Enji's Baby Days[private w/ Legends di Angelo]
 

Enji Todoroki returned home that day fuming in anger, irritated by a villain who'd just barely gotten out of his grasp. He was usually irritated by something, and his rage often led to collateral damage in the form of punishments for his children or property destruction if he was out being a hero.

Today, however, his rage was given another, simpler outlet; he found himself grumbling(which was normal) but also pouting to himself, his eyes filled with angry tears. The man stalked into his room, and slammed the door so violently it almost fell off the hinges, whirling around and giving the wall a harsh kick. His foot ached and he was crying, face beet red. He gave it a hard stamp, ignoring the scorch marks left on the floor, breathing uneven and sob-choked. Enji looked like a Pro Hero and more like a child in the midst of a temper-tantrum.

Shoto groaned a bit as he sat in his room, headphones in his phone as he did his class work for school on Monday. It had been a pretty good time until his dad showed up, though he could have his foot chopped off and it would get worst as soon as his dad showed up.

It was no secret to anyone that the relationship with his father wasn't a good one. Thanks to the events of his past the rocky relationship he had with his dad was ruined as a kid.

With his dad go e he had his music playing loudly and freely, but as soon as his he heard his dad throw the door open he knew to put his headphones in and out them on. Though that didn't stop him from feeling the house shake when he stomped on the floor.

Enji did not realize that his next angered set of stomps could be heard from Shouto's room, that the angry, sob-filled whining about how it wasn't fair were audible if someone listened for it. He sounded less like a fully-grown man and more like a whiny, petulant toddler, and the stamping of his feet just proved it.

Gaze clouded by tears, mouth set in a pout, lip trembling with the force of his anger and sorrow, Enji felt himself collapse and start throwing what could only be described as a tantrum. What he did not know was that his mind and body had both regressed, so the man fell to the ground in a heap and emerged from his now massive clothes as a red-cheeked, wet-eyed toddler.

Hearing the pounding slowly stopped Shoto sighed as he turned the value on his phone all the way up so he could do his school work without having to worry about his father, expecting him to trying to get him to train anyways

Pouting, unaware of what had happened, Enji rushed downstairs and walked into his son's room. He stormed in, swinging the door open, and scowled up at Shouto, his chubby little cheeks comically puffed out in anger. "Shouto, why awen't you twainin'?!"

Enji balked, going pure white when he heard how babyish and high-pitched his voice was, before taking notice of the other changes. Everything was..huge, he saw; too big, and his youngest child now towered over him even while sitting! What the fuck had happened? His hands-once large, calloused, and powerful-were now tiny and pudgy. His once powerful abdomen was reduced to baby-fat, and the rest of him was equally pudgy. His angry face looked comical, rather than intimidating, the serious expression rendered adorable on such a big-eyed, chubby-cheeked face.

Shoto didn't even notice the toddler just rush into his room like some Normally the door swinging open would make a huge BANG, but with the boys new small body the door barely made a sound. Then with his childish quiet voice... Shoto just didn't hear his dad enter the room.

Enji looked like he wanted to cry. He walked over to his son's chair and gave his pant leg a few tugs, whining loudly in order to get his attention, "Shouto, dis isn' funny! Don' ignowe me!" in that newly childish, lisping voice of his. He'd even thrown the door open-though it barely made any sound-and..and he didn't know what else to do.

Shoto jumped a foot into the air, throwing his headphones off, not expecting someone one to come up and pull on his pants. "What?!" He yelped and looked down and froze seeing the child staring up at him, unsure what to say.

The toddler scowled up at Shouto with watery blue eyes. He flinched a bit when he heard his son yell so loudly, whining out, “Stop it, Shouto! You’we too woud an’-an’ you hafta wisten to me! I’m you’we fathew, as wong as you’we undew my woof you hafta wisten to me!” Enji sounded distinctly babyish, his voice high-pitched and slurred. He squirmed on his feet, distinctly uncomfortable, covering up his privates when he saw he was naked. “Get me cwothes! My othew ones got too big!”

Shoto stood up looking at his dad in wonder... Was this really his dad? I mean how would a random kid be as to get into the house. But how could this happen, a quirk obviously, but he was normal size when he came home, so why would he be small now. It made no sense.

