This year, to try something new, the Hero Association decided to hold a huge Christmas party for the Class A heroes and above, as well as executives of the Hero Association. The party took place in the bottom floor of the Hero Association HQ, and all the usuals of Christmas parties were there, such as free food, a huge Christmas tree, Christmas music blaring in the background, and lots of boring speeches.
Each hero and executive member was allowed to bring a family member or friend along if they wished. Obviously enough, Badd brought along his sister Zenko. Now, Badd had initially not planned on going to the Christmas party (mainly because of the boring speeches), but his sister absolutely insisted on going (to her, it sounded like fun), and there was nothing he wouldn't do for her, so there they were.
"Big bro!" Zenko squealed, jumping up and down in her Christmas dress. "It's Sweet Mask!"
Great, Badd thought. Indeed, the popular hero was standing on the stage, talking to some executives of the Hero Association. He was wearing a Christmas hat, and his usual pretentious smile.
"I wanna go say hi!" Zenko chirped.
"Do ya have to?" Badd asked, already getting a migraine.
Zenko glowered at him.
"Fine, ya go say hi by yerself," Badd said, giving her a nervous smile. "Big bro doesn't really wanna talk to him."
Zenko went red, clinging onto his arm. "No, big bro! I'm shy..."
Badd groaned internally. "Alright, I'll come with ya."
Meanwhile, Fubuki was putting together a plan to recruit more members into the Blizzard Group. A Class and S heroes were everywhere! This was perfect! Unfortunately, her plan was being… sidetracked… by her older sister, Tatsumaki.
"Don't leave my side, Fubuki," Tatsumaki warned, glowering down at her as she floated in the air.
"For crying out loud, Tatsumaki," Fubuki sighed. "It's a Christmas party, not a warzone."
"I don't want you to get influenced by those trashy male heroes," Tatsumaki retorted. "They're not worth our time."
Fubuki mumbled a curse and folded one of her arms, using the other to pick up a mince tart. If she wanted to successfully recruit even one hero, she'd need to distract her sister, somehow. But how was she to do that? Tatsumaki was watching her like a hawk.
"So, this is the Christmas party? There's a lot of people here."
"Indeed," Genos agreed, following Saitama as he helped himself to some Christmas themed snacks. "All heroes from Class A and above were invited, and they were given the option to bring a guest."
"Food's good," Saitama said, through a mouthful of Christmas pudding.
"Ah, Saitama!" Bang said, walking over to Master and Disciple. "Good to see you here!"
"Oh hey, old man," Saitama greeted. "'Sup?"
"Don't refer to Master Bang as 'old man', you idiot!" Bang's former top disciple, Charanko, yelled, shaking a fist.
"Huh?" Saitama asked, staring at the young man. "Who are you?"
"You know me!" Charanko yelled. "We've met three times! You impersonated me in the Super Fight Tournament!"
"Oh yeah," Saitama snapped his fingers in recognition. "You're that guy Bang kicked out of his dojo, right?"
Charanko stuffed his face with a mince tart in order not to lose his mind. This party was already terrible.
Sweet Mask, on the other hand, was having a fantastic time. This party? Such a good idea! The Hero Association was really involving the community. It was a step in the right direction! So much positivity.
"Hey, pretty boy."
Sweet Mask breathed in sharply, recognising that arrogant voice. He turned to face the Class S hero Metal Bat, who was wearing a scowl.
"Metal Bat," he greeted, calmly. "How can I help you?"
"My lil' sis wanted to say hi to ya," the younger hero grunted. Behind him was the small figure of Zenko, her face completely red.
"Ah yes, Zenko," Sweet Mask, with a smile as sweet as his name. "I remember you."
"(BIG BRO)," Zenko whispered loudly to her brother. "(HE REMEMBERS ME!)"
"Are you having a nice Christmas?" Sweet Mask asked, politely.
Zenko nodded shyly, still clinging onto her brother's pants.
"Glad to hear it," Sweet Mask said, smiling. He checked his watch. "You keep an eye on your brother, won't you?"
He walked away to speak to more executives. Zenko was still completely red.
"Well, there ya go, sis," Badd said, digging his hands in his pockets in relief. He was glad he didn't have to put up with that idiot anymore. "What do ya wanna do now?"
