fatgum refuses to allow the number to escalate!

Tamaki's dexterous fingers elongated with a sickening suck and whip; Tentacles they became, long, slimy and pink. The villainous clones disappeared from reality one after the other after entangling with Tamaki's binding fingers only to drop what they had originally stolen. It didn't matter however as more doppelgangers would cackle a devilish snicker as they'd drop in and snatch the stolen property right back up.

Fatgum used his fatty body to engulf the cleptomaniacs. Unfortunately none of them were the original so they also fled from existence as well.

Kirishima wasn't coming into any hint of luck either with each punch he gave left nothing but stolen property and exhaustion.

As time went, Fatgum's bulbous body began slimmed down the more his hunger began to tickle his cravings. Tamaki's tentacles became as short lived as Fatgum's body fat as his stomach began to rumble too. This villain may just succeed if our heroes can't keep fighting.

"Hey Fat!" Kirishima grunted as he let loose a swing that clashed with the cheek of a clone. It's face contorted with a pained cry beneath the mask then mystified into thin air as the damage it could sustain had been met. Kirishima squats himself down to sit upon his knees. His arm dragged over a glistening forehead to collect the sweat. Once Fatgum lent his sidekick his full attention, Kirishima began to speak once again. "Didn't you say you hired another intern?" Kirishima breathed heavily between each word spoken. "Where is he!? We can really use him right now!!!" Kirishima, although exhausted, picked himself back up to barrage slippery the doppelgangers. There's still no luck in finding the original man.

"It's a she!" Fatgum grunted as a doppelganger ran head first into his deflating stomach. His spine took the blow of that attack and his core was beginning to cry with deeply rooted pain. No doubt his body was going to feel it tomorrow. "She was supposed to start today!" Fatgum paused for a moment to scratch the side of his head. "Actually... I wonder where she is right about now." Did she not receive the news?

A being trapped beneath a sheet of dirty grey waddled before the fat man. "I-I'm right here Fatgum sir..." The sheet gave way a moan of distress.

"Oh great," Fatgum turned around with a frown. At first the hunched over figure beneath the sheet reminded him of an igor. Of course this girl wasn't an igor because it was his newest sidekick that was late to the scene. Fatgum remembers from reading your hero bio that you weren't the best in public settings. Now he understood exactly what you meant. "And here I thought Suneater's self esteem needed work."

"I'm sorry for being a freak of nature..." You began to cry. Your tears began to dampen the sheet little by little.

Your new mentor began to feel guilty for ever opening his mouth to speak at all. However, Fatgum couldn't help but to worry deeply about the mental state of both Tamaki and yourself. "Look we can work on your confidence later, can you please help us round up the villain's copies?"

"I don't want to hurt anyone sir..." You're quickly to remind your mentor of your dangerous quirk.

It was official, Fatgum's endless pit of stomach had finally hit empty. His body fat had melted away leaving him to be all muscles unlike his usual cuddly round self. "Don't worry you won't hurt anyone," he began to pat his empty stomach. "They're all clones. I'm pretty sure the real guy already escaped. Just get rid of them."

"A-Alright," you shed yourself of the stained painters sheet you found in the streets and stood straighter than you ever were before with nothing more than a small slouch. Kirishima couldn't help but stare at you. You weren't wearing a shirt, rather it was just a bra that allowed the skin of your upper half to be visible while you wore a pair of earthy colored pants on the bottom. Each individual strand of your hair was long, hard and came to a point like a needle in the color of (h/c). Actually, was your hair even hair? They more represented spiney needles like those of a pine tree and went down your entire backside as well as the backs of your arms. That explains why you're wearing just a bra. Your face is beat red... Even though you designed your hero uniform you're embarrassed to be dressed the way you are.

Your arms covered your breasts, a face still blazing as hot as the sun. "Hey um... Guys, get to somewhere safe. Once I get going I really can't stop myself," you struggled to raise your voice but Fatgum, Tamaki and Kirishima heard you out. They didn't quite understand why shelter was necessary but did as instructed anyways. The boys took shelter within a nearby glass walled bus stop and stood idly by as you progressed to stretch out your limbs.

