Whoa, wait. Didn't I just post a chapter last week?

Yes, yes I did, and this one somehow ended up being even longer than the last one.

Anyway, consider this my apology for vanishing for over a month and enjoy this super fluffy chapter.

Ojiro honestly had no idea how to react to this whole situation, but somehow, he'd found himself hidden inside the boys locker room with Sero and Kirishima.

He'd just gone there to check if he left his charger in there. He hadn't even been looking for either of them, unlike some of his other classmates who'd been curious as to where they'd run off to after a minor argument with Kaminari. Apparently, from what Hagakure had told him anyway, the electricity quirk user had played a prank on his group of friends a week or so ago by somehow getting a couple of the support students to help him set up water balloon catapults in their lockers. Ojiro didn't even know Kaminari had friends in the support department, and yet, it didn't really surprise him all that much either.

His success varied from person to person. Kirishima and Sero both gotten nailed, Sero being the first to open his, and thus, unsuspecting, while Kirishima didn't even think about the implications and took a water balloon straight to the face. Ashido and Bakugou found them still standing by their lockers, completely drenched.

When Ashido opened hers, she barely manage to duck in time as the balloon whizzed past her head, splashing against the wall behind her. She looked back up at the boys with an intensity that was entirely unnecessary for their predicament, and all four of them slowly turned their gazes towards Bakugou's unopened locker. Bakugou glared at it as if he was expecting it to suddenly come to life and try to eat him(Hagakure words, not his) before slowly opening it from the side with the hinges and watching as the balloon shot harmlessly passed him and into the wall.

Expect that Kaminari had probably been expecting him to dodge it, so for some reason, it didn't immediately pop, and instead bounced off the wall and somehow smacked straight into the back of Ashido's head.

As the four of them walked into class, wheezing could be heard from Kaminari's seat as he excitedly examined his handiwork. Even if Bakugou had gotten away Scott free, it was still three out of four and according to Kaminari, it was still a passing grade, d***it!

This ended up being the catalyst for a brutal week long prank war amongst the majority of the Bakusquad. At first, due to recent events, it was Kaminari verses the world, dealing with tape traps and fake bugs being thrown at him, and even a pie to the face at one point after a long night of competitive gaming. On the plus side, according to Kaminari, the pie was delicious.

And Kaminari didn't back down either. He brought his A-game to the table, using every resource he could get his hands on to fight back, from messing with the lights in Ashido's bedroom and convincing her it was haunted, to borrowing a few of Mineta's sticky balls to give Sero a taste of his own medicine, and even "hiring" a few kids from other classes to aid him in a silly string battle. Long story short, things got out of hand rather quickly.

Eventually, however, about halfway through the week, the alliance crumbled, and the other three turned on each other. Sero taped Kirishima's crocs to the ceiling(and apparently local closet fashionista Bakugou had offered to pay him to leave them up there forever), Kirishima slipped red dye into Ashido's shampoo, turning her hair a bright salmon color for a day(Kirishima is kind, so it was easily removable), and Ashido went so far as to bubble wrap Sero's desk(he, Kirishima, and Jirou spent the entire homeroom class popping it).

Throughout the entire ordeal, Bakugou remained the only neutral party, choosing to stay out of it rather than get involved, with the exception of the occasional assist(where do you think Kirishima got that pie from?). Of course, that didn't stop the others from trying and failing to prank him a few times, as he outsmarted them every time. They only stopped after one incident where Ashido had thrown a plastic spider at him as hard as she could. Seeing an unexpected projectile from his peripheral vision, especially with all the trauma that he's had to deal with, probably actually startled him, because he retaliated with a small explosion that launched the fake arachnid right back at her. The hot plastic smacked her on her left lower forehead, nearly taking her eye out and leaving a nasty little burn mark where it struck. It was clearly an accident, because the explosion user, though still rough about it, became unnervingly apologetic towards her for the rest of the day. She did get a really nice dinner out of it, though.

By the end of the week, the war had died down, and things seemed to be getting back to normal for the rowdiest members of class 1-A, until Kaminari claimed that out of everyone, he was obviously the ultimate prankster. Sero and Kirishima seemed to disagree, and this is what led to the aforementioned argument before the latter two disappeared.

Well, here they were. Hiding in the locker room.

"Um, what are you two even doing here?"

Kirishima and Sero's head snapped in his direction, a split second look of panic in their eyes before they both deflated in relief. Kirishima lightly chuckled. "Dude, don't sneak up on people like that. I thought you were Aizawa-sensei for a second."

"A better question," Sero interjected, "would be what are you doing here?"

"I mean, it's really not, but sure." Ojiro sighed, slipping passed them to search his locker. Rustling could be heard behind him as his classmates got back to whatever they were doing in the first place.

