"No no no! Wuh - wait! C'mon guys! Uh, and girls - no really!"
Elly's ears snapped up at the pounding of many feet outside her office door, recognizing one heavy boot stomp in particular. "Uh oh, Mic alert."
The door burst open and Mic flailed behind a sea of class 1-A students, pinwheeling his arms about like mad to stay upright. "Sorry, babe! They insisted, I couldn't stop 'em."
"Ms. Cheshire!" Tsyu was so excited she hopped right up on her desk. "We were having a discussion in class, and he didn't know the answer."
"He knew," someone scoffed in the back. "You guy's're pushing him about it."
"So wait! Wait! If you two get married will you take his name? What do we call you then?"
Midoriya looked like he was running equations in his head to figure out the answer. "Well, that's proper in both countries, so why wouldn't they do that..."
"We could call her 'Mrs. Mic'", Bakugo snickered.
The shaded glasses hid his eyes, but Mic had such an expressional face he could never fully mask his feelings. Right now he was so red he was almost purple, biting his lower lip with his eyebrows drawn so close together she couldn't see them. "Uhhh. Heh. I don't actually know the answer... I, uh."
"Well. You'd probably call him Mr. Mic and me, Mrs. Cheshire. Right? But I would be taking his actual last name. If you were going to address me in public I would be Mrs. Yamada."
Mic swayed on his feet, a deeply goofy grin crossing his face. "Uh huh huh," he laughed.
"Oh no. We broke him again!"
"Did you honestly think that a discussion like this wouldn't?"
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