Adventures of Red Riot (& Bakugou Katsuki) Issue VI. Around the World with Red Riot

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Pairing: Kirishima Eijirou x Bakugou Katsuki, Fandom: MHA, Rating T Summary: "Follow the life & times of investigative reporter Bakugou Katsuki as he gets to know adorable new hire Kirishima Eijirou and tries to get the scoop on the cutting edge vigilante hero that’s recently begun protecting their city from evil, the hero he named ‘Red Riot’… 

“Features, wow,” Kirishima smiled, wringing his hands together as Katsuki threw away the rest of the glass, “That gets kind of dangerous, right?” Katsuki felt his pride swell, “It can. Nothing I can’t handle.” “I bet,” Kirishima gave him a curious look Katsuki wanted to investigate further but before he could he heard the sound he’d been waiting to hear for over a week. The sudden, constant ringing of over half the phones in the office. Something was finally happening."

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Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
All right, and welcome back to Therapized Tobacca. Go podfix.
I know it's the twenty ninth of the month, and
I'm gonna try to get out the next episodes within
so both this and the episodes for a Patreon within
the next like seventy two hours. I got really fucking sick.

(00:25):
I got really fucking sick, and only as of yesterday
am I even like fine again. I'm still not like
one hundred percent, but I am fine. If you eat
zucchini or things that are related to zucchini and it

(00:45):
tastes kind of bitter, stop fucking eating it. That shit
is toxic. Do not eat it. Bad time bears, Okay,
horrible time bears. Anyway, I can finally eat again, and
I can finally move, and it's like uugh without like

(01:07):
passing out every time I try to sit up. So anyway,
I couldn't record because I was sick. I missed you
all terribly, and I posted on the Patreon, but I
you know, I it occurs to me now that I
could have posted on the Blue Sky, like on my
Blue Sky and the therapized back of the Blue Sky,
but it did not occur to me, and I don't

(01:28):
think you know. I know for fact. Number wise, I
know that you don't. You're not all on blue sky,
and so like you wouldn't have all known anyway. But no,
I was fucking sick for over a week, and I like,
I couldn't do anything. I couldn't do a goddamn thing.
This month. I did absolutely nothing really from the things
that I'd initially wanted to do, or almost nothing. So

(01:50):
tough month, tough month. I hope you guys are having
a better month, son of a bitch. Some great things
happened this month, don't get me wrong. But also I
have not been productive, and you know what, that's okay,
that's okay. And then on top of that, it was
kind of dog shit was a dogshit time. But we

(02:12):
move on, we start again, Like now we're moving on
with chapter six of the Adventures of Red Riot and
Baka Kokotski. Issues six around the world with Red Riot.
I'm very excited for this one. If you are new here, well, hi, welcome,

(02:35):
We're happy to have you. This is probably not the
first episode you should listen to if you are actually
listening to the stories and don't just need someone's dulct
tones to lull you to sleep, which is fine and
I'm happy to provide. I do it for myself like
that all the time. I listen to my own fucking
podfixs when I can't sleep, and a lot of the
times knocks me right the fuck out. Excellent. So if
you actually are here to follow the story, you should

(02:57):
go back to chapter one here, and if you want to,
you can also go read it on AO three. But
if you're just here to vibe and check it out,
you know, then be my guest. But this is chapter
six of the Adventures of Red Ryot and Bacha Gokotski
by Therapist ba and aka moah Um. I'm actually not

(03:18):
gonna repeat the tags for once because there's no new
tags for this particular chapter. All of the tags that
I've previously read are like as of updated of like
chapter nine. This is chapter six, so not all of
the tags are even relevant. But I think if you are,
if you're this deep in the story, you know what's
going on, and and if you are starting here and

(03:39):
you don't know what's going on, the tags are not
going to help you. They're not gonna help you here.
You're just gonna have to come along for the ride.
I am also, I am very tired. I mentioned the
last time of that my sleep schedule kept slipping, and
now it has it has it has like officially flipped
me off, but both hands upside down, backwards, frontwards, sideways,

(04:03):
and then you know, with jazz hands, just for some emphasis.
So I'm retired. It is eight thirty five in the
morning and I have not yet gone to bed, and
yesterday I fell asleep at three pm after getting up
at five pm the day before. So I I'm gonna
We're gonna do our best. Its what we're gonna do.

(04:25):
We're gonna do our best. I am tired. Any Oh
my god, my medication. Oh my god. Okay, wait, actually
I never do I never do this. I never paused recording.
I have to pass the recording because I have to
go take my fucking heart medication. Oh my god. I
knew I forgot something. I was like, why am I
so winded? Like I really am feeling better anyway. Sorry

(04:45):
one second, my b I'm back. I've taken my medication
on my BM I'm so sorry. I usually grab my
pillbox and take it with me when I moved through
the apartment, and that way I haven't when it's time
to take it, so I don't need to send an
alarm because the time changes slightly. Sometimes. I forgot to
do that today because I was so tired. Apparently almost

(05:07):
a year is not enough time to get used to
taking two pills every day. So I'm fine, I'm all good,
and now I should ish your kicking quickly and I
should have a much better time reading. I was really
like wow, I'm like really struggling and like, wonder why
it's going to be this hard the whole time, And
I'm like, yeah, well it would have been, but now

(05:30):
it should be better. Also, I will say that this
chapter is one of my favorites, not necessarily for any
particular writing reason, so much as we meet my very
favorite character. I hope you guys like her. I hope
you enjoy her. I hope you have fun picturing her,
and I hope you just I hope you enjoy her