"I…" Zenko trailed off.
"Sis?" Badd asked, kneeling down. "What's wrong?"
"Is that… Lily?" Zenko asked, pointing to a girl in a reindeer costume.
Fubuki smirked. She knew exactly how to distract her sister!
Carefully, ever so carefully, she made her way over to Saitama, who was standing by the punch bowl and talking to… King…? Seriously, Fubuki couldn't believe that man had managed to befriend three Class S heroes like it was nothing. One of them was even his disciple!
Fubuki drew in a breath, composing herself.
"Saitama," she greeted, walking over to him.
"Oh, hey," Saitama said, casually. "You're here too?"
(Ah, yes. Fubuki sometimes forgot how… disrespectful… Saitama could be.)
"Fubuki!" Tatsumaki yelled, flying over. "What did I say about…" she stopped when she saw Saitama. "Hey you, baldy! What are you doing here? Don't you know this party is for A Class heroes and above?"
"Master Saitama is here with me as a guest," Genos explained.
"And besides, isn't your sister in Class B?" Saitama asked, gesturing to Fubuki. "She's here too."
Tatsumaki went red. "Well… I…!"
Fubuki smirked to herself. She had got her sister in, hook, line and sinker; Tatsumaki couldn't resist a good argument. Now to start recruiting in peace.
"Lily?" Badd asked, staring at the girl.
The girl turned around, jumping in fright, before proceeding to fall over. Unfortunately, she did not land on Badd's chest, as not only is that a cliche anime trope, it was also physically impossible considering he was standing a few meters away.
"You okay?" Badd asked, staring down at her.
"Um…" Lily forced herself back on two feet. "Hi, Metal Bat…"
She was dressed as Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer, but one of antlers was tilted at an awkward angle. Her costume consisted of some kind of reindeer onesie, with hooves as hands and feet, and a red nose on her face.
Badd gave her a weird look. "What are ya up to?"
"Um…" Lily tried to fix the broken antler. "So, I got a new job… and it was from the Hero Association themselves! I thought I was going to get promoted, or something really cool, but… as you can see, that's not the case…"
"What exactly are ya doin'?" Badd asked, still confused.
Lily blushed, hiding her face. "Christmas fanservice…"
"Is Poppy here?" Zenko asked, looking around.
"Surprise!" Poppy said, appearing behind her sister. She was wearing a reindeer costume as well.
"Poppy!" Zenko greeted, hugging her. "Merry Christmas!" She grinned. "I met Sweet Mask!"
"Lucky, Sweet Mask didn't want to talk to me," Poppy said, frowning.
Zenko whimpered. "Aw, Poppy, that's..."
"Don't worry about it," Poppy waved it off. "Just celebrate the Christmas spirit!"
Lily looked over at a man yelling, seeing a group of people also dressed as reindeer.
"Well, we've got to go," she said. "Enjoy the party!"
She walked off, still trying to fix the antler. Poppy chased after her.
"Well… that was… weird," Zenko commented.
"Yeah," another voice agreed. "Who even wants to see Christmas fanservice?"
"Oh, it's you," Badd grumbled, staring down at Child Emperor.
"Merry Christmas to you too, Metal Bat," Child Emperor deadpanned.
Flashy Flash was starting to get annoyed. Some Class B woman standing nearby him kept staring at him in an odd way. He believed she was Tatsumaki's younger sister, despite the fact that she looked much more mature. Whether or not she acted more mature, though, Flashy Flash was yet to judge.
"Hello," Fubuki greeted. "Flashy Flash, Class S rank 13. That's very impressive."
"Mmm," Flashy Flash replied half-hardheartedly.
"I am Blizzard of Hell, Class B rank 1," she replied. "I am the leader of a large faction known as the Blizzard Group."
"So I've heard," Flashy Flash said, more interested in the cup of fruit punch in his hand.
"My group is dedicated to helping heroes grow stronger," Fubuki explained. "Together, we'll become the most powerful group in the Association." She grinned. "Dare I say, world dominating! And we're always open to new members, regardless of Class."
"Are you trying to recruit me?" Flashy Flash asked, closing his eyes. "I have no interest in mere factions. I only work alone."
"Of course, I was only suggesting it," Fubuki said. "We are very accepting, of course."
