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[wannasmash]

[ The plain young man with freckles is frowning sheepishly, shoulders raised. Today he's freshly showered and wearing one of his usual boring shirts. ]

Um... First-time renter, here... Something happened, and now some furniture the owner lent to me is damaged from... slime. A lot of it. It's gross.

[ Midoriya looks much the same, healthy even. Someone who has recently seen him might notice more freckles on his skin, like he got some spring sun. His hair needs a trim again, even though he just got one last month.

He moves out of view to reveal a plain wooden bedframe. On it is a lost cause, a mattress that looks like it's been slimed on a 90's game show. Bits of the Sleeper Membrane are already drying into peels. In it are... dozens of tiny eyelids? ]

I'll have to replace it, but... Do you think I'll get kicked out?

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[wannasmash]

I missed home. I got to see it again. I feel kind of weird about it though. Like a ghost visiting for a bit but not knowing it until I got back.

[ He suspects that might be a post-slime conversation. He unlocks the door and for once doesn't remove his shoes right away. It's a modest, boring 1-bedroom apartment with, as he said, furniture from his landlord. Midoriya hasn't taken much time to decorate beyond buying some throw blankets and floor pillows in red, yellow, and blue. The whole place has the air of someone who doesn't spend a lot of time there.

He leads Oscar to the bedroom, wincing gingerly at having to show him, again, the disaster Oscar saw onscreen. He hands him some dish gloves and pulls on some of his own. He wears a pained expression like he's about to rip off a bandaid and sighs. ]

Let's start with getting the mattress on that tarp.

[justoscar]

Regardless of how weird it must have been, I'm glad you got to see your home again.

[ It was a harrowing thing to experience in person, and Oscar sucked in a breath at the sight. He retrieved the tarp and pulled on the gloves; they could work on the decorating later, this mess took priority. ]

Sheesh. It's worse than the camera let on!

[wannasmash]

[ He throws Oscar a quick, appreciative smile. Being home was really good for him. It's only when he came back that he remembered to be bittersweet.

He spreads the tarp out with a grim air. ]

Yeah, don't rub it in... [ he sighs weakly. He could lift the mattress without his Quirk, but it's big and unwieldy, and he doesn't want to add "broken ceiling light" to his list of damages. One For All helps him maneuver it safely onto the tarp as if it weighed nothing. He wraps it like a weirdly square and flat onigiri.

He squats next to the bed frame and squints dubiously at the leftover slime. ]

Soap and water... maybe? Have you ever cleaned anything like this before?

[justoscar]

[Flatly:]

Nope.

[He shrugged-- and was already looking through the closets for a scrub brush or a mop.]

That doesn't mean we can't do it. It can't be worse than how my last outfit from home got messed up.

[With magic. And Grimm Goo.]

If soap and water don't work, vinegar might. If that doesn't, oil soap or acetone.

We just have to be careful. Mixing cleaners can be pretty dangerous if you just go at it.

[wannasmash]

It came off me mostly okay in the shower. Gonna try soap and water--Uh, over there in that corner Oscar-kun, I gathered the cleaning supplies already.

[ It's tough work getting it all out of the bedframe, but Midoriya wants to minimize the damage before their next task. Slime and dirty rags are tossed into a bucket. Presently, the floor and furniture are as clean as they'll ever be. He rises from where he was squatting, tosses a last rag, and casts a dour eye at the mattress. ]

There's a place where we can burn this. Up for a walk?

[justoscar]

Well, sure?

[He was already gathering the supplies into his arms and reaching for a bucket when Midoriya spoke-- and Oscar cast him a bemused look.]

As big as all this is, we're gonna need a hand truck or something to get it there.

[wannasmash]

Nope, just super strength. I don't have a hand truck. [ he says casually. He shoulders a backpack with a container of something that sloshes inside. He narrows his eyes at the mattress grimly like it personally offended him, then gives Oscar a much more friendly look. ]

I've got the lighter fluid and the mattress. Can you spot for me?

[ He activates his Quirk with a small rush of wind and flickering energy beneath and around his skin. He lifts the mattress like it's filled with air instead of stuffing and springs. Now begins the awkward journey of maneuvering it through doors and elevators and pedestrians. ]