Enji scowled, stamping his feet as he had back in the room, clearly irritated. “I said t’ get me cwothes!” He whined impatiently, voice high and quavering as he wriggled around awkwardly.

"R-right!" Shoto said and dashed off out of the room and went to where they kept all the Endevor merchandise. Grabbing the a toddler onesie, diapers, and some socks. He rushed back to his room to make sure his dad was still there.

Enji stayed where he was, arms folded in irritation as his son rushed off. Guess he still intimidated him enough to make the boy scurry away, even in this pitiful state...the thought made him chuckle darkly to himself before Shouto returned.

Shoto came back with the clothes and sighed as he walked over and dropped all the stuff on his bed. He started with the pack of diapers, tearing them open and grabbing one, "I think you need to lay down."

Enji stared at the diapers in disgust. “No way! I don’t need diapews!” He protested, shaking his head when he was told he’d have to lie down. “Don’t wanna wie down!”

Father we don't know how this quirk has effected you." She said to him with a sigh, knowing this wasn't going to be easy. But he didn't want to clean up a mess.

"Yes we wouldn't want this to happen..." A deep voice said as the sound of snapping fingers soon followed. Enji, dispite the change in size hadn't really changed all that much. But a shocking feeling would over come his body as he lost his potty training.

Enji’s entire body seized up. He..he couldn’t-he couldn’t remember. Going to the bathroom went from typical knowledge, to something he knew almost all his life, to..something alien.

The word no longer existed. He didn’t even know what a..what a..what the thing people used to put things in when they were in the bathroom was, he realized with a hitch to his breathing; the definition just..wasn’t there anymore! The word for it, the word he usually used, he didn’t know what it was!

His eyes were blown wide with terror. He shivered as he-much to his disgust-wound up wetting himself in his panic. Enji would’ve said something, usually, but he so petrified by what just occurred that he was trembling, rooted to the spot, bawling like a baby.

Ah dad!" The teen yelped as he seized up, barely able to dodge the stream that came from the toddler. But managed to miss it, "W-whos their?!" Shoto yelled out, demanding to know who was in the house, and figured they were connected to what was happening to his dad.

"Hey now don't yell in front of the baby..." He said with a growling chuckle, "I would get him diapered before he has another accident!" The voice advised

Enji was mortified. “D-didn’ mean to, jus’ can’t contwol that anymowe!” He shivered, tears in his eyes, and whined when he heard the voice talk. “ ‘m notta baby, asshowe! I’m a-an aduwt who doesn’t need diapews! Tuwn me back b’fowe I huwt you!” His usual attempt at intimidating the villain was hampered by his lisping speech, and the horrified look on his face.

Oh wow such a naughty boy for using such a bad word." The voice said as the snapping sound was heard. The shock returning to the toddler as he lost his balance. He could still walk... But it would be a bit difficult.
Shotos eyes widened seeing his dad fall to the ground and looked around , trying to find where the voice was.

"Now here's the deal." The voice said, "As long as you two behave and listen to me things wont get any worst. But if you're a bad boy, or don't listen, or even try to call for help.... You'll have a actual toddler on your hands." He said

Enji cried out, collapsing to the floor in a heap. His lower lip quivered, and he looked on the verge of tears again. The voice sent chills down his spine, and he flinched at the mention of becoming an actual toddler. “I don’ wanna be widdle!” He cried, tears flowing down his face, his entire body shivering again. “Pwease don’ wet him make me widdle! I wan’ be a aduwt!” He didn’t want to become a literal helpless toddler! Standing was hard, and now walking was a chore too, his tiny legs now wobbly and weak. Enji tried to walk, and while he could, his walking was much more of an unsteady toddle, just like the toddler he now appeared to be.

Shoto froze hearing that... He didn't want his dad to be stuck as a toddler, this was a bad situation the two had gotten themselves into. "What do you want!" Shoto called out and asked the voice.

"Right now. But the baby in a diaper." He said and Shoto looked at his Father to see if he'd listen.

Enji sniffled before obediently lying down for a diaper, lifting his legs to make it easier. “I’ll..I’ll weaw it an’ I won’t s-say bad wowds..” He whimpered, not wanting to lose anything else as a result of messing up. He knew he forgot things-what, he didn’t know anymore, but there was a big blank spot in his head that scared him-and his legs could barely work at all.

