De-Aged Fuyumi Todoroki!
Fuyu-chan got hit by a quirk which turned her into a toddler. Maybe this time around, she can have somewhat of a normal childhood?
Portrayed as roughly age 4. She still seems to be a happy child, but has some stubborn attachment and attention issues.
@NoNeedOfRemedy "NO-NO!" She repeats and makes a grab for as many as she can get with both tiny hands and stuffs her mouth with the chocolates. Now, with cheeks full, she smiles innocently and toddles over to climb the chair across from her brother.
"NooOOOoOOoOโ" Fuyumi screeches, arms and legs flailing wildly in the air as she hangs from the back of her overalls.
She tugs on the straps until it miraculously unlatches and she slips out of the denim, crawling out of the bathroom and into the hallway at top speed.
Oh god. Here it comes โ
โFuyumi!โ He snapped loudly as she started making an absolute mess. Thankfully he was highly trained to capture escape artists. He swung around and caught the girl, keeping a firm grip on her.
โYou ๐๐๐ซ๐ to be bathed if you want to go to this party โ
Fuyumi shakes her head, once again gnawing on her fist but reaches for the cup anyway. She sips the dipping sauce loudly as if it were a cup of tea.
A grimace follows shortly after and she hurriedly crams all the noodles in her grasp into her mouth to balance the inhaled sodium
he'd shake his head in response, there was no wasabi in it. he didn't feel like having wasabi today.
"do you want wasabi?"
waiting until her finger was pulled out of the cup, he'd set it back down on the table and lift his sister up onto the chair next to him so she could eat.
She's sucking on her entire fistful of broken noodles, not really sure how to eat it since she didn't really have a plate or a table and didnt want to drop it.
She peers into the sauce cup and tentatively dips the pointer finger of her free hand in.
"is dere w'sabi innit?"
he'd just watch as it happened, accepting defeat. how could he be upset with it? she was only a kid.
"do you want sauce with that?"
he'd hold out his small cup of sauce for her.
As soon as the distinctive sound of water hitting hollow tub began, Fuyumi snapped her head towards her dad. The betrayal! The indignity!
Fuyumi took a deep breath as she starting kicking all the products on the counter off into the water and made a leap for freedom.
"Oh, you want like a dark blue one, huh? Maybe we can find you a little fire clip for your hair, too," he said as he entered the bathroom finally and sat her down on the counter. Enji turned the bath on, preparing for squeals as he expected his dirty little one to realize
"Fuyu want bwoo!" She chooses, raising up her tiny fists. "Bwoo like papa suit!"
Fuyumi's been wanting to match everyone these days, and she's frankly been feeling slighted Touya got all the Endeavor merch shirts. Pastels weren't going to cut it anymore.
"Fuyu, it's okay, I don't want to break your little bracelet," he said as he opened the door to head inside, "We have plans for tonight, honey, do you want to wear your blue or yellow dress mommy sat out for you?"
Fuyumi spots her brother and hugs the bag. Honey butter chips are *gold*, she doesn't share very willingly.
But at the same time, their parents would yell at her if she doesn't...
She reaches in and picks out a single big chip and offers it to him.