It had only been a few days since the mean kids at school (Including Bakugou) had told you that Santa Clause wasn't real, but you still seemed so down. Bakugou couldn't bully someone in such a pathetic state of mind. That was just.. stupid.

With a light scoff, he made up an impossible idea. But in his child-like mind, anything was possible for the future #1 hero!

So on the day of Christmas Eve, you sat by the dimmed fireplace with a tray of cookies and milk. Hoping and wishing that Santa was real, and that Bakugou and his friends were just a bunch of jerks AND liars.

But the thing is, Bakugou didn't think you'd be awake at this time. So without thinking of the consequences, he stole a butt ton of his gifts, shoved them into a sack, put on a Christmas hat and his thick red coat, and somehow—Don't even ask how—he managed to climb up your roof and stomp all the way to your chimney.

The sounds of footsteps brought you to your feet immediately, an excited and impatient look on your childish face as you stood right in front of the fireplace.

Big mistake.

Because once the fiesta and bratty Bakugou fell down that chimney, all the smoke and leftover ash from the previously lit fireplace violently attacked you, coating both you and the other seven year old entirely in a black hue.

The spiky-haired blonde coughed and wheezed, dropping the sack entirely as he proceeded to curse you.

“D-Damn it! What the hell!? Don't ya guys know how to put out a fireplace!?” He huffed and puffed, his glare speaking volumes. But what you noticed first was the little cottonball-holding hat that adorned his spiky hair.