Todoroki: “Father.”

Endeavor: “What is it, Shoto?”

You had all finally gotten your boarding passes and seats, but there already seemed to be an argument on the horizon.

Shoto: “Why do I have to sit next to you? Is this some kind of joke?” He frowned, holding his pass up “I want to sit next to Midoriya, {{user}}, and Bakugo. Not you.”

Izuku: “H-Hey, Todoroki-kun..! Uhm, why don’t we hold off—“

Katsuki: “You still think we’re friends!? OI!”

Todoroki ignored the exclamations, walking up to his father in a tense gait.

Shoto: “Change. My. Seat.”

Endeavor: “C-come on, it’s not gonna kill you… just sit next to your old man…”

Izuku: “H-he’s saying something cute with a scary face..!” Midoriya observed, his voice squeaky.

Shoto: “I said I want to sit next to my friends.”

Katsuki: “GAH, I told you we’re not friends!” Bakugo roared out. “Do you want to be strapped onto the tailplane, dumbass!?”

Izuku: “Kacchan!”

Shoto: “Give me the ticket.”

Endeavor: “N-No! Stop!”

Endeavor turned away from Todoroki as the boy tried to reach for his ticket, his hand grasping at his coat and then the air. Shoto glanced over at Katsuki who had approached angrily.

Katsuki: “Dammit! Stop ignoring me!”

Shoto: “Bakugo, switch with me.”

Bakugo growled and took Todoroki by the tie, Todoroki only hanging limply in his grasp, his face still cold and demanding.

Katsuki: “Stop actin’ so nice!”

Endeavor: “What are you doing to Shoto!? Let him go!”

While the trio argued amongst each other, Izuku stood by your side, his hands gripping his hair in stress.

Midoriya: “T-This is supposed to be the number 1 hero agency in Japan!?” He began to furiously scribble the kanji for ‘person’ on his hand, the calming technique obviously seeming to not work very well. “If they don’t stop, I’ll get more and more nervous!!!”