(05:51):
so much because she's my She's my very very favorite,
very favorite in the whole story. And you'll see. So
let's go who yeah, all right? Chapter six, Issue six,
Around the World with Red Riot Summary. How many close

(06:16):
calls can someone have before they just start thinking somebody
upstairs has it out for them. It's me, the author.
I have it lovingly out for them both. Halfway through
the fick shit's about to get very real. Fucking danky move,
Baka Go shouted, lunging forward to grab their lead photographer

(06:39):
by the fucking ugliest fuck But then fuck he's wearing
it fanny pack and yanking him back, just in time
to clear the sidewalk for Red Riot to slam the
villain of the week into it. I'm gonna tell you
guys something real quick. I don't normally do a little
author's note in the beginning, but I'm gonna tell you
right now, I do like the phrasing the villain of
the week into it, and that is absolutely a way
that Bacagao would say it. But I'm gonna tell you guys,

(06:59):
between you and me, I absolutely wrote that in there
before I figured out who the villain would be, and
then I just did not update it. But like, writing wise,
it really works well. So it could be that I
saw it and was like, oh, I didn't update him.
I was like, actually, that works, it's fine. But the
originally I absolutely put it in there because I did
not have a villain, yet just a little tip it
for media. Danky remained unbothered as he quickly snapped a

(07:23):
couple of pictures of the hero and Action, who paid
them no mind as he continued to face off against
the trio now duo of superpowered villains trying to set
a block of buildings on fire. Well, he'd managed to
fully take out one and was in the process of
incapacitating another. Kotsky saw the third abandon his colleague and
rushed back into the nearest entrance. Kotski glanced at Danky

(07:46):
and mentally weighed the chances of his demise if Kotsky
left him alone again, and he decided it was, unfortunately
not worth the hassle. If something happened to him, Shinzo
would be a wreck, and that meant stress for Zawa
and stress fry Zawa directly translated into just for Kotski,
and he would feel bad too. Fine, Fine, Pikashu follow me.

(08:07):
He barked, running into the third building, and Danky followed
him without question, though concerns soon furrowed his brow. Uh baka, bro,
I don't think shut it. Kotsky opened the nearest door
to them. He thought he'd heard something behind, and they
found themselves standing in the storage room of an animal shelter,
bags of kibble and kitty litter stacked high along the walls,

(08:27):
and shelves full of all kinds of supplies, making it
hard to get a clear view of anything. Kotsky signaled
to Dankey to be quiet as he tried to listen
for a hint as to where the arsenist might have gone.
A can of cat food clattered to the floor to
his right, and he lunged to the left, just in
time for the remaining arsenists to jump out at them
from behind one of the shelves, fists a flame. Fuck,

(08:50):
Danky swore as he stumbled back, narrowly avoiding crashing into Kotsky,
who immediately grabbed the nearest thing he could, a metal
foot bowl, and flinging it right at the arsenal's face
while grabbing Danky and all but throwing him out of
the way. As the bowl connected with a loud clang,
and the arsonist roared infuriated, one hand no longer a flame,
but instead pressed above his eye where he'd been hit.

(09:11):
The arsonist tossed a fireball in Kotsky's direction that he
barely dodged. Oh you can throw them. Didn't know that
would have been good to know that, Danky whimpered as
he scrambled to find something to help Kosky with, but
coming up empty. Just as he glanced back up to Kotsky.
Just as he glanced back up at Kotsky, who was
dodging fireballs and flinging everything he could at his attacker,

(09:33):
one of the walls suddenly exploded, or seemed to, and
just like that, Red Riot was back on the scene.
Is this still investigative journalism? Riot yelled, clearly directed at Kotsky,
even though he immediately jumped between them and the remaining arsenist.
Kotsky narrowed his eyes. You're welcome for keeping him busy,

(09:54):
he shouted back, finally backing away. Though finally backing away,
though towards Danky, who immediately pulled them towards the door
they'd come from. Riot didn't respond with more than what
was a very obviously irritated scoff as he grabbed the
ars and the flaming fist in one hand and squeezed flames,
extinguishing to smoke in his grip. As the attacker tried
to ignite again, only to be knocked back into the

(10:16):
wall with a measured headbutt. Then Red Riot turned to
stare down Kotsky. Dude, are you like dating Red Riot?
Or Dinky whispered a bit too loudly, eyes wide, as
he lowered his now raised camera again from where he'd
been sneakily getting some more shots in shut up, Kotsky
shoved him as he turned to face the hero like

(10:37):
I said, You're welcome now, Kosky was cut off on
the cut off on his way back out by a
distressed howl. It was high pitched and almost garbled at
the end, like the culprit was still figuring out how
their voice worked. Didn't they evacuate everyone before we got here?
Dinky asked, but before Kotsky could confirm, there was a blight.

