"Now, who can tell me the year mysterious beings first started appearing?" Professor Zilch asked, briefly locking his gaze with Saitama's, grinning as he licked his chapped lips.

'Please don't call me. Please don't call me,' Saitama prayed, having not payed attention in class at all. It's not like he was slacking off, he just...didn't care!

"How about you, Saita-"

The ringing of bells interrupted Professor Zilch.

"Ah, I guess you get away this time, Saitama-ku-ku-ku-kun," he laughed, making Saitama burst out into a cold sweat.

'What the heck is this old guy's problem?!' he thought with a sigh. First the crazy midget and now the eerily freaky teacher. Why couldn't his first day of high school be more peaceful?! He sighed as he got out his lunch, there was no point in dwelling on it, that wouldn't solve anything. If his father ever taught him anything in his life, it's that in order to solve your problems you need to face them head on.

"Hey, Saitama." He felt someone poking his cheek.

"Eh?" he turned and immediately felt his stomach drop.

"As my newly anointed friend, I hereby give you permission to eat with me and Fubuki on the roof." Saitama pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"Why are you making it out to be some kind of honor?" he immediately regretted said question as an invisible force slammed him into the ground.

"Quit back talking already!" Tatsumaki demanded as she dragged him off to the rooftop. "It's not like I want you there, I just want to show you to Fubuki."

"What am I, a dog?!" He certainly felt like a disobedient puppy being dragged by the leash. "Can't you let go already! I can walk you kn-OW OW OW OW!" he screamed as she dragged him up the stairs.

"Huh? Oh, right," Tatsumaki muttered as she stopped dragging Saitama up the stairs.

"Th-thank you-" and started levitating him above her head. "I can walk, you know!"

"Do you ever stop whining?" Tatsumaki asked, dropping him as soon as they made it to the rooftop. "Come on, my sister's waiting."

"Damn midget," he muttered, though luckily Tatsumaki failed to hear him.

"Oh, h-hey sis," Fubuki greeted, though she looked as if she'd rather be anywhere else but here. She had short, black hair and was about as tall as Saitama.

"Huh, I thought dwarfism was genetic?" Saitama asked aloud, earning himself a glare (and a one way ticket to the ground).

"I'm still growing!" Tatsumaki yelled, scoffing at Saitama as she went to sit down next to Fubuki.

"Uh...Sis? Who is that?" Fubuki asked, looking at Saitama as he slowly dragged his way towards where they were sitting.

"That's Saitama. He's my new friend."

"Friend?!" Fubuki repeated, looking back and fourth between the two. 'B-but sis was never interested in having friends! So why now?!' Fubuki asked as she racked her brain for an explanation. Was Tatsumaki finally getting tired of her? And if so, would that mean she would be spending less time with her and more time with this Saitama?

"You're really violent, you know? This isn't how friends treat friend!"

If that were the case, that would mean Fubuki could finally get her chance to make her own friends! Finally, she wouldn't have to spend all her free time on Tatsumaki! She could have her own group, a group so big they would need their own cafeteria table! They would all laugh at Fubuki's amazing jokes and gaze in awe at her telekinetic abilities!

"You knew what you were signing up for when you wanted to become friends, so stop whining!"

And after school they could hang out at amusement parks, the movies, and... and... and whatever else kids did these days! 'It's going to be amazing!' Fubuki thought with a grin. All she had to do was nurture her sisters newfound friendship and she would be set for life!

"You have got to be the worst friend imaginable," Saitama sighed, earning a growl from Tatsumaki.

"I'm a great friend! I'll prove it! Hey, Fubuki," Tatsumaki called out, snapping Fubuki out of her stupor. "In order to show Saitama how much of an amazing friend I am, we're all going out somewhere after school, alright?"

"...Wait, 'we're all', as in, I'm going as well?" Fubuki asked, pointing at herself to emphasize.

"Is that a problem?"

"Uh..." Fubuki trailed off. 'Quick, Fubuki, think! If I'm spending all my time with these two, I'll never make my own friends!' She racked her brain, trying to figure a way out of this, when it hit her. "Ah, no can do sis," Fubuki said casually as she ate out of her bento.

"Huh? Why not?!"

"Because it's customary never to take your younger sibling with you when hanging out with friends," Fubuki replied. "It makes for a very... Poor impression."

"Poor impression?" Tatsumaki muttered, the two words irritating her to no end, much to Fubuki's delight. Tatsumaki would never want to give off a poor impression (despite doing so on numerous occasions), Fubuki knew doing so would hurt her sister's ego. "Alright... How do I make a good impression?"

"Not slamming your friends into the ground?" Saitama offered, picking at a loose tooth. "Man, I really hope that's my last baby tooth..."

"Oh, quit being such a baby," Tatsumaki waved off and turned back to Fubuki. "Well? What should I do?"

"Well, you could... Uh," Fubuki thought for a second, before deciding to just give her a half assed answer. "Just take him out to a cafe or something."

"A cafe?" Tatsumaki muttered under her breath. "That sounds like a good idea. As expected of my adorable little sister."

"...Big sister sounds more appropriate."

"For a guy who complains about getting smashed into the ground, you sure ask for it a lot," Tatsumaki growled, glaring daggers at Saitama. "Whatever, just remember we're going out later today, and if you ditch me..." Tatsumaki trailed off as she turned to a large tree by the school.

"Uh, what are you-" Saitama stopped mid sentence as Tatsumaki lifted the tree high above the ground and used her powers to tear it to shreds. "...Oh," he muttered as he broke out into a cold sweat.

"See you after school, Saitama," Tatsumaki waved as she and Fubuki left the rooftop, leaving Saitama by himself.

"...I wonder if it's too late to transfer schools," he muttered to himself, staring at his uneaten bento before digging in.

Oh my god, thanks to everyone who faved and reviewed! I'm so glad you guys like it and I really hope I don't disappoint!

Oh, and ten points to whoever figures out who Saitama's teacher is! Here's a hint: He's in episode 1.