When we finally got to Katsuki's house, the guys in our group were heavy-laden with shopping bags full of clothes, accessories, makeup, shoes, and wedding decorations.

The next morning, we sent them out again for hors d'oeuvres and food for the reception.

"Katsuki!" I walked up to him. "Did you bring the ice?"

He held up a plastic bag full of water.

"Uh. . .what's that?"

He glanced at it and mockingly gasped, "THE GOLDFISH ESCAPED."

"So, why did the ice melt?" I folded my arms.

"You sent a guy out in the middle of the day in July whose body temperature exceeds the boiling point of water and you ask me what happened to the ice."

I said, ". . .And your point is?"

"If you wanted a boyfriend who could bring you ice, maybe you should have dated Icy-Hot!" He then stormed off.

Shouto was behind him, grinning. "Who's needed? This guy~" He said as he pointed his thumbs to his chest. "Hey, (Y/N). If you wanted ice, all you had to do was ask."

"SOMEONE JUST GET THE ICE!!" Tenya screeched from across the room, his arms chopping more than ever.

But all I could do was yell at Shouto, "Ah, stay out of it!" And I ran off, looking for my boyfriend. He was lying in his pirate ship bed, throwing darts at the poster of Deku on the ceiling. "Katsuki, what's got you down?"

"Sorry, babe. It's just all so surreal, y'know? All those idiots down there are preparing for a future that's a lie. But is that what we're all doing? Why are we all here just to suffer? Are we just preparing for a future that doesn't exist?"

I took his hands. "I thought you said it doesn't matter what the future holds as long as we're together."

"Yeah, but how can I become King Explosion Murder, the best hero since the guy who invented Taki's, if there ain't any other heroes to compare to? I mean, All Might's a homeless bum getting married to that idiot Deku's mom and Gran Torino looks like he has rabies." He then sat up. "I can't just save the world all on my own. I at least need the others to use as bait for the bad guys."

"True, true," I replied. "Maybe you could use Mineta as bait or something."

"Who'd want him?"

Once again, he had another point. So, I just sighed and said, "Look, let's just try to have fun. At least everyone's alive!"

He then let out a loud, drawn-out groan. "Yeah, now they're just gonna live in my house and eat all my chips!"

"At least you have, uh," I started to think of what he had that could have made him feel better, but nothing came to mind. ". . .You can explode things?"

At that, a smirk crossed his face and he hopped onto his feet off the bed. "Speaking of which, I think I'll use Deku for some more target practice today." He then ran out of the room, calling out Deku's name. "DEKUUUUU!"

I giggled, though I felt a bit scared for Deku. But I guess he could handle himself.

Mitsuki walked in the bedroom and said, "Oh, hey, (Y/N). I didn't know you were here. Don't mind me." She said as she opened the closet door and threw a dart at her husband's picture. "I just had to get that off my chest~ So, dear. Is there anything you'd like to talk with me about? Y'know, woman-to-woman since I never had the daughter I always wanted?"

"If you don't mind me asking—why didn't you have more children?"

"Well, you know, after Katsuki—you just kinda give up."

"On children or life?"

"Yes." She then turned on the radio. "Now, excuse me while I dance to Whitney Houston." She put 'I Will Always Love You' on and started doing the Macarena.

"Uh, well, I'll cya later," I said, leaving.

"Toodles! Oh, I love ya, kids. You keep me young~" was the last thing I heard before shutting the door.

I quickly found Katsuki and said, "Did you know your mom keeps a picture of your dad in the closet?"

"Oh, that's my other dartboard."

"What about the Whitney Houston collection by your bed?"

"My mom put all her junk in my room when I started U.A."

"Oh," was all I said. "Are you sure those Whitney Houston CDs aren't yours~?"

"Gross, no! I only listen to death metal bands, remember?"

Before I could respond, my eardrums were shattered.

"ATTENTION!" Tenya shouted. "Everyone must change into their formal wear by three in the afternoon!"