“Pwease. P-put me in it, I’ll weaw it, Shouto.” If just swearing was grounds for removing his ability to walk normally, god knows what else this crazy person would take away for other infractions? He shuddered at the thought.

See isn't it easier to just be a good baby?" The voice said with the crackly chuckle.

Shoto sighed and took the diaper and did his best to get his father into it... But it took him a few minutes to figure out what he was doing for it... But he did manage to get it in the end

Enji would’ve said he was an adult, but remembered what happened last time he tried that and held his words back. Instead, he lay still as Shouto tried diapering him, which took a while before finally he was taped into one. “Thank you, Shouto..” He muttered.

The diaper was nice and thick, so his toddler-waddle would be even more unsteady; when he tried to stand up, he immediately fell onto his face. He bit his tongue so he wouldn’t cry, getting up again with quite a bit of difficulty. “Stiww not a baby, mistew.” Enji told the mysterious voice, careful not to swear this time. “Wha’ do you want fwom me?”

Oh really?" The voice asked, making Shoto shutter. Knowing this wasn't going to end well. The snapping sound was heard and the the feeling of someone pinching his toddler foot hard, "Cry little baby!"

Enji felt a harsh pinch to his little toddler foot, and immediately burst into frightened, pained tears. It hurt so bad! He clutched his foot, wailing, after that intense spike of pain in his skin. “I-I-I didn’ mean it, ‘m sowwy!” He whined, trembling with sobs, his face drenched in tears.

If that made it go away, then-then he was a baby! He was just a dumb baby! Anything to make it stop. “I’m jus’ a widdle baaabyyy! Pwease make it stop, I onwy a baby! I was bad, I was bad, pwease don’t huwt me again!” Enji blurted out, eager to make the hurt go away.

The man laughed loudly, so loud the room vibrated. Shoto grabbed his crying dad and hugged him as he darted his eyes around still trying to find where the voice was coming from.

"That's right a little baby. And when babies cry they suck their thumbs!" He said next

Enji did as the voice said, sliding his thumb into his mouth with a whimper. “Mmhm..onwy a widdle baby..nee’ thumb.” He worked his mouth over it, curling up against Shouto’s chest as he sucked.

That’s right, he’s just a little baby, he can’t use the room with the thing inside where grown-ups go potty and he likes to suck his thumb. It feels good when he cries and it’s in his mouth. Slowly, Enji started to calm down, his tears drying up as he suckled.

Aw isn't that just precious?" The voice asked with the nightmare inducing laugh once more. Now sending a shiver down Shotos spin hearing it... This villian knew what he was doing... He just made the world's number 1 hero reduce himself to a crying thumb sucking baby.

Enji latched onto Shouto, sucking his thumb like his life depended on it. The voice’s cruel laughter sent chills radiating down his spine, and tears once again sprang into his eyes. “Huwwts, huwts-“ His voice came out in panicked gasps, and he clung tight to his son’s shirt with big, watery eyes, lower lip quivering as he sucked, trying to calm himself down.

The most shameful thing was that it worked! The thumb-sucking sent waves of ease down on Enji, lulled him into a calmer state after all the scary laughter and taunting, just as the villain said it would, and it was fucking horrifying. He was crying from fear, diaper now wet from his shock, eyes wide and scared, and all it took to calm him down was a bit of thumb-sucking.

Shoto sighed and hugged the little toddler in his arms trying to calm him down... If what was said before much hasn't changed with his father except potty training and his ability to walk... But he was a 3 year old for all purposes. So he would probably be more clinging then his dad normally was.

Enji turned beet red when he realized he was clinging to him so tightly. "Sowwy." He whispered after regaining his senses, slowly letting go and wiping his tear-soaked face, now feeling much less overwhelmed. "At weast..he didn' do anythin' ewse. I can..stiww be big." He murmured, more talking to himself than to Shouto. If only he knew who this villain was, then maybe he could try to find him..but in this tiny body, he was weak and helpless, so even if he did there wouldn't be much of a "fight".

