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Written up version of image under cut:

Dad of the day: Nedzu (Dadzu!)

Izuku’s socks can be heard padding along the empty halls from inside the multiple classrooms. The young child’s fluffy hair bouncing with each enthusiastic step. UA’s esteemed teachers no longer noticed the faint noise after multiple months, they all knew to expect the sound of claws shuffling quickly to follow soon after.

In the hall, Izuku held tightly to a stuffed plush of his favourite hero. He flings his arms out to reenact the sequences he had memorised by heart, the dance-like movements are sloppy with his small frame. When the familiar sound of claws clicking against the tile floors got louder he picked up his speed. The chase went on for another 15 minutes before his caretaker finally cornered him.

Nedzu had spent the entire half out using his quirk to corner the rowdy child, finally doing so on the top floor. By then his limbs felt nearly ready to give out, the boy looked similar. He was only slightly shorter than the famous principal, coming up to right below his eyes at only 4 years old. The boy came up to him slowly, dramatically hanging his head in defeat. “Nap Time! Nap Time! Nap Time!” The principal checked the time on his watch before answering.

“It’s almost 1 o’clock so that should be fine, little one. However, my office is on the first floor and you’ve made us run all the way up here. You know what that means?” He eyed Izuku and suppressed a laugh at the boy’s innocent head tilt.

“That you’ll carry me?” The boy’s eyes seemed to shine with playful intent when he asked, the words coming out slightly garbled from exhaustion. The principal huffed out a laugh at the response.

“Nice try. Now, do you remember where the elevator is?” He couldn’t help but smile at Izuku’s confidence when exploring the building. It seemed like only days ago he had folded in on himself the second his mother left. Now, he would approach the adults around the school easily with any questions he had. He led them both towards the staff elevator on the topmost floor, straining his legs to reach the tall button.

They reached his office a few minutes later, the boy’s adrenaline long since worn off. He swayed slightly on his feet, the effort of keeping himself upright getting harder and harder. As soon as the door opened he was splayed across the couch like a starfish, the left side of his body precariously dangling off the edge. Nedzu followed after him with the same level of exhaustion. He looks at the boy once he is seated at his desk, they had met at the beginning of the year. The principal had offered to care for him while his mother worked during the day. Inko accepted the offer graciously, she had struggled to find a caretaker that fit with her schedule for a while. He signed the remaining paperwork quickly, an idea popping into his head from the sight of the sleeping child. He finished the last sheet soon after, tossing the pen down haphazardly.

Izuku felt a fluffy warmth crawl in over his chest before settling to his right. He instinctively curled towards it, small hands reaching out to hug the soft fur. Nedzu nuzzled into the small amount of space easily, falling asleep soon after. “Nez-Nez” is soft....like a fluffy dog!” The boy spoke from within his dream, using the same childish nickname he had adopted upon the first introduction.

From then it became a custom for them in the days Izuku was on campus, both of them cuddling up together on the couch for a nap before Inko came back for the boy.

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Izuku entered the familiar campus for the first time in a while. It had been nearly 10 years since he lasts walked through the gate. At the door, he could see the principal and teachers greeting each student for their first day. The girl that had saved him earlier greeted his old caretaker kindly before walking inside, leaving the two of them alone temporarily.

His arms worked quickly to catch the familiar ball of fur when it ran at him. The nostalgic texture of fluffy fur nearly brought him to tears. They both stayed in the tight embrace for a while, only moving when the next student entered. “Nez-Nez! It’s so good to see you again! I’ll work really hard now that I’m a student!” Izuku’s smile widened, even more, when he walked through the large towards his new future.

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