The following chapters take place before Chapter 1. "..." (ellipsis) indicate when time has resumed...
Aizawa kicked the explosive boy's door open, throwing an apron at his face. "Bakugo, up. Now." Bakugo grumbled like a child, pulling his pillow over his head. "What's with this guy!? The sun's barely up!"
"Breakfast, I'm gonna need some. I noticed during the Training Camp how skilled you are in culinary arts, and I have to teach your actually-responsible classmates, minus you and Midoriya of course."
The teacher waited until Katsuki's back was at least off the bed, rubbing his crimson eyes and using them to glare with hatred. "What the hell!? We have cooks for that, don't we!?" "Oh, I told them I had it covered. They were delighted." Bakugo swore he could here crickets resounding a chirp in the kitchen.
"Here." Aizawa threw Bakugo a key, which would allow him access to the kitchen area for the time being. "You'll find everything you need downstairs in the kitchen." Bakugo knew him and Midoriya fighting at Ground Beta would more or less have its consequences, but this?
This was just ridiculous.
"What the hell?! What about Deku!?"
"Don't worry about him, he has his own job." Bakugo's breath hitched as Aizawa's cold demeanor chilled the entire room. "Oh, and I like pancakes. That doesn't mean maybe make them, maybe not. Make the pancakes, mm?" Bakugo was brimming with rage at this point, but his teacher was already exiting the room.
"Besides..." Bakugo looked up at the head that peeped back through the door.
"Midoriya can't cook."
"...DAMMIT DEKU!"
Bakugo listened to music as the eggs scrambled in the pan, trying to calm his nerves. Aizawa's snoozing could be heard from his half-closed door, and daybreak was the perfect catalyst to piss Bakugo off. Especially since Midoriya got to sleep, but he'd get his. One way or another. The anticlimactic end to the exams left him and Midoriya with house arrest, but that didn't matter. All Might's words still rang through his ears, and the kindling of his rivalry fired him up a bit.
But there wasn't time for that now, as Bakugo did as he was instructed and made breakfast for Eraserhead. Pancakes glistened with maple syrup, complemented by sausage and eggs, ham still sizzling with heat. "Hey, Mr. Aizawa. It's finished." Bakugo said in irritation, pulling his headphones down to adjust the volume of his voice. "I'm going back to bed."
Bakugo slept soundly, falling into slumber shortly after he lay back down. Rest never seemed so good until this moment.
It's just a shame he would enjoy it for no more than ten minutes.
With the same manner as the first time, Aizawa kicked Bakugo's door open, still eating the sausage links. Bakugo nearly jumped out of his skin, sitting up while cursing. "Bakugo, this food is…" Bakugo looked on confusion.
"...incredible."
The urgency and seriousness in his teacher's voice, this early in the morning…Bakugo was simply done for the day at this point.
"I think your classmates would like some too. Meaning that I'll be asking them how their breakfast was at the start of class. I hope you catch my drift…" With that, Aizawa's head left through the peep of the door as it did earlier.
If there was anything Class 1-A remembered that day, it was Bakugo's resounding rage so early in the morning.
"Mm-MM! I gotta say Bakugo, you make some mean bacon!" Kaminari said with his mouth stuffed.
"Kaminari! Where are your manners!? Honestly, we're eating..." Yaoyorozu scolded from across the table, but her taste buds having a party caused her to participate in the same poor-mannered actions. "But I have to say Bakugo, these are the greatest biscuits I've ever had!"
"Yeah Bakugo, you could definitely cook for me any day!" Yaoyorozu's orgasmic reaction and Uraraka's winking as he handed her plate over only irked him more. "Yeah whatever morons. Who's next!? Make it snappy!" Bakugo shouted, before turning to Midoriya and holding up the number two. Izuku scrambled and reached into the fridge for more eggs.
Earlier this morning…
"GET YOUR ASS UP, YOU DAMN NERD! WE GOT WORK TO DO!" Bakugo busted through the One-for-All inheritor's room and pulled the blanket from him. "B-but I already have work assigned to me!" "YEAH!? WELL YOU GOT MORE!" Midoriya defended himself with his pillow as Bakugo continued to explode.
Yeah, that's how Midoriya's morning began. But it was nice. Bakugo's explosive way of requesting for assistance, and the two cooperating was a step in the right direction. Bakugo had even made Midoriya breakfast, but told him if he let anyone find out, he'd "blast him straight to hell."
Bakugo handed Jiro and Tokoyami their plates, making the last two Ashido and…
A smile creeped on the boy's face, turning to see the Half-Cold, Half-Hot user walk up.
