The villains were put in jail while you and Aizawa were brought to the nurse since you were welded together now, and you were unable to stop using your blood to make ink. You also poisoned yourself with your quirk, which made you act high off your butt. Aizawa was holding the hand you cut while your friends were in the room with you both.

"What the fuck was that about?!" Bakugo asked as you smiled.

"My little angry boy! Hey bro, let me out. I need to piss also. I'm horny," you said as they looked at you shocked.

"She poisoned herself by turning her blood into ink. She will be fine in half an hour," Aizawa said.

"Speak for yourself. I'm horny and Kirishima looked rather hot in those shorts. Hey, I'll paint your walls, and you can paint mine white," you said, making Aizawa horrified, so he let go of your hand.

"Aww, man, you made me ink! Good thing it's not my time of the month. otherwise, the ink would probably be coming out of who ha. Just imagine if you had to stop that, too! That would be a lawsuit waiting to happen!" You laughed.

"Are you sure you can't make it go faster?!" Aizawa asked as the nurse sighed.

"There is no way sorry," she said as you laughed.

"Little Shoto is confused. Don't worry, I'll paint your walls with my screams -" You paused as Kirishima put his hand over your mouth, and you licked his hand, making him pull away.

"You licked me!" He complained, shocked.

"Oh, I'll do worse than that to you. I'll peg you like a horny dog!" You said.

"What the hell happened?!" Your mother asked as you smiled.

"The better question is why are my boobs bigger than you, and why can't I have a dildo in my dorm room?" You asked as your mother looked at you shocked.

"She poisoned herself to save the class," Aizawa said as your mother made him let go of your hand, which made ink spray all over your mother. He grabbed your hand again, which made you laugh.

"So this is what you teach?" Your mother asked.

"Y/n saved the class! If she didn't do what she did, then... we probably would have been killed. He's a good teacher," Shoto said.

"Sketch, I know you're hiding. Separate them now!" Your mother ordered as Sketch came from your arm and crossed his arms.

"I can't! She welded the scarves together, and the ink wouldn't let them go. Also, you don't tell me what to do, I have free will so I can do whatever I want when I want to do it within reason," he said.

"You are just a drawing she made! Get them loose!" She growled.

"I'm a person to her. You didn't teach her to ride a bike, to shave her legs, how to put in a tampon or pads, I did it! You were working, and I'm not saying it's a bad thing. I'm saying I'm a parent like you, and if I could take them apart, I would. I can't. Her quirk is fighting me, and I don't want her to get more hurt than she already is. We have to wait until her body recovers so she can make her quirk stop. He must have something she needs," Sketch said.

"Yo boys, if it's a penis then I'm sorry he's too old for me and a virgin no one wants a thirty-something virgin," you said, "plus mine is bigger hold on I'll show you."

You tried to draw it, but Aizawa grabbed your other hand to prevent you from drawing.

"Aww, come on, Aizawa! I can draw it super big. I bet yours is small, and that's why you are so depressed all the time," you said.

"I'll have you know my sex life or my dick size is none of your concern," he said.

"Well, maybe if you got laid more and had a girlfriend, then maybe you would be happier," you said.

"Y/n, you're lucky you are high right now," Sketch said.

"I'll be high off some dick if Kirishima came to my room and in me," you said as he sighed.

"I'm sorry guys, she's not like this, I promise," Sketch," said as he waved his space humanoid arms apologetically.

"It's okay. You helped raise her?" Kirishima asked.

"Yes ever since she turned eight," he said.

"I want you four out of her room," your mother said as Decku looked shocked.

"We are her friends!" Decku protested.

"You think they are going to do things to her? Unbelievable, it's normal for sixteen-year-old girls to have boyfriends, and you know. I have read lots of articles on it, she's growing up and if you keep taking chances from her to grow up she won't grow up!" Sketch said.

"You aren't real! Stop trying to be something you aren't!" Your mother yelled.

"She needed a dad, so I became her dad! These kids are her friends! You took away friends, sleepovers, going outside even! Why? Because you have been scared of her!" He yelled.

"Have you seen what she can do?! She makes monsters in her sleep!" She argued.

"Yeah, she does, but you don't try to calm them, I do. You never try to talk the monsters down you hide in your room and hope they don't break down the door. Kirishima has done the same thing I have been doing for years. He talks to her. You only scream at her when she's a monster. You may be her mother, but screaming and treating, throwing things, and building walls was never the right call. She made me to be her dad but also your shield. She never asked me to show her things or to teach her. Never asked me to even love her or cheer her on when she accomplished something. I learned how to do that. I may be just a blob of ink, and she has erased me over a hundred times but has always made me again because of how afraid you made her of herself," Sketch explained.

"I hate you," your mother said with venom in her words.

"I'm okay with that. You aren't my wife. I have no obligation to you only to her. So leave her alone she saved people and nearly killed herself doing it. You think I'm just some random blob, but you know she tells me things," he said as she tried smacking him, but her hand went right threw him.

"You are the reason she is a monster!" She growled as he shrugged.

"I wish I was. Then she could erase me and be okay," he said as your mother walked off and Sketch sighed.

"Sorry, I'm going to try to get the ink off you two again. Please don't mention this to Y/n. It might stress her out and her quirk," he said as you smiled.

