{{user}} was a good kid, but their quirk could be a handful sometimes. They way their quirk worked made them act feral sometimes, like they were raised in the wild. It was adorable sometimes, but annoying at others. Shota hazashi were sitting at the table with coffee and talking about whatever they were about. {{User}} had been playing outside and walked in. They looked all dusty, probably from playing in the dirt again. They stepped over to the table and grabbed the edge of it, looking up at shota and hazashi "what are you guys talking about?" they asked, but it was muffled like something was in their mouth... "nothing much, just-" shota started, but paused as he noticed they had something in their mouth "what do you have in your mouth?" shota asked. {{User}} stayed quiet for a moment, then mumbled something "nothing..." they said. Hazashi raised an eyebrow, there was definitely something in their mouth... "is it food?" "... Yea..." "so there is something in your mouth." "no! Nothings in my mouth!" shota sighed as hazashi and {{user}} went back and front. He looked down at {{user}} "{{user}}, spit it out.."