(10:59):
But before Kotsky could confirm, there was a bright flash
of light as the arsenist who had roused from where
he'd fallen and set off Oh from the arsenist who
had roused from where he'd fallen, and set off two
large fireballs before Riot finally knocked him out cold, But
it was too late. Half the supplies in the stock
room went up in flames in an instant. Baka, go,
come on, No, there's still something in here. Both of

(11:22):
you out, Riot shouted as he pushed past them with purpose,
and Dinky dragged Kotsky all but kicking and screaming out
of the building. Something was still there, Kotsky protested as
he watched the building quickly become engulfed in flames, heart
clenching as he thought about Queenie at home. He'd picked
her up as a kitten from a rescue shelter much
like this one, after she'd been found in a box

(11:43):
with her siblings on their steps. If there was an
animal trap, sorry, I thought I had a type out,
but I don't. I think it was on their steps,
it says in their steps. Whatever. If there was still
an animal trapped in the building, Riot, I'll find it. Man, Wait,

(12:05):
where are you going, Dink? He reassured him, before Kotsky
tore out of his grip and took off away from
the gathering crowd outside their front. Outside the front of
the building, how there's several typos in the chapter. My
bad Riot never leaves via the front. He ran out,
He ran, my God, and welcome back. He ran around

(12:28):
the rest of the block to the alley in the back,
Donky scrambling to catch up and lo and behold, covered
in soot and catching his breath. Red Riot towered over
something absolutely tiny, curled up in the Ask, am I good?
Are you good? Red Riot towered over? Red Riot towered

(12:53):
over something absolutely tiny, curled up in the is suck?
Am I? Okay? Is it so hard to say? Oh God?
Flashbacks to childhood speech impediments. Okay, we got this, as
Kotsky suspected. Okay, Red Riot towered over something absolutely tiny,

(13:20):
curled up in the as Kotsky suspected, unhardened palms of
his hands. Everybody clap for me, everybody clap for me?
An all black puppy, a bloodhound, if Kotsky knew anything
about dogs, or at least a bloodhound mix, was ferociously
sniffing every inch of Red Riot that she could reach,

(13:41):
trying her best to lick his face, but failing as
he kept her at a safe distance. She was hiding
behind some boxes, must have gotten scared when everyone was evacuating.
He gently held her out for Kotsky to take, and
he did, though she immediately started yowling in complaint wriggling
in his arms to get to red Riot again. She
likes you, Kotsky raised an eyebrow. Looks like you have

(14:04):
a new fan. Red Riot stepped back carefully, about to
speak when he spotted Dinky lowering his camera. Instead, he frowned,
glancing down at the puppy whining for him in Kotsky's arms,
and shaking his head at something Kowsky couldn't quite discern,
before turning and running away, disappearing into the city once again.

(14:25):
What a fucking lunch break, Dinky sighed. I'm never tagging
along with you again. I didn't invite you in the
first place, Kotsky glared. And don't act like you're not
over the moon over the photos I know you took.
Oh my god, Okay, you don't even know, Donky smiled,
as they made their way back to the front of
the crowd, where the three arsonists were now placed in

(14:46):
power canceling cuffs. I got a picture of red Riot
with this cutie here, Hi cuty. The puppy in question
only continued to wiggle, staring after where red Riot had
disappeared almost longingly, and Kotsky felt himself empathizing with the
feeling only for another Redhead. After giving the pup back

(15:09):
to the shelter owners and getting what Danky called an
apology burrito, Kotsky walked back into Plus Ultra Daily's offices,
smelling faintly like smoke and dog hare, both somewhat tired
and accelerated. He was ready to start the write up immediately,
as Danky seemed to feel much the same way, judging
by the bee line he made for his dark room. However,
before he could make it to his cubicle, Kotsky found

(15:31):
himself being grabbed by the arms, spun around one hundred
and eighty degrees, and pulled into the breakroom. The fuck,
Baku goo, are you okay? Are you hurt? Did you
take in any smoke? Shouldn't be at the hospital? Kiroshima breathe,
Kotsky choked out as he took in the Redhead's worried expression,
suddenly only inches from his own. Sorry, sorry, just I

(15:54):
saw the attack on the news and I recognized you
and Danky heading into one of those buildings, so I
was worried. One look at the man and Kotsky knew
he wasn't lying. He looked positively frazzled. His hair was
in the messiest bun Kotsky had ever seen it in,
so much of it framing his face he felt like
he could imagine it down, and his glasses were crooked

(16:16):
and sliding off his nose again, clothing oddly rumpled to
oh Man. Working in the weather department clearly hadn't prepared
him for the kinds of adventures and situations. Kotsky often
found himself in the blonde thought with a tinge of
fondness and a smitch of concern. He must be so
overwhelmed by it all. I'm okay, really, I wasn't worried,

(16:37):
So don't you worry? Ord had it handled? If he
had it handled, and why were you Why do you
go in at all? That wasn't Kuzuma fucking it up,
that was me. If he had it handled, why did
you go in there at all? Then? Was Koski somewhat
out of it? Or did Kurashima sound almost mad? All

(17:00):
of the concern? Was he mad at red riot? Kotsky frowned,
eyes narrowing slightly. He had it handled, but there's no
reason to not try to help. The fire could have
been a lot worse. I told you my job is
an all Sunshina rainbows. It gets tough. kioShiMa looked someone guilty,
honestly looking like honestly looking like that. He kind of

(17:22):
reminded if Kotsky that pupride had saved, as his hands
continued to rest on Kotsky's arms for a moment before
squeezing them gently and letting go. You're right, sorry, right, just,
he smiled, sheepishly. Guess how this excitement is just a
lot to get used to. Stuff like that never happened
in my hometown, or at least it happened a lot less.