Those villainous doppelgangers were getting away with stolen goods and it left Kirishima wondering if you were going to do anything at all. "Fat... Are we gonna just let them steal everything?" Kirishima glared at you. How can someone just stand there and let the crime go on!?

"Don't worry about it!" Fatgum chuckled. "She's got it covered." That's just an assumption. Your bio claimed that besides your fear of public settings you'll make sure a job is pulled through to completion.

"Get ready to vomit..." You sighed with a small pat of your stomach. Your feet began shuffling forward into a sprint. You jumped in the air and folded yourself into a ball. The spines on your back made you into a spiky ball as you rolled around at high speeds! One after the other, villain doppelgangers disappeared as you rammed into them. Kirishima stood within the bus stop blown away with the way you're taking them clones out so quickly! Soon no more clones remained, stolen property littered the streets, but you were still rolling around aimlessly. "I can't stop!!!" You cried with a stomach that flipped and flopped like a dead fish.

"I'll stop ya!" Kirishima bolted out from the glass interior, calculating your potential movements carefully. Once he predicted you'd roll directly into his very direction, Kirishima hardened up his body past his usual. That's right, his body went Unbreakable! You came bounding right into his open arms where he caught you within his dagger like fingertips but ended up thrown to the ground. Your spine scratched up his rigid body quite a bit but he felt no pain thanks to his ultimate move. The spinning came to a stop, leaving you to unfurl yourself and lie in a sickening mess within Kirishima's arms atop his body with a face as green as grass.

(Yes, Hedgehogs actually roll! I found it hilarious when my little hedgehog went to get off the couch one day by balling herself up and rolling down a mountain of blankets)

You tried to get off of Kirishima, but your stomach said otherwise. "You may want to get away," you gagged forcing a hand to your mouth.

"N-No let me help you!" Kirishima lied you off to the side and stood up immediately! Your lunch began to decorate the pavement and burn your throat. Kirishima began using a hardened hand to rub your prickly backside in an attempt to comfort you. "Motion sickness huh?" Kirishima joked around. Of course you have motion sickness! Now he's mentally ridiculing himself for even asking something so clear.

Luckily you haven't ate much today, you spit out the rest of the contents from your mouth with relief to finally breathe with ease. "I'm so disgusting..." You began to shiver as sickness washed over you.

"Everybody gets sick," Kirishima offered out a hand. When you declined, he scooped you up by grabbing you by the arm and carefully helped you to your feet.

He used the sleeve of his costume to wipe up your mouth which left you in a near blushing mess, "Thanks for catching me... And helping me vomit... And cleaning me up... I don't deserve this much-"

"Don't deserve it?" The proud boy nearly gasped. "You were awesome (Y/n)! You completed a job the three of use combined couldn't do!"

"I um..." Your face was burning so much you swear it's about to melt off. "Thanks Kiri... Oh gosh I can't remember your full name," mentally you wanted to die all thanks to a slip of the mind.

"Kiri's fine," Kirishima found the nickname unique anyways.

Fatgum approached you both. "You two know each other?"

"Oh yeah sorry I didn't tell you sooner," Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck. "We share a class together but (Y/n) is so under the radar we sometimes... Forget about her," everything sounds so much worse coming out than it did within his head. "Look (Y/n), I'd like to work with you again. Like what if you did that last move again but I can punch you into other directions like pinball!?"

As cool as that idea sounded, you had other thoughts on the matter. "You want to work with me?" You were almost speechless. The pressure within your lower abdomen began to build up. "I think I'm gonna vomit again..."

"If you vomit then I might vomit too..." Tamaki spoke while facing a nearby building. He doesn't want to witness anything that could upset his stomach more than it already was. Oh right, his stomach is empty. Nothing would come up anyways.

Fatgum ruffles Tamaki's hair. He almost ruffled your own but remembered that your hair would only hurt him. "How upset is everyone's stomachs? Dinner's on me tonight!"

"I'd rather head back to the dorms... Ordering a meal is the most difficult thing in the universe." The cashier asks you a million questions about your meal when in reality you couldn't care less what happens to the food. You just want a damn sandwich!

Tamaki's eyes began to water, "I can't agree with you more!"