"You're welcome to go first Mina." Todoroki gestured, causing Mina to heat up and freeze. "Such a gentleman Todoroki" she teased, putting on a facade as she nudged him in the arm.
The "tch!" from Bakugo didn't go unnoticed.
"But I'm all set, you first." Mina suggested, Todoroki nodding before turning to Bakugo before waiting patiently for his meal. But he didn't have to wait long surprisingly. Bakugo readied his plate and handed it to him without a word, raising suspicion. Todoroki inspected the plate, surely he did something. Wait, what was th—
"Relax, if I was gonna spit in your damn food, you would've seen it." Bakugo rolled his eyes, and Shoto was trying to figure out if he should've been grateful or disgusted.
Nonetheless, he took his seat, and Mina stepped up with a pep in her step. Bakugo turned slightly before quickly turning away. Mina wore a skimpy black tank top and short shorts. "She sleeps in that!? Where are her clothes!?" Bakugo thought to himself.
"Eyes on the prize man." Kirishima teased as he walked passed his friend, running to the fridge for water as Bakugo tried to hit him for his comment.
His sudden nervousness caused Mina to grow obliviously concerned. "Bakugo? Everything ok?" the pink girl asked, trying to see what he was doing. "What? Idiot, I'm fine. Lemme make your— wait." Bakugo put his finger to the girl's face, looking over her in devilish glee. To his delight, Todoroki never saw him dose his food with hot sauce, strategically placing it under the bulk of food. Mina turned to see him looking at Shoto, as he took his first bite.
In mere moments, Todoroki wolfed his entire glass of water down, right before cooling himself off with his quirk, and Bakugo laughed hysterically.
"D-doing alright over there Icy-hot?" Bakugo mocked as he held his stomach, signaling Midoriya for one more egg. Todoroki caught his breath before glaring at the explosion boy in irritation.
"Very funny." Todoroki slammed his foot on the floor, making a smooth ice trail as Bakugo took the egg from Midoriya's hand, pivoting back to the stove.
"Shit!" Bakugo struggled to keep his balance, dropping the egg as he regained it.
"Looks like you have some cleaning to do." Todoroki said as he stood up and grabbed his bag, walking to the door. A grand exit as his classmates laughed and clapped ovation of his comeback, Bakugo growling in irritation. "GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE, BASTARD!"
"Hey, uh, Kacchan? I think we're out of eggs." Midoriya closed the fridge.
"What!? What do you mean 'we're out'!?"
"I believe what Midoriya is trying to say is—" Iida was quickly interrupt by Katsuki, who reminded 'Four-eyes' that not all things were figurative.
"I think your classmates would like some too. Meaning that I'll be asking them how their breakfast was at the start of class. I hope you catch my drift."
Aizawa's voice chilled Bakugo's form, sending shivers down his spine. Everyone had to eat. Midoriya panicked as he knew they'd get in trouble if Mina didn't get breakfast. It was all over, their dreams of being a hero
Bakugo sighed, watching Mina turn to walk away.
"Raccoon Eyes."
Mina looked back in pouty attitude. "You know, being called that can really…" By the time she turned around, she was speechless, as she looked at Bakugo presenting her a full course meal.
He'd left his food in the oven so it wouldn't get cold: carrots and peas mixed with precision, with golden hash browns, french toast and some sausage.
"Hey, no fair. Why does Mina get a five-star meal? You and Sato can't just win over the hearts of everyone through your food!" Mineta wagged his fork, ticking Katsuki off. "They're all five stars you damn grape! Besides" Bakugo pressed the plate into Mina's stomach. "Everyone's gotta eat, Mr. Aizawa's stupid orders..." Mina took the plate of food, then looked up at him. With her eyes beaming, Bakugo never realized how nice they were, but was still irritated by her glowing and cheery expression.
"~Aww, Bakugooo~!" Mina pulled the explosive boy in for a big embrace, wrapping one of her arms around his neck while holding her treasured plate of food. A tint of red appeared across his nose and some of his classmates laughed at the boy's rare moment of shy-hood. He didn't know where to place his hands, looking foolish as he stuttered. Her rather impressive chest was mashing into his as she had to stand on the tips of her toes, and she smelled absolutely wonderful. He was almost disappointed when she released him from her torturous hold.
"You didn't have to do that. So nice!" "Yes! I did! G-get lost, idiot!" Bakugo quickly turned and threw his apron off, avoiding any more embarrassment.
As everyone enjoyed their meals, the pink girl would take her first bite.