"You got it, bro. Hey, help a girl out and help me get that cute redhead my number," you said.

"He's..... you don't have a phone," he lied.

"That sucks. Well, I can always write," You smirked as Sketch turned back into a drawing, then moved out of view.

Thirty minutes later, you were fine, but you were still stuck in Aizawa. Your friends left, and you were trying to convince your drawings to let you go but to no prevail.

"This sucks," you said as you laid your head back on Aizawa's back.

"So you had to draw something to help raise you?" Aizawa asked.

"Nope," you said.

"Your drawing said otherwise," he said.

"Sketch?" You asked.

"Yeah, your mother wanted your friends out. I guess she thought they were going to try to sleep with you or something while I was attached to you," he said.

"No, it's not that, I have done this before. I acted inappropriately when I poisoned myself with my ink. She probably tried to get them out to make sure I didn't," you said.

"You did say things. You were mostly after Kirishima," he said.

"That figures... he has helped me a lot in classes well, not helped. I have been helping him stay up to study. He has been guiding me back to my room without touching me. I haven't made a single monster since he's been guiding me, probably because he kept people from touching me," you said softly.

"So you didn't make Sketch to be your parent you made Sketch as a guard of sorts," he asked.

"Yeah, but he turned out more than that, I guess. I feel bad for him because he has free will, yet he is stuck with me. He can't be free. It's like a cruel joke, almost," you said.

"You wanted everyone to be safe. It's nothing to be ashamed of," he said.

"He has always been the voice of reason. If it wasn't for him, people would be dead. The watch doesn't just help me it helps him. It makes me calmer, so it's easier for him to stop the monsters from coming. I know you don't like the watch but it's necessary. First day back, and I do this," you sighed.

"Have you figured out why they come?" He asked.

"No, but it's not your problem, it's mine," you said.

"It became my problem when I lied to the school board to keep you here. They thought your powers were too unmanageable, and they were going to take you out and put you in a facility to train you. You would have had no contact with your mother or any of your friends for that matter. It was a last resort, especially since you attacked the others without realizing it," he said.

"Why did you lie?! You can get fired. Worst of all, my quirk is becoming unmanageable.... I feel it trying to take over more and more. The next time I turn my blood into ink, I might not be able to stop, and I will turn into a full-fledged monster, not even realizing I killed myself," you explained.

"I believe you can control it, and you have help. Probably more help than you had in a long while. Sketch told us how your mother treated your monsters versus how he did.... it sounds like he has helped you a lot," he said.

"You have no idea... you know I wanted friends growing up, but my mom was afraid I would kill them, so I couldn't have any. Just this babysitter named Jane. She was seventy years old and angry. She lived across the hall from our old apartment. I was always loud and wanted to play, but she would get mad at me and lock me in the closet, and if I talked at all, I would get hit. She gave me crayons and paper to draw on, and I would be left alone for hours. I never told my mom. I still haven't.... she was working three jobs because of her original job she got fired from. I drew all the time, and my sketches would come to life. They would just crawl off the page and scare people. It got her fired.

Water did the trick with my mom's quirk but not mine. Mine were more solid she had to use actual erasers to get rid of them. Then I found out much later that I could erase them just by thinking eraser. Erasing takes a ton more energy out of me, though, than actually drawing. I can only do it a limited amount of times, but now I'm losing my ability to do it at all.

I don't think I have much time left before my quirk kills me. It's funny. I always wanted to meet my dad before he went, but now I am going to have to worry about me dying and taking everyone with me," you sighed.

"You aren't going to die," he said.

"Easy for you to say... you can't drown in your quirk," you said.

"We will find what's making the monsters," he said.

"We as in us?" You asked.

"Sketch and your mom too. Sketch said you tell him everything, so is there anything personal that no one else knows besides your nanny?" He asked.

"Not that I know of," you said as you thought for a moment. You wanted to tell him he was your dad, but you couldn't.

He wasn't ready for that, and you didn't want to tell him now because you were getting worse. You didn't want him to know, and then you ended up dying in front of him.
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"Okay, well, since Sketch is like a dad to you... if you need to talk about anything, I guess you can talk to me about it. I'm not good with kids or penal problems," he said.

"I figured that out already," you said as your ink bonus released the both of you.

Ink started dripping on the floor, making you sigh in relief.

"Please tell me you did not just start your monthly," he said.

"Why would you know anything about that?!" You asked.

"You said you were horny and your time of the month was supposed to start tomorrow, so if the guys wanted anything now, they better get it! Not so many words, but that is about what you said, so shut up!" He said.

"That's so nasty... I have to apologize to them," you said.

"So what is this ink?" He asked.

"It was the thing keeping Sketch from helping us. I think the nurse can separate us now," you said.

"You can't undo your weld, can you?" He asked.

"Nope, I have no idea how," you said.

"Great," he huffed.

"On the bright side, we get new scarves," you smiled as you thought that being stuck to him wasn't such a bad thing after all.

You wished you had done this sooner. You liked the smell of his cologne, the way he made you feel safe, and even the way he didn't hold back just because you were a girl. He didn't even mind your antics even though you made him a male stripper to save the class. Plus, you learned where you got your resilient and bull nature from as well as being an introvert. You wondered how it would have been different if he was around, but you were never going to know.