(17:47):
Don't worry about it. Kotsky glanced around carefully before stepping
closer to Kioshuma and lowering his voice. It's cute that
you get so worried. Karoshima blushed and averted his gaze.
Pakago I, I just I don't want anything to happen
to you. A crinkled paper ball hit Kotsky in the

(18:09):
back of the head. He didn't even have to turn
to see the culprit. Fuck off, ibags, go check on
your boyfriend. He was almost barbecued at his words. Kishima
blanched a bit, and Kotsky winced internally at his own
poor attact. Kidding he was fine the whole time we
both were red right, was there? I'm capable. Nothing happened,

(18:31):
he murmured in reassurance. But Kirshy must have looked a
bit peaky. Are you sure you don't need to get
checked out? I'm fine unless you're trying to get out
of dinner on Friday. Kirshi mus shook his head. No, no,
not at all. I'm really looking forward to it. Good.
You better be. I don't go on dates with just anybody,

(18:53):
Kotsky smirked, reaching up to carefully push Kishima's glasses back
up his nose. Don't be late. If you're late, you
won't get dessert. Kyoshima blinked oulishly at him. Ears pick
what's for dessert? He asked, and Kaska could tell it
was a genuine question. Somehow that made him just like
the redhead. More still, he had to have some fun.

(19:17):
He leaned in a little more and whispered, guess you'll
have to be on time to find out. I almost
kneeled it, and then I the last word a little bit,
and I don't know if you guys heard it. I
heard it, So we're doing it. Again. Do you guys
remember when I used to edit these? Huh that was
so long ago? Absolutely not? Where was I? Okay? He

(19:42):
leaned in a little more and whispered, guess you'll have
to be on time to find out, before pulling away
and leaving. Kirshi must stunned in the breakroom, doing his
best to go back to his desk without looking too
pleased with himself. A couple hours later, in the home
stretch of everyone's work day, Kotsky vaguely noticed over the

(20:02):
edge of his cubicle the elevator door is sting open,
but nobody seemed to be inside them. Hmm, strange. Kotskey
looked up properly, but everyone around him was still engrossed
in their work, trying to make sure they finished on
time to make whatever work plans they had in their books.
He was about to do much the same when something
cold and wet pressed against his ankle and sniffed embarrassingly.

(20:30):
He startled and knocked his knee into the desk, loudly,
startling startling Sarah next to him. So badly he spilled
his coffee. Baka, go Jesus christ Man. That's the second
time this week Sarah sighed before leaving to go change
his shirt and get some towels. Bacca Goo didn't even bother,
responding instead immediately ducking. Oh my god. It's supposed to

(20:53):
say immediately ducking under his table, but there's a type
when it says immediately fucking under his table. No, he's ducking.
He's ducking, my god, immediately ducking under under his stable
to find the culprit of whatever the fuck that was,
only to find nothing there was was that a paw
print in the coffee. Kotsky pushed his chair back and

(21:15):
looked around and found that if he squinted, he could
see a faint trail of fresh coffee pop prints on
the laminate of the floor heading to the back offices.
He got up and began to follow it, wondering if
maybe some wild animal or stray had managed to accidentally
wander into the offices like that one time a raven
had flown in through the open window, landing on one
of their culture feature in turns Tokoyami, Hey, you can't, seriously,

(21:40):
you have to go you. Kosky rounded the corner to
the back offices and found Kiroshima leaning back in his
chair facing away from his desk with a black bloodhound
puppy in his arms. Is that a stray? I think so.
Man I was just having a snack and she must

(22:00):
smelled to me because she just be lined over here.
Kiarashima gestured to the extra large meatball sub half eaten
on his desk, one meatball also half eaten, and the
palm of his hand as the puppy happily chomped on
it before abandoning it to happily nuzzle. Wow, I said,
happily twice, My bad happy. Well he's happy. She's happy. Okay,
she's happy. Wouldn't you be? Wouldn't you be for abandoning

(22:24):
it to happily nuzzle into Kishima's palm and then excitedly
stretch up to lick his face. Oh, come on, not
the face I know that dog, Kotsky managed. After a
moment of taking in what an adorable sight Kiirshima made
with his new friend. She was at the shelter earlier,
Red Riot saved her from the building. Dinky has a
picture of them. Really, Kiashima's eyes widened of her? Are

(22:47):
you sure of both of them? He has a picture
of Riot holding her. He reached out his fingers for
her to sniff, and she recognized him, quickly nosing at
his fingers but refusing to leave Kiirshima's arms. Oh wow,
isn't that something a celebrity guest, Kiroshima joked as he
reached out to hand the puppy to Kotsky. Before he
could react, she let out an ear splitting howl that

(23:11):
Kotsky was becoming unfortunately familiar with, and started wriggling and
kicking and clawing her way closer to Kiroshima. Oh someone
really likes meatballs, Kiroshima laughed, and Kotzky glanced around to
see every pair of eyes in the office on them.
Oh fuck, I hope you weren't busy, weather boy. Huh why?

