Bunny fumbled with his baton as he slipped the screws out. A small metal canister fell out, a few wires burned out.

"God dang piece of junk!" He huffed, snipping some wires. "Dangggg it, where will I get another coil of this! They stopped making it publicly because it was too easy for villains to make weapons with it." He pouted, throwing the capsule backward. He never heard it hitting the rooftop.

"What is this problem child?" A gruff voice asked, right next to his ear. Bunny jolted, nearly falling off of the building from the surprise. A bigger hand then is own held him back, causing the two eyes to meet.

"It's what makes the baton work, this," He said, waving around the part still in his hand, "Is a shell that is useless without it. I really wish that the company kept selling to the public." He sighed, getting away from the edge.

"Want me to see if Power Loader has any extra? Tell me how many inches you will need." Aizawa offered, examining it.

"Power Loa- OH THE EXCAVATION HERO!!! He works at UA right?? Wow, he always seemed so good at tinkering." The smaller gushed, jumping up and down excitedly.

Aizawa would not admit that he was cute, no matter how the ears flickered as the kid bounced so happily (hoppily). "Yea, he works there. Anyways here." Aizawa said, handing a small bag and the canister back. "How did you even get them?" The hero asked, sitting next to the vigilante.

"They were in a dump!" He chirped, cracking open the cold can of soda-pop. "Also thank you!" He added on before sipping on it.

"Why... Why were you in a dump....?" Aizawa questioned, not knowing if he wanted to know. "Eh, I belong there." The kid shrugged.

"Well, well, well! Hello Eraserhead, I didn't expect to find you on your patrol!" A third voice cheered.

"Sir?" Eraser asked, turning around. Bunny stood up and looked at the small silhouette, tense.

"Nezu- Dude you shouldn't smoke" Bunny scolded, pulling out the cigarette and putting it out on his arm. The two heroes looked in mild horror at that, before Nezu slowly pulled out another and lit it.

Bunny stared in disgust at that, scrunching his nose at the smell. "You do realize that makes it easy to know you are there, right?" The vigilante questioned, repeating his actions. 

"Hard to drop is suppose, but it isn't healthy to do that either." Nezu replied in a smug voice.

"I care more about others than myself, so it doesn't matter."The curly-headed boy replied, snatching the lighter from Nezu as he went to light another. The two glared at each other before Nezu quickly lit another with a match. 

"GOD DANG IT" Bunny screamed, the voice changer struggling to remove the voice crack. Nezu's ear flickered in interest as he tilting his head, a puff of smoke escaping his mouth. 

The vigilante stretched his limbs, before grabbing the cigarette in the creature's mouth and the box out of his coat.  "YEET!" He shouted, throwing the box into a water-filled dumpster, before running off.

Nezu and Aizawa looked between each other, the smaller having a reflective look. "I believe his voice just cracked... Perhaps he is younger then we thought." He grinned