Flashy Flash wasn't buying it of course, but it seemed the woman had turned her attention to a group of Class A heroes. He sighed. It seemed, in some ways, she was just as bad as her sister.
"You're stupid!" Tatsumaki yelled, glaring at Saitama. "Baldy! Bald egg! Overgrown toad! Baka!"
"Does she ever stop yelling?" Saitama grumbled, staring at Genos.
"Shall I tell her off?" Genos asked.
"Nah," Saitama waved his hand. "Last time you did that, you got turned into a piece of modern art."
"Stop ignoring me!" Tatsumaki shrieked. God, that bald man made her so mad! She felt like flipping the table over!
Then she realised something ghastly… her sister had walked off without her permission!
"You…!" Her face went red. "FUBUKI!"
"I have a bad feeling about this party," Child Emperor admitted. "Tornado will lose her temper or something else will happen."
"The speeches will be too boring?" Zenko suggested.
"That's likely," Child Emperor agreed.
Badd tch-ed. He'd definitely be the one causing trouble if the speeches were too boring.
Speaking of the speeches, he heard a bell going off.
"Hello, everyone!" an old man greeted, standing on the stage. "A moment of your time, please!"
"Here we go…" Child Emperor sighed.
Everyone turned their attention to the stage.
"In case you didn't know, my name is Sitch, and I'm an executive of the Hero Association," the man explained. "First of all, I want to thank you all for attending this party. This is the Hero Association's first ever official Christmas party, and it's already a huge success thanks to your participation. Secondly, I want to thank all of the heroes for your amazing work protecting the citizens this year. It's thanks to you the Hero Association is so successful, and we receive so much support. And of course, a big thank you to all the executives who put in hours of their time to help protect all of us. You have all done an incredible job, and I applaud you."
Everyone clapped and cheered. Badd, meanwhile, was already starting to get bored. He could hear two people arguing somewhere in the background, which was actually more interesting than the speech itself.
"Today, we gather to celebrate not only Christmas, but all of you," Sitch continued. "This party is dedicated to you for all of your hard work, and to celebrate our achievements. It's only been three years since the Association was founded, but you've made them the most memorable and wonderful three years there could ever possibly be. These three years have touched so many hearts. Some of my fellow executives would like to say a few words and share their stories about how they've been impacted. So… everyone give it up for… Sekingar!"
The executive known as Sekingar walked up to the stage, as the audience clapped.
"Hello, and Merry Christmas, everyone," he greeted. "As Sitch just said, my name is Sekingar, and I have been working for the Hero Association for a year now. During that time, I have met many amazing people, and learned a lot about myself and others. This year, I tried to…"
Badd tuned out, looking around the room. Behind him, he saw a furious Tornado angrily gesturing at that bald hero Saitama. Meanwhile, Fubuki was having some kind of deep conversation with the Class A hero Lightning Max.
"Big bro," Zenko whispered, tugging his hand. "Listen!"
"Yer actually listenin' to that crap?" Badd asked.
Zenko glowered at him.
"Yeah, yeah, okay," he sighed. "I'll listen."
Child Emperor, on the other hand, kept giving cautious glances to Tatsumaki.
"Yeah, something's definitely going to go wrong…" he muttered. He wondered if he should leave before all Hell broke loose.
Badd was not the only one tuning out from the speeches. Saitama wasn't listening either, though he would've preferred it over the annoying lost child angrily accusing him of 'distracting her'.
"Fubuki got away thanks to you!" Tatsumaki hissed.
"'Got away'?" Saitama asked. "What is she, your pet cat or something?"
Tatsumaki went red. "YOU STUPID BALDY!"
She used her psychic powers to flip the table over. Food went flying everywhere, like a tsunami. Unfortunately, it landed on the audience.
There was a tense silence.
…
"FOOD FIGHT!" someone yelled, throwing food at another person.
And then all Hell broke loose, food flying everywhere.
"Now this I can get behind!" Badd said, grinning. He used his bat to bat away a cake, before picking up a pie and sending it flying towards Flashy Flash.
"Incompetent," Flashy Flash said, slicing the pie with his sword. "And very embarrassing."
"Shut up, Bobby Pin!" Badd yelled, preparing to send off another pie.
