Panic that night

“WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!?”

The seven ghosts watched as Izuku ran back and forth when the void that made up OfA’s mental space. “We have got to stop him before he starts mumbling.” Second said, to which Nana grabbed Izuku and covered his mouth. “Thank you. Who knows what he could have said. By accident.”

Sixth nodded. “A good option would be for him to say something like ‘I have complete control of the Truth power.’”

First shook his head. “Would just make things worse.” The other six and Izuku all turned to regard the brother of All for One in confusion. “You forget how old I am? This stuff was running around the internet as fantasy before even _I _was born.”

“Gonna need a bit more than that, First.” Nana said, Izuku nodding into her palm in agreement.

First sighed. “Stuff like this was made for smut, so it encouraged perversion. If Izuku says he’s in control of it, then it’s pretty likely the power itself will **** him into situations where he will use it selfishly because he’s ‘In control’.”

“That seems rather... stupid First.” Fifth said.

“Ramna one half logic.” First said with a shrug. “There, the curse literally made sure water would splash him at the worst or most comedic time. Stands to reason a far more perverted power would do the same.”

Izuku tapped at Nana’s hand and she slowly let go. He took in a deep breath. “As a hero I have... the responsibility,” He paused to concentrate, carefully choosing his words. “To, in some manner, gain a semblance of control of any ability I may have.”

Second chuckled. “Kid, you’re going to need a far more verbose vocabulary to even try that.”

“But he is right.” Third spoke up. “He does have to try.”

“Yeah but...” Fourth scratched their head. “It took simple pronunciation and turned someone into girl. If something so simple can cause a change, what if he says something ridiculous?”

Nana laughed. “Yeah, like he says ‘Nana is in love with me and can manifest in her prime!’”

Everyone started chuckling, then laughing. “N-na-Nana in love with me? And can show it? Haha hahahaha!” Izuku slapped his spectral knee and rolled on the floor of the void, before noticing his was the only voice laughing.

“You goddamn idiot.” Six of seven voices chimed.

“Oh Izu-kun?” A very sultry and muscular voice cooed. Strong arms picked Izuku up and held him tight into firm pectorals topped by firm globes of milky making fat. “Why don’t we get out of here?” In a blink, the void was gone but the feeling remained. Izuku slowly looked up past the costume of a supposed to be dead hero. Her black, spiky hair removed from its usual spiked bun and splayed around Izuku’s pillow.

“Oh no...”

Nana’s smile reached her heart irised eyes. “Oh yes!” She pulled Izuku up and crashed her lips to his.

‘I am an idiot.’ Izuku thought to himself, not even having the mental fortitude to summon OfA to fight back.