Summary:
*insert side eye emoji at this chapter*
“For the last time Monoma; When you come into the situation where a child is overstimulated and isn’t hurting themselves, you do not pick up them up or touch them!”
“But how do we get them out of there then? And why not?”
Izuku was surprised his Auntie hadn’t cracked and smacked the boy, though he knew she probably wanted to more than anything at the moment.
“If you let me finish, rather than interrupting me every five seconds, I might be able to explain.”
Izuku could hear the boy grumbling and he could only hope Kacchan was shooting the boy enough death glares for the both of them.
“Anyone other than Monoma, please answer this; Say you’ve just defeated and apprehended a villain, and I’m a child you find who is panicking, my quirk is acting out… what should you do? Yes, Koda?”
“First, make sure they aren’t hurting themselves; if they are, try to get them to stop while outright touching them as little as possible until they’ve calmed down... if they’re not hurting themselves or anyone around them, approach slowly and let them know you’re there. Find out what might be triggering them and removing it if it’s there…”
“Finally, someone with some common sense! That’s probably the best course of action you can take until you learn more about the kid and what’s wrong. The reason I’m trying to tell you that grabbing them outright is the worst possible scenario is because when a child is too overstimulated, they’re probably too overwhelmed to tell you what’s wrong or to tell you to stop, so the most logical thing for them to do in order to get the bad thing away, which in this case would be you touching them, would to be to physically lash out and hurt you… and potentially those around you as well, depending on the quirk… I’d love to tell you punks more, but I think copycat over here used up all the time we had for today, but don’t worry; you’ll be seeing me quite a bit from here on out; Principal Nezdu has invited me to give you punks everything you’ll need over the next couple months, once every two weeks, when my schedule allows it. As for right now though, go eat some food, punks.”
Mitsuki didn’t think she’d ever seen a boy leave a room as fast as that Monoma kid had as soon as she was allowed to dismiss all of them. She really wanted to cover more ground, but that punk just had to decide he was the most important thing in the room and use up 95% of her lecture time. How the hell did Inko put up with high schoolers all day every day anyways?
As Mitsuki gathered her things and made her way to leave the room, she was stopped b the small rodent like Principal, who was smiling and spoke cheerfully.
“Mrs. Bakugou, thank you again for doing this for the students. How would you say they faired?”
“I’ll be honest with you Sir; Koda was the only one who had a shred of common sense. Everyone else was either too headstrong, ignorant or didn’t feel like speaking up. I know it’s not my place to ask, but if it’s possible to reel in that Monoma kid’s attitude while I’m trying to explain, that would be a tremendous help.”
“but of course! I will talk to Vlad on the matter! But look at the time; You must be hungry Mrs. Bakugou! Before you leave campus, I insist you join us in the staff room for lunch! I’m sure Inko would be delighted!”
Nezdu moved to open and hold the door out of the classroom as he spoke, smiling ever so cheerfully and Mitsuki couldn’t help but silently compare it to…. something that made her skin crawl with unease… still, she couldn’t say no to seeing Inko, could she?
“I’d be delighted; thank you sir. Let’s go see what trouble Inko’s cooked up for herself, shall we?”
With that, Mitsuki found herself walking beside and idly chatting with the Principal, who had taken it upon himself to regale her with all his theories about why Quirks act out more often with the kind of children Mitsuki worked with, as well as all the evidence he currently had to support his ideas. In all honestly, it was probably the most informative and interesting walk Mitsuki had ever endured, and she was almost sad when he opened another door that she assumed was to the staff room, which was currently filled with a various assortment of heroes, as well as Inko, some gruff looking man in a sleeping bag and some kind of skeletal figure in a suit that looked too big for him.
Mitsuki almost wanted the principal to continue talking, if it wasn’t for the fact Inko was talking to the skeletal man and was apparently laughing at something he had said, the man in question’s face blushing lightly, his gaze flicking to the opening door and Mitsuki herself, to which Inko’s gaze followed and smiled brightly, making her way towards the two newcomer and that’s when Mitsuki saw it; the sparkle of joy, happiness and admiration that Mitsuki hadn’t seen in Inko’s eyes in a very, very long time…. And looking to the skeleton man, Mitsuki could see the same look in his eyes as his gaze lingered ever so slightly in Inko before meeting Mitsuki’s eyes.
“’Suki, how was the lecture? Were the kids behaved? Come over here, we were just about to start eating, I want you to tell me everything!”
Mitsuki couldn't help but laugh and oblige, noting how Inko’s eyes seemed to darken for a moment at the mention of Monoma, but otherwise kept her stunning smile while the skeleton man seemed to listen thoughtfully and nod silently until he caught Mitsuki staring absentmindedly before Inko thought to introduce the man.
“Oh, Mitsuki, this is Toshinori Yagi. He’s an assistant here at U.A for All Might, since he’s a busy man and all. Toshi, this is my best friend Mitsuki Bakugou! She works with special needs children and their quirks, but Nezdu invited her here to talk to the hero course students about how to handle those kinds of kids properly.”
The man gave a small smile to Mitsuki, who noted that Inko was not only on a first name basis with the man, but a casual name basis with him.
“It’s wonderful to meet you, Mrs. Bakugou. I’m told your son is quite the student, temper aside.”
Mitsuki sighed quietly, making sure to meet the man’s eyes, making sure his piercing blues ones saw every ounce of steel and fire within her own.
“Brat’s got an attitude, I know… too many shallow complements from incompetent teachers growing up if I had to guess. But it could be worse; I hate to think of what he’d be like if he hadn’t befriended Izuku.”
“’Suki, don’t be too hard on him! Katsuki’s got a good heart at his core; it just takes a little while to see it! Our boys are fine young men, and the hero course will do them good, just you wait. They’ll be upstanding heroes in no time.”
Mitsuki couldn’t help but break her intense gaze and smile, looking to her friend, who looked like she was about to say something else but Nezdu’s voice cut out from across the room, to which she excused herself and walked over briskly, leaving Mitsuki alone with Mr. Yagi, who looked incredibly nervous as he leaned forwards and spoke quietly.
“Pardon my manners, but I must ask you something… It is my understanding that you and Inko have been good friends for a long time, yes?”
Mitsuki nodded quietly, having her own sneaking suspicion on where he was headed.
“As her friend, I was wondering if you, um… uh, know of anything she might be interested in? I must admit… I’ve grown quite fond of her in the past months, but I do not wish to intrude or assume! I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have asked, it was stupid of me to- “
The man was about to go into a rambling spiral, which reminded her of Izuku for a moment, before Mitsuki cut him off, discreetly holding out a small business card to the man, who took it quizzically.
“It’s to a restaurant; My husband and I went there for out first date and our wedding rehearsal dinner. It’s got good food and atmosphere… but if you do anything to hurt Inko, I will hunt you down, Mr. Yagi, got it?”
The man visibly gulped as he nodded frantically, slipping the paper into his pocket as Inko reappeared at the table, slightly confused but happy Mitsuki hadn’t decided to do anything to her friend, smiling brightly as she picked the conversation up as if it had never been interrupted.
Notes:
Heyo, guess who's not dead and is going to love having Mitsuki at U.A every so often
(I went with the scenario Mitsuki presented because that exact thing (people trying to touch me when everything is too much) has happened on multiple occasions and it's what i know the most about without trying to insult or offend anyone else.