He then realized that his hero suit was missing and had at some point been replaced with a completely different one.

Blinking, Ojiro looked around, making complete sure that this was his locker. After a moment of confusion, he glanced behind him at the sound of Sero snorting.

"Uh," Ojiro started. "You guys wouldn't happen to know what happened to my costume, would you?"

The other two heroes-in-training looked at each other, having some sort of telepathic conversation for a moment, before turning back to him, both grinning. Sero began to snicker. "If you promise not to say anything, we'll let you in on it."

For a moment, Ojiro had a very bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. However, the concern slowly died away somewhat at the idea that Kirishima wouldn't be invested in anything harmful or dangerous that didn't involve hero stuff, so he simply sighed, nodded, and stared at them expectantly.

Kirishima started giggling like a middle school girl. "So, you know about that whole prank thing with Kaminari, right?"

Ojiro nodded slowly as Sero spoke up. "Yeah, well we decided that it would be pretty great to maybe, you know, knock him down a few pegs."

Sero snorted. "If he's so great with pranks, then he would have thought of something like this already, right?"

As Kirishima and Sero smiled at each other resolutely, Ojiro continued to stare at them incredulously. "So wait, one of your friends says that he the best at something."

"Yep."

"And you guys are setting out to tease him about it."

"Yeah." "Uh-huh."

There was a beat of silence. "Why can't you guys do something like this with Bakugou!?"

"He's my best friend! Why would I want to?"

"I just want to live 'til graduation."

Ojiro chuckled. "Okay, yeah. Fair enough, I guess... But what about after?"

A loud snrrrk. "I'll probably tape him to the ceiling with Kiri's crocs or something."

"You still haven't given those back!"

"Fifty bucks, dude!"

"Anyway," Ojiro stressed. "You said something about a prank. Care to explain?"

Sero started laughing, ignoring Kirishima's ongoing complaining. "Well, I just thought that if you really want to be a prank master, you gotta go a step further. So, why not pull an entire class wide prank!"

Ojiro's eyebrows shot up. "Class wide?"

"Well," Kirishima interrupted. "Not the girls. Sneaking into their locker room would be super unmanly of us."

"Ashido is actually in on this, so she could probably sneak in with someone and swap them herself." Swap?

"That's actually not a bad idea! Hey, Ojiro, Hagakure would play along with this, right?"

"Um, you still haven't told me what you're doing."

Kirishima's giggling returned. "Oh, right. So, I'm not gonna lie. This was mostly Sero's idea. You know how we're all going on a big class field trip to a sidekick training retreat tomorrow?"

"Yeah..."

"Well," he continued, trying and failing to contain his laughter. "We thought it would be funny if we switched everyone's costumes around! We'll all be splitting up afterward, and our outfits will be stored away and delivered to us on sight, so they wouldn't be able to do anything about it! Wouldn't that be hilarious?!"

Ojiro felt another sigh of relief escape him. Though it was definitely the large scale prank that they wanted to pull, it seemed pretty harmless in comparison to what it could be. He's also really glad that he's the one that discovered them in the act, because he couldn't imagine the embarrassment of whoever would have ended up with his costume.

In fact, now that he's looking back at it, that is totally Kaminari's hero costume in his locker, isn't it? Wow.

"Sooooo... Since I know about this now..., can you guys, you know, not swap mine?"

Sero sighed. "D***it. Well, I guess it's only fair. We're at an odd number now, though."

"Would anyone even be able to fit Mineta's costume?"

"The suit stretches. They could squeeze in. Hey, let's give that one to Kaminari!"

The two boys chatted excitedly as Ojiro watched them get to work on going from locker to locker looking through costumes and deciding on which ones would be the best switches.

"I have an idea! Why don't we switch each other's outfits, too? That way, they wouldn't know it was us!"

"As good of a strategy as that is, I am not putting my lanky a** in your stripper outfit."

"Oh, come on! It's not that bad!"

"You know what would be amazing?" Sero suddenly asked, dropping their last conversation entirely. "If we swapped Blasty's costume with Midoriya's."

Ojiro choked on air. "How about you don't do that!"

From there, Kirishima and Sero were able to swap several costumes. Rikidou and Kouda's, Tokoyami and Todoroki's, and several other fun combinations. Ojiro couldn't help but sigh at the fun that the two were having at such a silly activity. He's very glad when they put his own costume back in its rightful place.

"What are we gonna do about Shoji?" Kirishima asked.

"We could switch him with Iida. I think the armor on his arms could be removed."

"The f*** are you doing?"