(23:33):
Kiroshima looked up from his seat, and for a second,
between the puppy and the man, Kotsky felt them give
him the exact same look of adorable confusion. Because every
idiot in this office is about to swarm you to
see her. Why did you even come in here? Kotsky
knelt down, scratching the puppy behind the ears fondly as
he gently interrogated her, not paying attention to how This

(23:54):
position put him delicately between Kiroshima's knees, also awkwardly. Maybe
she was lost and just decided to investigate. Kirshima's voice
was a little tight, like he wasn't sure if he
was making sense, and Kotsky chalked it up to that
weird self esteem issue he'd noticed a few times. Maybe

(24:16):
kiaoshimas should keep the dog. Weren't they supposed to be
good for your mental health or something? Is that? So?
Kotsky cupped the puppy's wrinkly face in his hands, and
Kiaoshi must followed hard. Are you coming from my job?
He asked. The puppy stared back at him before slowly blinking,
and Kosky had enough conversations with queenies know when he

(24:37):
was being sassed. You are actively trying to make me
go broke, Paka Go, she's so dralled carefully emerging from
the dark room. Stop betting with Pikachu about stupid shit
like my love life and you won't have that problem,
Paka Go barked back, before turning his attention to the
puppy again. Hey, you attack him, The puppy yawned, all

(24:59):
but throwing herself back against the Kiroshima's chest and crawling
up until her face was buried in the crook of
his neck, leaving a trail of meatball and sauce in
her nose's wake. Kiroshima laughed, but tried to hold it
in a bit so as to not disrupt the impromptu
power nap being held on his chest. Maybe I'd better
just head out and bring her back, He made sure

(25:21):
to hold her carefully as he stood, prompting Kotski to
finally stand and fully realize that he had been comfortably
crouched somewhere he really probably shouldn't have been, ignoring the
burning at the tips of his ears and cheeks. Kotsky
blinked in confusion. You don't want to keep her? She
He frowned as he realized he was about to say
to Kiashima what he had said earlier to Red Riot,

(25:43):
she likes you. Guilt ran through the blonde at the repetition.
He thought about his interactions with Riot, how weirdly protective
he was over Kotsky and his suspicion that the hero
might be nursing some sort of crush on him, And
clearly he wasn't completely delusional, since Stanky had also picked
up on a vibe of sorts earlier. He definitely didn't

(26:06):
ever want Kiroshima to actually feel insecure or seriously jealous
of the hero. There was no competition. Kotsky knew who
he had feelings for, but something in him ache like
betrayal whenever he happened upon anything even remotely connected between
the two wildly different men. Hopefully that feeling would clear
up after their date on Friday. Maybe finally acting on

(26:28):
his feelings for Kiashima would separate the two months and
for all in his mind, and he wouldn't lose any
more sleep, agonizing over whether he was projecting his feelings
for Kiri on Riot just because Riots seemed interested in him,
or how it would make Kishima feel to ever hear
the passionate way Riots spoke to Kotsky. Oh, well, I
like her, but the shelter people are probably worried about her,
and I don't know if my place allows pets, so

(26:52):
I'm I'm just gonna head out now. Kiashima fumbled for
his jacket one handed, so he didn't disturb the puppy
much where she was sleeping, Grabbing his office id and keys,
and pausing as he struggled to juggle as he struggled
to juggle everything before Kotsky took mercy on him and
took them out of his hands as carefully as possible.
He slid them into the pocket of Kishima's jacket, deciding

(27:15):
his pants pockets or maybe a bit too intimate for
the setting, and allowing Kishima to switch hands long enough
to slip his jacket on. Once again, Kotsky found himself
only inches away from the other man, and as usual,
it felt like time slowed down just for them. And
then the puppy whimpered in her sleep, pressing closer to
Kiroshima and her tiny paws clawing into his shirt. I

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should get going, then, Kishima murmured, I'll text you have
to work, okay, yeah, sure. Kotsky stepped back and cleared
his throat. Get a grip, Kosky of work, to do,
loads of it, even no time for day dreaming, or
he thought. A scream rang through the office. Kosky spun

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around and his eyes locked on the dark room, where
Kiashima was sputtering apologies now, and the puppy was yowling
in surprise and danky Danky was as best he could,
shoving Kiashima out of the doorway to quickly shut the
door behind them, before emphatically pointing at the inuse light
above the of both the door, glowing red, indicating that
he had been handling film, and Kosky's eyes widened the

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photos from earlier. Kiaroshima made a quick exit, still heavily apologizing,
but focusing on getting the yowling puppy to also calm
down as he left, and Kosky quickly approached Dankey, who
looked a bit like a kicked puppy himself. The fuck happened?
Kotsky asked, staring after Kurashima's retreating figure. Dinky sighed, it's fine.

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It was an accident. He still knew, he said at
his old paper. The dark room was on another floor,
so he didn't see the light. All the pictures from
today are ruined, though, so I'm gonna have to run
extras from last week. The photographer ran his fingers through
his hair. What a day was that? A puppy in
Kushima's jacket? Yeah, Kotsky rubbed his temple as he felt

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a headache coming on. I'll be done with today's ride
up in an hour. Make sure to send the new
selections for futures to lay out by then you got it.
Hours later, after having to debrief Azzawa and submit his
ride up, Kotsky had admit that even for his standards,
he was exhausted. Adventure may find him more often than not,

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but it wasn't every day he had to deal with
running after villains and burning buildings. By the end of
his work day, he wasn't even pretending to listen to
what Asaua was telling him. Something about editorial, something stuff whatever.
He'd figure it out tomorrow. For now, he just wanted
to go home, shower, and drop into bed like a stone,

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if only fates of fit to accommodate him. Instead, Kotski
found himself two streets away from his apartment beating the
absolute dog shit out of a want mug he'd caught
trying to take the purse off Miss Tanaka, the elderly
woman who ran Kotsky's favorite grocery store, and beating the
shot of him with his satchel. Specifically weigh down by

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countless notebooks and pens, the wannabe mugger tried to fight
back and reach for something in his pocket. A knife,
judging by the hint of hilt Kotsky could see. But
Kotsky was relentless, keeping him busy and subdued, until suddenly
the mugger froze on the ground beneath him like a statue.
Yeah that's what I thought, asshole. I'll take it from here.
A voice rumbled behind Kotsky, and he spun around to

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where he'd been knelt From where he'd been knelt over
the mugger, and the guy went for his knife again,
but before he could reach it, read Riot lunged forward.
In one smooth motion, he'd yanked Kotsky up and back
with one hand and had the other crushing the man's
knife in his fingers, letting the bent and broken pieces
fall to the ground. Go down to the station around
the corner and turn yourself in. If you don't, I'll know,

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Ryot growled, snapping his teeth front of the mugger's face.
Without hesitation. The man scrambled to his feet and ran
in the direction of the station, Missus Tanaka leisurely walking
after him, after patting Kotsky's head and informing them both
they'd be treated to some free leaks if they came by,
which were especially good this season, and then they were alone.

