Summary: Bakusquad having fun.
To be fair, this was all Kaminari's idea. It was funny though, one must admit. Ashido surely agreed if not wholeheartedly supported it. On the opposite side of the log, oh boy, Bakugou would be the last to agree to anything like this. The pink skinned girl was certained, as was her other friends, that he only went along since Kirishima seemingly begged him to. That plus the fact the rest of them whined for him to 'just do it' like that American brand 'Nike' always told them. Regardless of what one might assume, Bakugou actually did in fact have a soft spot for all four of them, not just Kirishima. Ashido would be damned if she didn't stand by that notion. Besides, if it wasn't true, then why did he hang out with them so often outside of UA? Why humor them with their antics and picnics they always seem to plan. R.I.P. to that potato salad. You will always be remembered, three days you took to make…three days. Anyway, getting a bit side-tracked there. The fact is, this was really stupid; but in a good way! Kinda.
"Wow! Watch it!" Sero is not having it today. He shoots tape to trap the other down. Kaminari dodges like the twig he is. Or maybe he's not a twig. Maybe he's a twunk. Maybe…just maybe. "Ashido! Help me!" The black haired boy whines. She gives him a look, one that reads she was thinking about it. "Please!" Well, the man asked nicely, how could she not now? She was no heathen. Chivalry is dead, but manners aren't.
"Okay, you got it bro!" The tone she donned was teasingly affectionate, but she ended up sounding like something akin to a valley girl. Huh, that definitely wasn't her intention. There was a huff on her behalf as she pumped up her water gun. You see, the thing Kaminari suggested was a water gun fight. With Kool Aid instead of water. Plus they can use their quirks. Pretty neat, huh? Everyone even had different colored ammo to! She wasn't sure why Kirishima had so many packets in such a variety but…eh, whatever. No skin off her nose. At least they could somewhat tell who shot who. Who had what color liquid went like this. Ashido herself had red, Kaminari had this ugly yellow color (R.I.P. my dude), Baukgou had blue for some reason; wherever that might be, Kirishima had orange, and last but not least…Sero had purple. It was a deep purple, almost black. Not sure why she noted that. She jumped over the non-important obstacle and pointed her gun. Good, she didn't trip this time. Her nose stills hurts from the last fall.
"Oh no–" Shoot! "Ashido, how could you!" Came the offended screech.
"Ey, nice one!" Came the cheer.
She snickered and shrugged nonchalantly. "Sorry Kami. He asked nicely." Suddenly the three of them were sprayed by gushes of blue and orange.
"Hey! Don't forget about us guys!" Kirishima had his signature toothy smile, despite the fact his hair was flat. Ha, blame that on Kaminari and yours truly. Bakugou has something on suspiciously akin to a grin. He was enjoying this. That's a win all on it's own.
"You losers need to stop chatting." He started. "This is war." A cliché thing to say, but was pertinent right now.
"Oh it's on." She shakes her head like a dog to get some Kool Aid off. Damn, they were going to be so sticky after all this. With that said, Ashido shot her more cheerful friend of the two. War it is then, war it is.