Kirishima facepalmed, "fine then let's all head back home. You'd think my manliness would've at least rubbed off on you Senpai."

Tamaki faced the wall again, "I'm ridiculous..."

"As for you (Y/n)!" You jolted in astonishment to Kirishima's finger pointing. "I can only deal with one Tamaki so from now on you aren't leaving my side until you're as manly and confident as ME!!!" Kirishima striked a manly pose that made all the muscles on his body pop. While the sight of his sexy manliness was appealing, you immediately took everything the wrong way as if Kirishima was forcing you to be his girlfriend. The pressure of everything had your mind ripping at your skull until you were seeing stars. The sudden drop dead liquidation of your body upon the pavement meant that you had blacked out on the spot!

"No wonder she lives under the radar..." Kirishima sighed and progressed to thrown your limp form over his shoulder. Your spines were everywhere leaving him no choice but to use his quirk for protection. "See you two tomorrow. I'm carrying (Y/n) back home!"

"Goodnight Riot and Hedgie!" Fatgum waved goodbye. Tamaki on the other hand kept himself acquainted with the wall a few moments longer.

The very next morning, Kirishima did exactly what he said he'd do: stuck by your side like glue. At first you thought you were being pranked because nobody even paid you any mind before today and now this red haired shark boy refused to leave you alone. The only thing keeping you from running away was that Kirishima's words from last night was fact. You need mental help. You have no friends, maybe it's time for a change. If Kirishima is forcing himself on you, it's the universe telling you to make some friends.

The second class ended for lunch, Kirishima's hand found yours. "May I ask why you keep holding my hand? Your hands are so rough and uncomfortable..." His hand was rigid like stone and crushed your bones within their grip. It's a miracle you can even still feel your own hand.

"There's spikes on your hands," he held up your hand and stroked the back of it with his other hardened hand. "If I don't use my quirk then I'll get hurt."

"I've never held bare hands with anyone before..." The embrace of your hand in general felt foreign.

"I can see why you wouldn't hold hands with anyone but that's so... Sad," Kirishima's grip on your hand softened a little bit. It wasn't as rough as sandpaper like before.

You couldn't quite figure out why his hold was so soft but you figured it out at a quick glance. "Why'd you turn off your quirk? I don't want you to get hurt-"

"It's fine I got thick skin," in fact Kirishima only feels slight pricks where his fingertips touched the back of your hand. It's nothing he can't handle.

"Thanks... I-I like this," you finally held his hand back. "Can I... Can I be honest with you Kiri?"

"You can tell me anything."

"I've had my hedgehog quirk ever since I was born since it's a mutant one and not even my parents would hold my hand. Actually... They tried but... I don't like it when they wear gloves. It's not the same as holding hands with someone for real," You've grown to hate having your hand held. It's like having cereal without milk; you're missing out on the best part. Your childhood lacked physical affection and clearly its affected you deeply to this day.

"That's sort of like what happened to me when I was younger too," Kirishima pointed at the scar that ran through his right eyebrow. "See this scar?" You nod to confirm his question. "I couldn't control my quirk when I was younger and kept hurting everybody even myself. It's all good now but I want to let you know that from here on out, everything will be okay!"

"Are you my guardian angel or something? How are we so alike? And what guy helps a girl vomit!?" The facts are all overwhelming! How did this boy find you?

"I'm a man and a man has to treat girls with respect."

"Well whatever... You're nice and I trust you-"

"You sure trust people easily," Kirishima smirked.

"Am I not supposed to trust you?" You began to rethink your decisions.

"Even our conversation is so relatable," Kirishima cracked up. "You can trust me okay!"

"Okay okay... Yeah I trust you."

From then on your mental insecurities melted away. Kirishima figured out that you're very shy like Tamaki around people you don't know or know very little about. It just meant you needed to friend everyone and everything would be okay! It was a long process but you became comfortable with the class and even helped Kirishima to boost Tamaki's mood. No progress there but you're having fun torturing him. Now, call you paranoid, you're awaiting the day Kirishima officially asks you to be his girlfriend. Almost everyone claims you're already dating him, but you're just waiting for the question.