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Trouble just seems to find you, doesn't it. Kotsky rolled
his eyes. I had it handled. I could see that.
Remind me not to get on your bad side. I
could see that. Remind me not to get on your
bad side. Wouldn't want to suffer death by briefcase. Okay,
you know what? Kotsky looked up to see red Rye

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baring his teeth and what he quickly realized was his
version of a smirk. That fucker was tasting him what Kotsky.
Ryot's voice felt like. It echoed in the quiet of
the evening after such a sudden scuffle, and Kotsky felt
the tiredness of the day seep into his bones again
as the adrenaline began to pade. It's a satchel, he

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glanced up, after letting out a deep breath. You know
you're usually a lot more intense when I'm in danger.
When I got here, you were beating him up, came
a quick, bemused reply, and Kotsky scoffed, shaking his head incredulously.
And that makes it any different from the times you
have half a conniption when I help out against some
superpowered bozo. Red Riots tipped closer and leveled Kotsky with

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a much more familiar stare. Maybe I'm just not worried
about some wannabe with a plastic knife. Kotsky stared at him.
Plus it was not. He looked at the pieces on
the ground and nudged them with his shoe. Fucking hell,
it was plastic, motherfucker. He rolled his eyes, show off

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right back at you. Riot smiled. You should be safe
the rest of your way home, Get some rest. Kosky
narrowed his eyes. How do you know that you know?
Follow me home again? Don't have to told you didn't
guess every power I have. Kotsky frowned as he matched

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Red Riot's gaze for a moment, mentally sifting through memories
before giving up. His head was too fuzzy, he was
too tired. If Red Riot said he'd make it home safe,
that was good enough for him. Instead of responding, Kotsky
simply huffed out a deep breath and walked past the hero,
only pausing a few feet past him to look back
and utter a simple thanks for what you had it handled,

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Riot called as he backed away, disappearing again in the city,
into the city. Not even a minute later, the silence
Kotsky let himself start to relax into was disrupted by
the clanging of a garbage can lid tumbling to the
ground and a loud and aloud rapidly approaching sniffling noise
in the darkness, sorry, sniffling noise as in the darkness.

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Two wet eyes were suddenly staring up at him, and
Kotsky stared back. What the hell are you doing out here?
Kotsky asked out a loud in lou of a response,
The puppy continued sniffling along the ground, although around, but
today I am going through it. In loui of a response,

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the puppy continued sniffling along the ground through Kotsky's legs
and back up the street he'd come from. Oh no,
you don't. Kotsky turned and scooped her up, much to
her vocal displeasure. Even so, she allowed herself to be
scratched by in the ears and give him and gave
him a few playful nips at the fingers as he
looked up. They were less than two minutes from his

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apartment and her shelter was roughly half an hour away,
but he couldn't take a stray puppy in for the
night with Queenie, and he was so tired he didn't
trust himself to try to only take her in long
enough for a power nap. Fishing out his phone with
his free hand, he snapped a quick picture of his
temporary companion, who was diligently sniffling everything she could reach,
and texted curiosity found your litterate found you? Okay, it's

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a found your little admirer investigating outside my place, bringing
her back to the shelter now, he didn't bother waiting
to see if Kirushima texted back. He'd see when he
got home again, and he glanced at the puppy, who
was now staring up at him in an hour. You
are a very cute pain in the ass, you know that,

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he asked her, as he turned around and started heading
back into the city. She wriggled into his arms until
she was burrowing into his jacket, and soon a surprisingly
hearty snore started up. Kowsky couldn't blame her. On his
way back after dropping her off to grateful shelter volunteers,
he was almost dead on his feet. The last thing
he saw after the world's shortest shower as he all

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but stumbled into bed was his phone screen light up
with a string of excited emojis from Kiushima and an
inquiry to whether he got home safe afterwards. You worry
too fucking much, Konski quipped as he walked up behind
a familiar redhead outside the entrance to the Plus Daily
Ultra the next morning. Baka Go Kirishima turned with a laugh. Yeah,

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I know, can't be too careful though, agree to disagree,
the blonde replied, reaching for the door. When, oh, you've
got to be kidding me. A triumphant howl rang through
the air, and they both turned to see ears flopping
in the wind as of the all black Bassett hound.
It's a bloodhound. I don't know why, it says, basst hound.
It's a bloodhound. That's a typo. My fucking bad. It's

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a bloodhound. Puppy, Bloodhound. Puppy bounded up as fast as
her little legs could carry her, right up to the Kiashima,
whose boots she immediately began trying to climb up quickly.
The redhead scooped her up sighing, you've got more tricks
than who do you need to keep escaping? Oh my god,
the word escaping just beat my ass and left me

