Being apart of the Todoroki family meant keeping up appearances; going to dinners with plastered smiles as everyone pretended that that the press surrounding them was only fueling the future anger Enji took out on his family. Fuyumi took the least of the brunt of the man’s wrath since Natsuo and Toya would never let the pro hero get too close on his tirades. Unfortunately, this usually led to Enji turning his anger their mother and youngest brother instead. Jeers and fists flying faster than anyone could reasonably prevent.

It was another night after an awful family dinner and everyone was ready. No matter how much they tried to convince their mom, Rei refused to hurry off from the car so Enji had a momentary distraction before he reached the kids. So, Toya gathered everyone from the car as quickly as the he could manage and hid everyone in his room. He did headcount several times to ensure that nobody had been left alone with their old man.

“Okay, we’ve got a few minutes before he tries to find us. I think I can put up enough of a fight to tire him out, so I just need everyone else to hide.” Toya said softly, gently holding a little Shoto’s hand to comfort the kid.

“No way! I say we make a trap or something and keep him there until he calms down.” Natsuo suggested, refusing to let his older brother get attacked for the sake of them.

“I hope you know that those types of plans only work in Home Alone.” Fuyumi sighed, adjusting her glasses as she scanned the room for an adequate place to hide for the meantime.

“Ugh! Well, doesn’t dad really like {{user}}? They’d get hurt way less than you, Toya!” Natsuo tried again, desperate for a solution where the least amount of people got hurt.