The entrance was so abrupt that all three of them jumped, Ojiro himself tripping and falling flat on his face. He didn't even look like he wanted to commit mass homicide at the moment, but unless you were more than just an acquaintance, Bakugou's resting b**** face could still be absolutely terrifying, especially when the light streaming in from the hallway shadowed his face so perfectly.

Sero recovered first. "Oh, you know, man. Just screwing around is all."

Bakugou's stared at both of them, his expression mostly unreadable as he switched between them before he suddenly looked directly at Ojiro, a single eyebrow shooting upward as if questioning his presence. Ojiro could only shrug in exasperation, because honestly, this whole situation was ridiculous and all he wanted was his phone charger. Thankfully, the explosive blonde seemed to accept that response, turning back to his (probably) actual friends before his gaze fell to their hands and his face contorted back into his familiar scowl.

"With my costume?"

Ojiro looked back at them and came very close to actually laughing out loud. Indeed, currently in Sero's arms was Bakugou's hero costume, his gauntlets on the floor next to his feet. While Sero looked like a deer-in-the-headlights, Kirishima only chuckled, which was easy for him to do since quirk-wise, he's Bakugou's perfect counter.

"Ah." Sero said dumbly. "Wonder how that got there."

"It's fine, Sero. Bakugou's not gonna tattle on us, right Blasty?"

"If you don't give me a reason to, then what the h*** do I care?"

"See?"

Sero sighed, a small smile gracing his features as he put the costume back in its correct locker. "All right, man. Here's what's going on."

Explaining their plans to Bakugou went a lot smoother than expected, as if they'd been trained in his language and knew exactly how to communicate without him blowing up at them. It left Ojiro almost impressed, though even he was getting better at interacting with the guy. Just not this well. He couldn't imagine just walking up to him and throwing an arm around his shoulders without asking like Kirishima was doing.

All of them stiffened at the sound of more footsteps, and Ojiro suddenly blanched.

That sounded like teachers. One of the voices was definitely All Might's, but he didn't even get the chance to listen for who the other one was before Bakugou and Kirishima were both peering through the doorway.

"Well, s***." Sero hissed, looking over the absolute mess that the locker room was at the moment. There was no hiding any of this if the teachers passed by.

"What do we do?!" Kirishima whispered harshly, looking to Sero for answers and finding none.

Bakugou's gaze seemed to be fixated on one of the benches, but Ojiro missed where he was looking before he glanced back to the hallway. After a long, intense pause, listening as the footsteps grew louder and louder, Bakugou huffed, stepping out into the hallway.

"Dude, what are you doing!?" Sero asked through his teeth.

Bakugou immediately shushed him, signaling for them to move back deeper into the room. "If I find someone else's d*** costume in my case after this, there will be h*** to pay."

Before they could question him any further, he was leaning against the opposite wall and pulling out his phone, seemingly playing something on it and resolutely ignoring the room in front of him as if nothing was amiss whatsoever.

As the footsteps rounded the corner, Bakugou pushed himself off the wall and slowly wandered towards where the sound was coming from.

"Oh, Young Bakugou!" All Might called out, his steps very minutely speeding up.

"Hah?" Bakugou practically snarled, and Ojiro had to agree with Kouda. His poker face was incredible.

The footsteps stopped. "I've been meaning to speak with you, actually. It's about...that thing I mentioned a while back."

Ojiro had absolutely no clue what he was talking about, but he could somewhat see Bakugou's profile from where he was hiding, and from the way that Bakugou's eyebrows shot up above his hairline, it must have been important.

"The sense thing, or the other thing?" he asked carefully.

"The sense thing, my boy." All Might answered with a chuckle. "I've been meaning to have a more in depth conversation with you about it and haven't gotten the chance until now. You do have a moment, don't you?"

Bakugou shrugged. "I guess."

"So, I take it I am unneeded, then." From the sounds of it, the other teacher turned out to be Snipe.

"Yes, everything is taken care of. Thanks anyway, Snipe." All Might said as Snipe's footsteps could be heard moving in the opposite direction, earning huge sighs of relief from Kirishima and Sero.

"So, we chatting in the teacher's lounge or something?"

"That would be preferred. You can go ahead of me if you'd like. I came here in the first place because I need to collect something from your class's locker room."

Their breaths hitched, Kirishima and Sero glancing at each other in panic, while Ojiro tried to remember how he'd even gotten into this situation in the first place. Oh yeah, because his phone died. Of course, his two classmates were acting as if they were next on the chopping block, though he doubted the Symbol of Peace was going to do much more than lightly scold them. It was Aizawa finding out being taken down with them that he was scared of.

All things considered, he couldn't help but be impressed with how in character Bakugou was staying in this situation. "What the h*** would you have left in the locker room? Why would you have even been in there?"