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dead in a ditch. Ah. You've got more tricks than
hud need to keep escaping the sheltered, don't you, he asked,
allowing her to yap happily in his ear, good morning,
Oh my god, Oh my god, it's her. Danky joined them,
which was a bad sign because he was usually barely

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on time, which mean Kotsky was running even more behind
schedule than he thought. It's Red Riot's rescue. Shut up,
Kotsky hissed, Do you want those fuck heads out front
to hear you? Sorry, it's just whoa talk about deja vu.
Danky blinked as he took in the side of kioShiMa
holding the puppy nail somewhat awkwardly. Clearly put on the

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spot by Danky's proclamation, Kotsky figured howso. Kotsky squinted. Danky
looked at him like he was stupid, and Kotsky felt
his patience grow three sizes. Thinner fucking cuminari. Dude, you
don't see it, See what, dude? If you call me dude,
one more time, I'll earn one of your boyfriend's little
hr violations. Shut up. But seriously, like big huge redhead

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holding this specific puppy like it's holding him a gunpoint
sharp teeth, red eyes, Our poor looks a lot like
Red Riot, don't you think? Dinky shrugged, Curioshima looked like
he was going to pass out. Gossack's ked did God
damn it. We're gonna get through this together, you and I.

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We're gonna get through this. Kosky's expression twisted into a
glare as he narrowed his eyes. That's the stupidest shit
I've ever heard. Hey thnk. He pushed back, but Kotsky
cut him off with an eye roll in a biting scoff.
Red eyes, Really, I have red eyes? Do you think
I'm Red Riot? Idiot? Uh? Well no, but he held

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that puppy. Kosky turned more fully to face Cuminari and
and his hands are like super sharp. But she's fine.
So I just figured since he could hold her, he
could probably be unhard in his hands. And if he
can unharden his hands, maybe he could unhearden all of him.
He'd probably look a lot different. He might even be

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able to pass as one of us regular guys. Thank
He glanced back at Kiashima, who looked like he wanted
to be anywhere else in the whole world. Wasn't that obvious?
Thank he asked. Now, Kotsky felt like he was gonna
throw up. Thank fuck. The photos from that day had
been destroyed. Ryot had trusted him with a secret, with
his ability to unharden it will, and he'd almost let

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proof of it go right to the front page. Despite
jokes to the contrary, Danky was pretty smart. It wouldn't
have taken a genius to figure out. But it wouldn't
have taken a genius to figure all of that out
from the pictures if they'd gotten out. His palms just
get hard, not sharp. Kotsky found himself lying, feigning is
disaffected by this, as by any other conversation Dank he
had ever wrapped him up in. What how would you

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know that He's had to touch me to move me
out of the way before I saw them, and I
saw them when I interviewed him. Kotsky glanced at Karashima
to check if they mentioned triggered any negative emotion, but
once again found himself staring as Kishima, whose expression staring
at a Kiroshima, whose expression he couldn't read to save
his life. Oh that makes sense. Can you imagine if

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that had been true Red Riot just holding down a
day job like everybody else and doing kiro shit on
his lunch break. Dankey's demeanor brightened immediately as he laughed
at the thought, and Kotsky forced himself to huff a
laugh as they finally began to disperse, definitely later than
he'd wanted to be in his schedule. While Danky quickly
moved on heading straight to the offices, Kotsky hung back
by the elevators for a moment with Kiarashima. Sorry about that.

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He just talks a lot. He doesn't mean half the
shit he says, and he doesn't remember the other half anyway.
Kotsky shifted his weight uncomfortably, noting the way Kiashima gently
clutched the puppy to his chest as if he was
grounding himself. I know you're not Red Ryde's biggest fan,
and oh god, I'm not prying, but I get a
sense that things that your last job didn't end very well,
So I just wanted to say Cuminari's harmless. He didn't

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mean to make you uncomfortable or shit like that. Kiaoshima
frowned for a moment before he shook his head. No, No,
it's fine. It's just the idea I guess through me.
Red Ryde is so I don't know. It was just
weird and I and then I thought never mind. He
looked back down at the puppy again, who was happily

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snuggled close to him. Kosky side crossing his arms. Fuck that,
Spit it out. Bottling shit up never helps. I just
got overwhelmed. Really, I'm fine. Imagine the stresses that were true.
You know, if red Ride had this secret, normal life
seems like it would be pretty tough to balance. Kiashima

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looked back up at Kosky, and the blonde felt that
pull again, like he always felt like something was tugging
inside his chest, pulling him closer to Kiashima from the
moment he first laid eyes on him. Kosky hummed thoughtfully
before shrugging, Yeah, it could be. I think we've all
got enough to deal with ourselves already, though, what are

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you gonna do about this little escape artist? He gestured
towards the puppy. He was pressed so close to Kurashima
it was like she was trying to cover herself in
his scent. Kirishima grims, shit, honestly, I don't know. I
think the shelter people are gonna get sick of my
face pretty fast. If anyone asks, can you tell them
I had to bring her back again? Please? Yeah, no problem.

