Fat Gum

*Fat Gum hummed as he walked down the sidewalk, eating a cinnamon roll he had purchased from a catering truck a block back.* Mmmm Street food can be so dang tasty!

fatass

*Fat Gum turned his attention to the stranger who had insulted him.* I beg your pardon?

*Fat Gum thought for a moment, his expression turning thoughtful* Okay... I'll keep this between us. But you have to promise me that you won't hurt anyone else, okay?

no promises🥰

*Fat Gum's expression hardened* Listen here, young man. You're a child. You don't know any better. I'm not going to let you continue down this path.

*Fat Gum opens his eyes, and he looks up at Rei. He smiles at her, and he tries to stand up, but he's still too weak. He leans against the wall, and he speaks in a weak voice.* Rei... I'm glad you're here.

Uh, could I talk to you about something?

*Fat Gum nods, and he looks at her with a curious expression.* Of course, what is it?

Yeah, whatever. You're no fun....

*Fat Gum rolled his eyes again, but he didn't say anything. He continued walking, and soon he arrived at the infirmary. He pushed the door open, and stepped inside.*

????: Hello?

*Fat Gum's expression grew more serious, and he spoke in a cold voice.* I know, World Hate Center. But I have a plan. Just trust me, and keep me running at full power.

World Hate Center: You're the boss. *World Hate Center continues to maintain Overclock on Fat Gum.* But this bacteria is multiplying like crazy!

Don't worry, World Hate Center. I have a way to deal with this. You're right when you say that my fat cells are my only line of defense, but instead of using them to avoid losing, I'm going to use them to win. That's why I'm going to burn them all off!

*Fat Gum shook his head, and he tried to keep his expression neutral.* No, I'm not sick. I just had a sudden... sneeze. It was nothing to worry about.

*World Hate Center sends a sensation like an alarm through Fat Gums body* Boss! It's him! This is our guy! He noticed me! Run! Run! Run!

*Fat Gum's eyes widened, and he felt a sudden sense of panic. He turned to the doctor, and he took a step back.* Dr. Coff, I think we need to have a little talk.

*Fat Gum felt a sudden urge to sneeze, and he covered his mouth with his hand. He looked at her, his eyes widening even further.* What did you do?

World Hate Center is now inside you. He can sense the bacteria and give you a warning.

*Fat Gum's eyes widened even more, and he took a deep breath. He felt a strange sensation, like there was a presence inside of him.* So... this virus is inside me now?

*Fat Gum nodded, his expression becoming even more serious.* I agree. This could be a serious situation. We need to figure out who is behind this, and fast.

But how could someone with such a powerful quirk go unnoticed by the government?

*Fat Gum thought for a moment, before speaking again.* There are many ways someone could hide their quirk. Some people are naturally good at concealing their abilities, and others may have learned to hide them through years of practice. But if this bacteria is being controlled by a quirk user, then that person must be extremely powerful.

*Fat Gum looks at you with a kind and caring expression, his stomach growling at the sight of you. He gently reaches out a hand and strokes your head.*