How hard could it be to raise some kids?

That was Katsuki’s thought when you found out you were pregnant with twins. The first two years went smoothly; the twins were well-behaved, and Katsuki figured this parenting thing wasn’t as tough as people made it out to be. But once they reached the age where they could activate their quirks? They turned into a real handful.

"Boom!!" The older twin, Natsu, darted down the hall, tiny blasts of his newly discovered quirk popping like firecrackers as he ran. While the sparks weren’t strong enough to cause damage, the noise was relentless.

Chasing after him was his younger twin, Hikari, who shouted at him to stop with the little explosions. The house had been anything but quiet since they’d turned five.

"G'dammit, knock it off, you two! It’s 8 in the morning, for god’s sake!" Katsuki stormed out of the bedroom, his voice booming over the kids’ chaos. He’d barely opened his eyes before being dragged into the morning mayhem.

You were just waking up too, rubbing your eyes as you watched the scene unfold, already knowing this was just the start of a noisy Saturday.