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Might not get to see you today. We've got a
lot of work to do and I'm late, so i'll
see you tonight. At that, Koski really expected to see
Kiashima perk up like usual, but for some reason, the
other man grew paler. Oh, if you've changed your mind. No, no, sorry, No,
I haven't changed my mind. Sorry, I was distracted. Yes,

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I'll see you tonight, seven sharp. I'm looking forward to it.
Kotsky still the feeling the redhead was keeping more to
himself than he seemed, but he said he wasn't crying
or investigating, no matter how much he wanted to know,
so he could do something about it. But true to
his prediction, they didn't see each other again for the
rest of the day. Kotsky spent most of the day

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rejecting candidates for his new editor and the rest of it,
arguing with Isawa that fuck you, Yes, I do get
a saying who my editor is? I'm your top fucking
investigative reporter, a fight that ended, as it always did,
in a draw, with Isoa kicking him out of his
office and Koski still replacement editor less but asserting his
right that didn't exist to be decisive in the hiring
process for the position. All in all, he was in

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a much better mood around six fifty five p m.
When he was putting the finishing touches on a simple
spaghetti bionnaise and a tray with a tray of non
alcoholic teiremy Sue and the fridge chilling. Beyond your best
behavior tonight, no hair balls, no scratching, Kotski reminded Queene,
who was lazing on the backrest of the sofa glancing
over at him with a bored expression. But not too good.

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I do not want to repeat of you know when
you know what you did. I'm not bringing it up again,
I'm just saying, He fixed her with a stern glare,
and she chirped at him right before turning her nose
up and leaving to no doubt curl up directly on
his pillow and take a nap to sleep off the offence.
Fine by him. She knew he was right. He glanced
at his watch six fifty nine p m. Just as

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he was going to send a quick prayer up for
Kishima to be on time, his doorbell rang, and he
absolutely did not rush to it. He just happened to
walk that quickly and open the door. And in his
door stood Kiushima, for once, not in business casual attire,
but instead in tight dark jeans and a soft faded
T shirt with some banned logo crossed the chest that

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Koski didn't recognize, and instead of his usual bun, his
long red hair was in a ponytail. Behind slightly askew
glasses were those big round red lib de were so
close to the end, We're so close to the end.
Behind slightly askew glasses were those big red eyes, already
looking like he was about to apologize for something, And

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there was a black bloodhound puppy snoozing in his arms.
End notes II E. I had to take an update.
I have to. I'm gonna c ah anyway. We're fine,
it's fine, It's just the endnce it doesn't matter. The
end notes on this VIC were, Hi, I had to

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take a week off of updating last week because I
had an emergency stitch and recovering and processing, and this
tapped out a lot of things in it. I was
really looking forward to setting up, so I didn't want
to rush it when I realized I wouldn't be able
to upload in time. So a week off it was.
But now we're back and there's a lot that's going
to finally get some payoff. Next chapter of having fun
building up all the tension. I love my idiot blonde
son Kotsky. Now I will say this because now the

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Superman movie is out, and everybody knows that in the
Superman movie you get to meet Crypto. This puppy is
not inspired by Crypto. Her role later in the series
might be inspired by Crypto, but currently she's actually a
reference to one of the old black and like from
the Black and White TV show for Superman. There was

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an episode where Superman saved this like puppy and from
like it from getting killed in like a villain or
a kind of attack, and it turned out that the
puppy belonged to a mobster. But the puppy like caught
his scent, and so it would try to find him,
but it would also try to find him when he
was being Clark Kent, and so it almost gave up
his identity, and the mobster was trying to use his

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dog and his sniffying ability to suss out what Superman's
he could identity was. Obviously all is well, that ends well,
He's fine, It's just an episode of the show. But this,
this plot point was inspired by that from the old show.
And you know that this whole work is just my
love letter to Superman and the classic comics. So and

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like I've said, had a billion times a way to
use my degree. Ironically, in the beginning I said there
were no new tags that mattered, or no tags in
here that mattered specifically for this chapter. That's not true
for the last couple, like for all the last episodes,
I've had the tag. Just as for Cuminari, he was right,
nobody believed him, not that he knows he was right
in there, and I've said it doesn't apply yet, but
it did apply in this chapter. This chapter is why

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I added that tag. So yes, that tag would have
actually been relevant for this not that it matters. It
doesn't really, but it's just so you know, because the
last episodes, if you've listened to the last episodes of
this particular stories podfix, you'll know that I've kept saying
it and it kept not being relevant. Now it finally
was relevant, and I didn't read it because I forgot

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that it was going to be relevant. So say love, Okay,
say lav So, I hope everybody's having a good time.
We've still got another episode coming out for Patreon actually too,
potentially let me look yes, so on the Patreon the
July pod fix that are coming out are down, dirty
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the Impossible Request, And I told you i'd let you
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One is two dollars and one is five dollars. The
two dollars tier will now is Therapiz's Pacaca Friends's called
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that when I release audiobook versions of the multi chapter fix,
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can check them out. The link is in the description,
I am going to try to go to bed ish. Well, look,
I'm gonna lay down what happens, happens. I'm going to
try to rest. It would be nice if I fell
asleep earlier. It's now nine to twenty three in the morning.
But I had an excellent time returning back to you, guys.
I'm really glad I was able to get this chapter

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out this month. Still, and like I said, over the
next couple of days, I will be recording Impossible Request
and down, Dirty and Horrendous for the Patreon exclusive tears, respectfully,
and I'm really excited about it. So, barring obviously illness
or injury, that is the plan currently and otherwise for

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everybody here on the Public Pod Fix. I will see
you in August. Yeah, next month. Sometimes I get a
little worried that the month i'm gonna say is not
actually the month that's coming up, but it should be.
It should be. I won't go through that. I'm just
gonna trust it. I'm very tired. I don't think you
understand how tired I am. Okay, nice to see you guys,

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See you next time. Bye.