"But the wedding's not till seven!" Katsuki spat.

"But the photographer could only be here until five!"

"How did you get a photographer in these circumstances?" I wondered.

Deku chuckled, "I called in a favor."

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Tenya marched over to the door, opened it and looked ahead, but no one was there. "There's nobody here!" He observed. He then proceeded to shut the door when a foot stopped it.

"HEY!" a squeaky voice protested. "DOWN HERE!"

Tenya looked down to see that brat back from the training camp. Kota Izumi. He had a baby blue iPod in his hand.

"I'm the photographer," he explained.

"No, you're not," Tenya argued. "You're a boy."

"Taking photos is not rocket science, loser!" Kota stomped in and Deku rushed toward him to give him a big hug.

"Kota! My man! Haven't seen you since we defeated Muscular!"

"Can't talk now, Deku. I'm on a tight schedule," he blew him off.

"How many more weddings are being hosted in the zombie apocalypse?" Katsuki snarked.

Kota countered, "Just so you know, I have a date with destiny tonight!"

"Who's Destiny? Your Barbie?" Katsuki shot back with no remorse.

"Be nice," I reminded Katsuki. "So, Kota. What will you be doing tonight~?" I asked him in a coddling voice.

"Whatever I want to! Gosh!"

I just facepalmed. But I noticed that in the background, Denki and Mineta were tying All Might figures to the bumper of the tandem bike which was apparently the honeymoon vehicle.

Kota proceeded to walk around and take random photos of irrelevant objects. Things like: a potted plant, a table, petals on the ground, a Snickers wrapper, and a grilled cheese sandwich melting on the concrete.

"Hol' up!" Denki rushed to it and picked it up, only to eat it. "Now that's good stuff."

"CHEESE TOUCH!!!" Mineta screamed as he pointed at Denki.

"CHEESEHEAD!!!" Katsuki mocked as he pointed at Mineta.

"Hey, Bakugou!" Eijiro greeted as he walked through the door with a crate. "I got the doves to release at the reception!"

"Oh, really? You got ten white doves, right?"

"Yeah, man!"

"Show 'em to me."

Eijiro opened the crate and inside was ten frozen Cornish hens.

"IDIOT!!" Katsuki raged. "THOSE ARE SUPPOSED TO BE LIVE DOVES RELEASED AT THE RECEPTION!"

Eijiro looked sheepish. "Try finding any live birds in this city!"

Katsuki was having a nervous breakdown. I patted his on the shoulder and said, "It's hard being a wedding planner, isn't it?"

"I just want to get all the mistakes out on this wedding before my own!"

"I'm sure your bride to be appreciates the consideration."

Changing the subject, Katsuki said, "Well, the hens are already here so we might as well cook 'em up for the party."

Eijiro cradled his crate. "No way! I'm droppin' these from the balcony tonight! I spent too long looking for these to just cook 'em!"

"I can't let you do that," Katsuki shot back.

"You can help."

"Then I'm in."

I slapped my boyfriend's arm. "No way! I know you're gonna try to pumble Deku with those frozen chickens!"

"Then join us," he persuaded.

It was tempting, but no.

Kota went over and took some pics of the frozen hens with his iPod. "Wow, you guys eat these raw?"

"No. . .?" we looked at him weirdly.

"How about this?" Katsuki asked. "We drop them first, cook 'em later."

"You're on!" Eijiro smirked.

"How hard are they though?" I wondered.

Katsuki picked one up and tossed it around. "Yeah, that's a rock chicken, alright."

"Why are you so disturbed?" was all I asked.

He snickered and extended his arm and threw it like a football toward the wall. But it went through and hit Deku in the back. "OOF."

This was going to be a disaster.

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I am s o sorry for never updating T-T it's been such a busy summer and I've been having to study more for lotsa things and I've been focusing more on serious writing and artwork for college one day, and it's been hard keeping up with fanfic! But thank you to all who've stayed with me lol, and once again, so sorry for not updating as much! Thanks for understanding '-'