It's ok Dad..." He sighed as he patted his head looking around the room... There were no cameras of speakers in the room, unless his dad decided to add them in as a lovely surprise and he couldn't see them.
"Good..." The deep voice said, "Now I think it's time for the baby to take his nap..." He said, "Might as well lay him in your bed." The voice said next making Shoto roll his eyes as he laid his dad down on his bed, covering him up in the blanket.


"We better listen for now." He whispered, "I'll see if I can find something out." He promised

The next day, Shouto would wake up without his father anywhere in sight. His body would feel small, and while he wasn’t nearly as young as Enji turned out to be, he’d still been shrunk down and regressed into a five-year-old. His clothing would be much too large to fit him now, and the scar on his face had vanished after his regression.

Enji, meanwhile, jolted upright in bed and saw Shouto wasn’t there. Tears welled in his eyes. He squirmed, falling out of bed with a loud thud. “Whewe did Shouto go?! You-you dumb bad guy! Bwing him back wight now!” He wailed, on the verge of throwing a temper-tantrum.

Shoto didn't remember exactly what had happened... After his dad took a nap he went to snoop around seeing if he could find who was doing this. Unsurprisingly he heard someone in his dad's room. But when he entered... That was all she wrote, he passed out. When he woke up he could shiver as the cold morning air his his now sensitive skin.
"Dad!" He yelled immediately as he sat up and looked around. He definitely wasn't in his house anymore... It kindve looked like the park near the dorms... He regonized it since they all took turns taking Eri and Kouta there. "What's going on?" He asked but his eyes flying open as he covered his mouth. His voice sound high pitched and squeaky. Looking down he was only clothes with his shirt from the other day too... This wasn't looking good.

"My my my someone's not a morning person." The dark voice said walking into the room. A man dressed in a suit, looking brand new, with neatly combed back long black hair. "I sent him away, he was a pretty nosey boy." He said with his deep laughter once more, "Of course I couldn't expect anything less from the filth you raised..."

Eri was just playing on the swings and waiting for her Papa, when she saw a boy who looked around her age, maybe a bit younger. She hurried over, seeing his clothes were way too big. He looked scared, and he cried out for his own papa! Maybe his..left him like hers did. “Are you okay? I’m Eri, Papa was playing with me before but he had to go do hero things. Papa left his coat, so you can have it if you’re cold!” She chirped, offering it up with wide red eyes, seeing him shiver a bit in his oversized clothing.

Enji glowered up at the well-dressed man, angrily stomping over(though it was less of a stomp and more of a babyish waddle in his diaper). “Stay away! You’we that bad man who made me all small again, I hate you and you-youw dumb face!” He wailed, face lake with equal parts terror and confusion. “What did you do to Shouto, meanie?!”

The boy stood up and held his arms out to keep his balance... His head was kinda light headed, but it wasn't as bad as it could be. At least he could stand. But when the little, who was actually taller then him right now, bounced up to him. He was taken by surprise and fell back down, "E-Eri-Chann?" The little boy asked her unsure if this was true.


Uh oh looks like someone needs a remote on what position he's in." He said smiling and grabbed the back of the toddlers diaper and lifted him up by that, "Someone needs to remember he's just a little diaper baby!" He said smiling at the boy right in his face."

Eri smiled at Shouto. “That’s me, Eri-chan! You sound silly, like the grown-ups when they try to say my name.” She replied, reaching for his hand. “Do you want to-to come with me? Papa might look all scary and big, but he’s really nice! He’s got two whole cats, and they both love to be pet, and maybe if you ask nice he’ll let you stay with us too! And-and what’s your name? I forgot to ask.”

Poor little Enji whined, dangling by his diaper and kicking his legs. “Nooooo!” He wailed, tears welling up in his big blue eyes. “I’m not a diapew baby, I’m a big gwown-up!” He sounded even more babyish than before, if that was even possible, his lower lip quivering. “You’we a villain, a-a bad guy, and I don’t wike you! I’ll beat you up!”

"Oh Aizawa-Sempi!" The boy said talking her hand and pulling his up, "That's exactly who I need to see Eri-chann!" The boy told her as he though about what needed to happened... Aizawa would know what to do, he was a pro hero after all.

He laughed his cold menacing laughter, "Really then why are you crying?" He asked snapping his fingers as the sharp pinching feeling retuned but this time into his butt, that way it would really hurt.