Blackout >>DISCONTINUED<<

Aizawa's pov:

I hate my fucking life, it fucking sucks, it's shitty, and it's fucking killing me why did I decide to be a hero even worse a hero and a teacher for a bunch of hunky junky teenagers,
I hate Hawks, I hate the press, I hate the Hero Commission, I hate Mic , I hate Midnight, I hate Nezu and his shitty plans for world domination, I hate everything!

Author pov:

Now you may be wondering why our dear local hobo of a hero is stating his hate for things and people.

Well you see our friend here was having a rather let's just say 'a shitty day' 'and night'.

The poor guy woke up to screaming, all he wanted was to sleep in on his day off.

He loved his family don't get me wrong, but sometimes he just wants to strangle their ass' and throw them out of the house, but he hasn't done that.........yet.

Anyway, Aizawa woke up to screaming at 8am sharp. He was pissed. I mean even if he usually woke up pissed, he was extra pissed, it was his rare day off and he wanted some god damn peace and quiet.

But Oh no! He just can't have a nice relaxing day when he has an emo and sunshine kid along with a real loud beaming husband in one house.

His day sadly started with Eri screaming 'HELP'. Of course I his Husband ran out of the room before Aizawa himself, what did you expect?

When he finally reached he found a Hizashi holding back a laugh and a smug Hitoshi laughing his ass off and an Eric inn a cardboard box screaming 'help' while giggling.

Now you may be thinking 'what the actual fuck' or 'oh shit, that's halarious' or even 'why.... Just why'

Well no worries because Aizawa here was thinking the same just more of 'what the actual fuck'.

I bet you wanna know why Eri was in a damn box in the first place, well that's quite simple, Shinsou found a cardboard box laying around in the house and decided to use it for decoration or something, why are you looking at me I don't know what he was thinking, I'm honestly guessing. Anyway he took the box to his room and put it in a nice corner, the box was big enough to fit an Eri.

So he did the most logical thing a person could do with an Eri sized box. He stuffed Eri in there obviously, if you didn't guess that sorry to break it you but you are NOT logical.

Which brings us back to a flabbergasted Aizawa Shota. He was confused, kinda mad, but mostly confused.

He didn't even bother asking cause he knew it would be a waste of brain cells if he did.

The rest of afternoon was nice, but he was still the slightest bit pissed from being woken up early for no reason. His usual 5 cups of coffee in the morning did the trick but sadly this time it didn't.

When he thought he was FINALLY going to have a peaceful day, besides the morning.

Hizashi was cooking lunch, but ohh for the love of God couldn't they get take out, cause guess who's kitchen lit on fire. If you guessed Aizawa's kitchen, you get a cookie!

Now that pissed Shoto off even more, I bet he was thinking 'One day. One day of peace and quiet that's all I ask, is that soo fucking hard!!'. Why yes it is Aizawa, how else am I supposed to make this fan fic potentially funny?

Opps, got a bit off topic there, anyway don't sweat about the fire, the house and kitchen were perfectly fine! but I couldn't say the same for the croissants though...

Hizashi was trying to learn things, he's a quick learner, messy, but quick, like today he learned to burn croissants! Someone give this guy a cookie for being such a good learner!

OH ya and Aizawa lit out the fire only after smacking Yamada on the head because why not.

This annoyed Shota even more, but he chose to be sensible and keep his annoyance to the bare minimum. Again he tried.

He needed a bottle of Gin, right there and then, he'd probably chug the whole bottle faster than you can say 'Cat' cause he can I'm telling you.

To further add to his ever so great day off, he got a call from the hero commission telling him HE needed too take over for HAWKS. Why? Because apparently Hawks was 'busy' (probably making out with his boyfriend) with stuff and now Aizawa had to patrol near the hero commission.

And people ask him why he doesn't do days off.

Now, Aizawa hated, and I mean absolutely completely HATED that he had to work, he hated that his soo called days off were stollen by some other classy hero, he wasn't willing to co-operate, no, he just wanted one day off! So of course he was about to scream at his phone so the HC knows he was having a trashy day and wasn't in the mood for work, not even 5he slightest, not a single cell in his body wanted to go out of his house today, it was HIS day off, and a well deserved one nonetheless! He's worked all month, without a single day off, he's worked his ass off! He deserved this day off more than anything! He needed it!

But luck was definitely against him, Tyche (the Greek goddess of luck) must hate him!

They hung up on him before Aizawa could even consider protesting.

So he got up and decided he may as well play along with his shitty life instead of letting the annoyance consume him to an extent where he would do as far as to burn the whole of Japan!

Which brings us back to how this chapter started off.

Aizawa: I hate my fucking life, it fucking sucks, it's shitty, and it's fucking killing me why did I decide to be a hero even worse a hero and a teacher for a bunch of hunky junky teenagers, I hate Hawks, I hate the press, I hate the Hero Commission, I hate Mic , I hate Midnight, I hate Nezu and his shitty plans for world domination, I hate everything!

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