His nose scrunched up a little and he sneezed softly-awwwwww lil' baby kitten sneeze-
K: "...Eh, I guess that's pretty manly-"
D: "Well-what are you gonna give him, Kirishima?"
K: "Oh-well I dunno how good it is but-"
K: "Little one, I give you my gift-"
He gently tapped his forehead with his wand I just-I like the idea of them all having lil' wands and wings idk-
K: "Song...so your voice can bring people joy wherever you go...-"
K: "Well-yeah, duh!"
D: "I thought it was a good gift! Anyways um-"
D: "Tiny prince, I gift you-"
The doors slammed open, thunder rumbling throughout the throne room. OOP OH SHIT-Overhaul just sorta appeared in the room I-honest to god DO NOT really remember his character all that well so I may ask you to do it-
..Thank GOD, honestly overhaul is mostly like-just very, idk, self centered is the BESt i can state it soooo, IMA JUST BE LIKKE-EVIL EVIL :)
O.V:"...What a waste, inviting everyone but the important guest now?.. How disrespectful of you..~"
"..C-Crud... D-Deku, hold off on your gift, now-
O.V:"..Oh?.. Am I making one of the great fairies.. stutter?..how ironic, if only you all did so. "
Suddenly, the ground beside Kirishima cracked-then he was hit with a column of rock....(i think that's his quirk? like he controls like, ground or-.....rocks or something, idk.), sending him right into the walls to the right, followed by that, well.. a loud crash as you can suspect, that startled our sweet and precious bean. :|
O.H"...Quiet."
Overhal then began to walk over to the crying child-(STAY AWAY FROM HIM), as semi-rock.... idk, just sharp rock lol, forming in his hand. OBVIOUSLY Fat gum tried stopping Overhaul, but he was quickly put off to the side as Rocks then slammed him into the wall, the rocks wouldn't be moving until he left, and that means he was trapped in the wall, you know what I mean.
In a swift flick of his hand, the sharp rock zipped past the two, cutting the poor child's cheek in the process before sticking in the wall behind them...he, was then cursed. They didn't know it j u s t yet, but they would soon.
"....Tis the day the timer ticks, the sun n moon rise and set. One day he will fall a terrible fate, terrible for you, not so much for me. His 18th birthday, if he is to prick his finger on an item you will not know, he will die, no longer to live his tale YOU... call life..~"