"Heh. I may have been speaking with Young Midoriya and my teaching book must have fallen out of my pocket. I believe I know where it is, so it should only take me a moment."

"Or it f***ing isn't there and it'll take forever, old timer."

"I'm not that old-."

"I'll get it. You go on ahead. I'm faster than you, so I'd just end up wasting my time waiting for you to catch up."

All Might was silent for a moment. "It really isn't a problem-."

"You're wasting my time right now. Go. I'll meet you there."

Silence returned, leaving the three boys in the locker room with bated breath before booming laughter made them all jump out of their skin. "Bakugou, my boy! I can see that you're learning slowly but surely!"

"The f*** does that mean, a**hole!?" was his knee-jerk response, though All Might didn't seem to mind.

"Very well! Then I will meet you in the teacher's lounge!" All Might announced before turning on his heel and marching off, just a little bit more chipper than he was a moment ago. Bakugou let out a breath that none of them realized he was holding as he strode back into the locker room towards the bench that he'd been fixated on not too long ago, picking up what looked like a small handbook of some kind.

"'Teaching for Dummies'. Is he f***ing serious?" he growled to himself before turning back and heading out. Just as he reached the entryway, he shot a dangerous glare at his two friends. "You're f***ing welcome."

"We owe you one, man!" Kirishima chirped, Sero with his trademark grin plastered on his face.

"Just don't touch my costume."

True to their word, they left him out of it, leaving him and Ojiro himself off the hook from their little class prank. Once everything was settled, the two dashed off, leaving Ojiro to stare after them as they laughed like they were infamous criminals getting away with the ultimate forgery. He couldn't help but face palm.

He would later find out that Sero had in fact gone to Ashido and gotten her and Hagakure to mess with the girls' hero outfits, and before they knew it, personnel had gone in, encased and labeled everything, and shipped it off for tomorrow's trip.

The next day, having arrived at their destination, Ojiro couldn't help his shocked excitement when Aizawa and All Might were told that their costumes had somehow gotten all mixed up and All Might basically just told them to roll with it.

He wasn't gonna lie. Seeing Asui in Jirou's costume and Iida in Shoji's was hysterical. Despite finding out what happened and being stuck in a ridiculously tight purple spandex suit, Kaminari, as the good sport he is, absolutely owned it, playing along as if he were the greatest hero who ever lived and proclaiming the name Grapebolt, fricking Grapebolt, in an All Might-esque fashion for all the world to see. Mineta would later say that he should have called himself Charge Juice, to which Kaminari nearly choked and had giggling fits over for the next two days or so.

At some point, a couple of the original combinations got switched around, leaving Midoriya in Tokoyami's costume and unsure of what to do with himself. It didn't help any that they had given poor Uraraka Yaoyorozu's suit, which had both of them beet red whenever around each other for weeks afterward. At least Yaomomo knew how to make her cloak.

In the end, it ended up making for some very interesting training the first day. All Might had decided to test them, having them handle a staged villain attack with civilians and see if they can adapt to their strange situations. As heroes, they would come across some interesting predicaments and they need to be ready for anything. Midoriya could only kick because Tokoyami's cloak hid his arms. Yaoyorozu could only create things with her hands since Uraraka's costume covered so much. Iida had to run in nothing but socks since Shoji's boots wouldn't fit over his engines.

Meanwhile, the six who had their own costumes were left to their own devices, and Ojiro had to agree with Hagakure that hanging out while watching the absolute chaos that Kirishima and Sero had caused from afar was immensely entertaining.

"Man, and I thought that we wouldn't get away with it." Kirishima laughed. "They could have just switched their costumes back and gone about their day."

"Yeah. I wonder how All Might even got that idea." Sero chuckled. "This is amazing."

There was a loud snort and Ojiro turned to see Bakugou hiding his face. Ashido put two and two together instantly. "It was you!?"

"...I may or may not have warned him ahead of time that I saw a couple pieces of equipment moved around and gave him the idea of improv."

All three squad members present(plus Hagakure) burst out laughing, Ojiro with a grin on his face despite himself. With a smirk of his own, Bakugou seemed more pleased with himself than anything.

"Hey, Blasty." Kirishima called, pointing towards Todoroki stuck in Aoyama's costume and saying something about 'prince charming' in a hushed voice before Ojiro watched the walls crumble before his very eyes and Bakugou suddenly start wheezing with laughter, quickly hiding his face in his hands from prying eyes. Ashido was coughing while Sero tried to get him to open back up, being given a clear f*** off for his troubles.

And yet, the lack of animosity was clear as day.

"They're such great friends!" Hagakure cheered through her own laughter, and Ojiro couldn't possibly disagree.

Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be a long anticipated POV, so stay tuned!