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Giran’s phone rings.

Giran: “Hello?”

Twice: “Hey, Giran! It’s Twice! How’s it going?”

Giran: “Good. How are things with you and the league?”

Twice: “Great! Shitty— I mean we haven’t gotten much done yet, but I’ve made a bunch of new friends here—“

Tomura, in the background: “Twice, this isn’t a check-in to Mom and Dad from summer camp— QUIT YAPPING AND GIVE THE PHONE TO SPINNER.”

Twice: “We’ll talk later!“

Spinner, taking the phone: “Hey, Giran. Would you happen to know any villain-friendly healers we could meet with?”

Giran: “Yeah, I could put you in touch with someone. Is everything okay?”

Spinner: “Uhhh, well… Shigaraki just tried to iron his clothes for the first time.”

Giran: “For the first time? Not surprising. What, does he want a healer for? A little burn?”

Spinner: “Well, he was still wearing the clothes when he ironed them.”

Giran: “What— Why the hell would he do that?!”

Dabi, in the background: “I told him that’s how it’s done.”

Tomura: “If you weren’t already 90% burns, I’d shove this iron down your throat.”

Dabi: “Big talk for the guy who’s currently got a Call of Duty shirt burned into his nipples.”

Spinner: “Guys, seriously— We are never letting Kurogiri have a day off again.”

Giran, sighs: “… I’ll make some calls.”

safe to say somethin is cookin…