Mina shuttered, drawing attention from everyone. Bakugo looked up in anger, slowly stopping what he was doing.
"It's...it's…" Mina couldn't express herself, everyone fearing she'd do the unthinkable: spit out Bakugo's food…
"It's like my taste buds are traveling down a river of untold euphoria~!" Mina sang in a daze.
"I didn't think Mina's vocabulary was so good…" Sato snorted. The horned girl would bark at him moments afterward for his comment.
Mina took another bite of her food, blurting out the first thing that had come to her mind.
"Mm! Y'know Bakugo, you'd make a great husband!" Jiro spit her drink out, as her friends looked at her in awe. Mina was bold to say the least.
"M-Mina!?"
"Hey you guys, I think Bakugo's blushing again!"
"Shut the hell up!" Bakugo wouldn't hear another word.
As everyone continued to enjoy their morning, time breezed past them, unseen by all except the invisible girl.
"Shoot! We're gonna be late!" A pair of gloves and shoes scurried to gather her things, causing small uproar from everyone else, as they soon followed. Bakugo and Midoriya followed as well, completely forgetting about their house arrest until Mineta pulled them back down to reality.
"Uh, and just what are you two doing?" The cocky voice came from below, as the boys looked down at their classmate who halted them with his hand. "Hey Kaminari, get a load of this: the rookies forgot they had house arrest." "Ha! You guys are priceless. But seriously, Bakugo, you gotta work on that temper man."
Midoriya chimed in. "R-rookies? But I passed my exam just like you guys. This is just because of..." He didn't fail to notice Bakugo's blazing glare.
"Exam or not, I'm still the best there is. You 'rookies' can take this time to catch up." Bakugo said calmly before returning to the kitchen with his hands in his pockets.
Midoriya looked on in shame, he shouldn't have said anything. This was a minor setback for him, but any setback for Bakugo was a big one. He said his farewells to his fellow classmates, looking back at Katsuki as he cleaned the kitchen and the dropped egg from earlier. Rivals, friends, whatever it was, he hated seeing him battle with himself like this.
Cleaning the dorms took longer than expected. They broke the work up evenly: Bakugo would do the boys' half, and Midoriya would do the girls'. At first Aizawa had limited their work to just the common area, but after All Might left for the night, his anger sparked once more. They had to clean everything.
Surprisingly, the female side was a bit messier, and Bakugo had to pick up Midoriya's slack and go over there.
"Dammit Deku, make it snappy! They'll be back any minute, and we still have to do the lobby. If that pint-sized weasel finds anymore dust, I'm gonna blow the both you off the face of the earth!"
"That's easier said than done Kacchan. Momo's room is very intricate. And I still have to get to Mina's room."
In a fit of rage, Bakugo pushed the green haired boy aside. He threw Yaoyorozu's things into corners and sections, breezing through the bulk so he could vacuum. "What the— GO MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL IDIOT! I got the rest!" Izuku snapped out of his trance in a panic before rushing to the lobby.
Bakugo attempted to open the door, but was reluctant to touch the knob. He swore he'd never step foot into this room again, but could feel worrisome eyes burning down his neck. He growled, and stepped into a room that smelled of Hershey Kisses, just as the eyes of Uraraka were made of.
"Still a slob, huh?" Bakugo snorted, sweeping through her room while respecting her privacy. He placed his jacket down on her chair, working up a sweat, and grumbled during his choirs that were so beneath him. But his emotions were all out of whack, he was sweeping too hard. "Crap!" Bakugo cursed, rocking her bedside table a bit, a fancy picture frame skidding towards his feet. Wait a sec...
"This is...!" He couldn't believe it. What did she still have this for? And so close to her bed- the lobby door! "Everyone's back, he had to hurry up!" Bakugo quickly replaced the frame and rushed out of the room, before being scolded once again.
By the time Class 1-A came back to their dormitory, they couldn't believe their eyes: everything was so clean, so nice, practically perfect. As Bakugo yelled at every individual not to drag dirt into the dorm, Aizawa inspected the place. Despite All Might's plea to be easy on them, those boys were his responsibility as well. And he was just itching to give them more work to do. However…
"Not bad." Aizawa returned to the main room, nonchalant as usual. "Tch! Not bad!? The damn place is spotless!" Bakugo turned triumphantly and walked towards his room. "You extras can thank me later, I'm heading to bed."
"Let's just hope you can keep it that way until your house arrest is up, hm?"
Bakugo stopped in his tracks, boiling as his teacher slipped into his room. "Rr! Deku…!" "W-wait what!? What did I do!?"