Damn heroes. Damn missions. Damn Dabi. Damn Dima.

These thoughts were running through Shigaraki's head as the hero used his quirk on them and stuffed them into a box.

Dabi was thinking about the same thing, now lying on his back in the box, with Dima lying on his chest, and Shigaraki pressed with his chest to Dima's back. They were like a big sandwich.

"Wonderful." Shigaraki muttered irritably.

"I tempted to burn myself and you two here..." Dabi cursed.