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Sugarpie

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Sugarpie - A Bakugo and Y/N Story

It was a sunny morning, when I woke up, feeling brighter than usual. I opened my beautiful blue orbs, ready to start the day. I got ready for school, U.A. U.A. was a very prestigious school and I had gotten in using only 1% of my power. Nonetheless, I didn’t want to attract attention to myself. Only to one particular blond anyway. I ran downstairs and made myself some toast for breakfast. I lived all by myself, because my parents, dog, cat, pony, dragon, aunts, uncles, cousin, and basically anyone in my bloodline or family died when I was younger. It was getting really lonely living alone. But perhaps I was not going to be alone much longer.

I grabbed the toast as soon as it popped out of the toaster, and put it in my mouth. “Uwaa!” I cried. “I’m going to be so late!” I grabbed my backpack, quickly ran out of the mansion, and went to U.A. As I entered the classroom, Bakugo came up to me. He looked ferocious. “HEY NERD!” He called out, his voice echoing across the room. All eyes were on me and Bakugo. “DID YOU DO MY HOMEWORK!?” “O-o-o-o-oh, yeah, I d-d-d-d-d-did.” I stammered out, reaching into my backpack. I grabbed it out, and with trembling fingers, I handed it to him. “H-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-here you g-g-g-g-g-g-go.” I blushed with such intensity, I thought that I must’ve been a tomato. Bakugo laughed at me, then smirked. I blushed even harder. “Thanks, sugarpie.” “S-s-s-s-s-s-s-sugarpie!?” I blushed the hardest I had ever had, and quickly covered my face with a book. Thankfully he went away after a few moments. Then, Mr. Aizawa walked in, and class started. It was going pretty well but then I was handed a note by Denki. “Your gonna want to read that one,” he whispered. “It’s from Deku.” I gulped. It was obvious that I had a crush on Bakugo, but I knew Deku had one too. I opened the letter to reveal just a plain note, saying to meet him after class in the storage closet. I was getting strange vibes from it using my alpha omega beta powers, but I brushed it off. Then, the bell rang, meaning class was up.

I ran over to the storage room fast, using my super speed, and opened the door to find photos of Bakugo everywhere. I stood in shock and looked at one of the photos. It was a picture of Bakugo and Deku cropped on it, holding hands in what seemed to be a wedding ceremony. Mortified, I was about to leave the room when I heard it close shut. Deku had finally arrived. “So, you actually came,” he said. His eyes started to glow red. “But, this was all part of the plan. Suddenly, he lunged at me, holding a knife. I screamed and dodged, and watched him crash into the back of the closet. But he got up at supersonic speed and lunged for me again. “BAKUBABY!” I screamed intensely. “PLEASE HELP YOUR SUGARPIE!” All of a sudden, a pair of warm hands wrapped around my body, and I heard something or someone crashing into the janitor supplies. I opened my eyes, and saw Deku on the ground, bleeding from his head. But his eyes were still open, glowing red. Bakubaby was holding me tight, and I didn’t want him to let go. He was just, so warm. When he finally let go, however, Deku tried getting up, but Bakubaby stepped on him and tied him up with a rope he had found. Deku thrashed against the rope, but he soon ran out of energy and passed out. I started to cry with relief and slid to the floor from the wall. I buried my face into my knees, and I started sobbing. Bakubaby ran over and gave me a hug. “Don’t worry sugarpie,” he said. He gripped me harder. “I will never let him hurt you ever again.” I sniffled and got up. “You’re right,” I said, determined. “He will never hurt me, because you, my uwu lover owo baby will protect me.” He put his hand on my shoulder, and together, we walked out.

As soon as we walked out, however, the hallway was decorated like a wedding. People were dressed up in suits and dresses, and even All Might was there. What is going on? Bakugo led me down the hall, holding my hand the entire time. He got to the middle of the hall when a spotlight made him glow in the darkness. I gasped as he got on his knee. “Y/N, we’ve only met for a few minutes now, but I fell in love with you ever since you did my homework 15 minutes ago. I will always treasure you with all my heart. Will you marry me?” I squealed with delight. “YES!” I cried. “I will be your uwu lover wife forever!” He put his hands on my hips, and carried me up, spinning me in the air. I used my powers to dress us both in the prettiest outfits we owned. I had on a beautiful white wedding dress, which had a veil. He had on the best suit I had ever seen, which chiseled every muscle on his body. We locked elbows, and the spotlight made us the center of attention again. We walked down the aisle, as people cheered and threw flowers. We made it to the stand where All Might was there as the priest. He quieted the audience and turned to us. “Dear U.A., we are gathered here today to celebrate the marriage of Y/N and Bakugo. Please wish them all a wonderful marriage together. But now, we shall begin.” I nervously walked up to All Might, holding Bakugo’s hand all the way. “Bakugo, do you take Y/N to be your wife, and to love and treasure her forever, through life, sickness, and death?” “Yes,” Bakugo responded, breathless. “I do.” “And Y/N,” All Might boomed. “Do you take Bakugo to be your beloved husband, and to love and condition him forever, throughout life, sickness, and death?” “YES!” I cried out proudly. “I do!” “Now, you may kiss the bride!” Bakugo pulled me in by the waist and kissed me passionately. Everyone cheered as we made out, it was wonderful. Once we finished, I wasn’t done, however. At this point, everyone had started to go home, so I came up with a wonderful idea. “Bakubaby,” I said, with a flirty voice. “Since we’re lovers now, isn’t it tradition to spend the night together?” He smirked and carried me bridal style. “Of course, sugarpie.” And we flew to his bedroom together.

The End

(This is satire, btw.)