"Everyone, please, calm down!" Sitch yelled into the mic. "Stop this at once!"
"What's going on?" Lightning Max asked, staring at Fubuki.
Fubuki used her powers to lift up a table and defend herself and her new friend from a barrage of mince tarts. "Chaos. We should leave."
"Leave?" Stinger, another A Class hero, responded, using his bamboo shoot to send some cream tarts flying. "No way! This just became awesome!"
Fubuki couldn't agree less. She began to wonder if this was all her fault. If she hadn't left Tatsumaki alone... no, she couldn't blame herself. It was her sister's fault, as always.
"Master!" Genos yelled, as Tatsumaki threw a Christmas pudding at Saitama.
"Huh?" Saitama asked. He caught the pudding in mid-air. "Oh, cool. Thanks."
"DAMN YOU!" Tatsumaki screamed. She picked up whatever she could find, including people, and started throwing them at Saitama. King whimpered from his hiding place under the table.
I wanna go home... he thought.
"AHH! HEY!" Charanko shouted, surrounded by psychic energy. "PUT ME DOWN!"
Tatsumaki ignored him, chucking him at Saitama. Saitama moved out of the way, causing Charanko to land in the middle of a chocolate fountain.
"Stop throwing things at my master, you impudent brat!" Genos yelled, pulling out his incineration cannon.
"Whoa, Genos," Saitama waved his hand. "Don't use that. You'll blow the whole place up."
Genos tch-ed, and instead, picked up an entire roast chicken. He threw it at Tatsumaki, which unfortunately, only made her madder.
"Don't get involved, you overgrown bucket of bolts!" she yelled, picking Genos up with her powers and throwing him aside.
Genos crash-landed into the people dressed as reindeer, most of which were hiding behind tables and using them as shields. They all screamed and ran away. Except for Lily and her sister, who gave Genos a concerned look.
"Mr. Demon Cyborg!" Lily said, kneeling down next to him. "Are you okay?"
"That brat Tornado…" he grumbled. "This is all her fault."
"I love her now," Poppy declared. "This food fight is awesome!"
"No, Poppy," Lily shook her head. "No it's not."
"BASTARD!" Badd yelled, throwing a roast turkey at Flashy Flash.
"I'm not going to get involved in this nonsense," Flashy Flash sighed, avoiding the turkey. "I'm going home."
"YOU CAN'T RUN FROM ME!" Badd raged. Then his expression softened when he heard his sister crying.
He kneeled down beside her. "Zen… what's wrong?"
"Someone spilled punch over my dress…" she sobbed. It was true, the fruity punch was covering her fancy Christmas-themed dress.
"I'll kill 'em," her brother promised, making a fist. "No one's gonna make you cry and get away with it, understand? Who did this?"
Zenko pointed to Tatsumaki.
"I knew this would happen," Child Emperor said, staring at Sitch. "You can't keep Tatsumaki in a room full of food and people and expect her to behave!"
Sitch cursed. He returned to the microphone.
"Everyone!" he yelled, as authoritatively as he could. "Stop!"
Of course, no one listened, and the fighting got worse.
"Are you serious?" Sitch asked, putting his face in his palm. "What are we supposed to do?"
He tried to ignore the dark presence behind him. Oh no. It… was him. And he was mad.
"STUPID. OVERGROWN. BALDY!" Tatsumaki screeched, throwing an entire table at Saitama.
"Can you just give it up?" Saitama asked, smashing the table in half with his fist. "You're making a huge mess. Oh, by the way, Metal Knight's behind you."
"What?" Tatsumaki asked, spinning around. She raised her hand, catching Badd in mid-air, about to swing his bat onto her head.
"PUT ME DOWN YOU LITTLE PUNK!" he yelled. "YER GONNA PAY FOR GETTING PUNCH ON MY SISTER'S DRESS!"
Tatsumaki rolled her eyes, sending him into the chocolate fountain with Charanko. She turned back to Saitama, but he was gone.
Her anger increased to the next level. The entire building felt the wrath of her power, causing the floor tiles to crack.
"BALDYYYYYY!" Tatsumaki screamed.
"ENOUGH!" a voice boomed.
The voice belonged to Sweet Mask. His voice was so terrifying everyone stopped, and turned their attention towards him. His face was covered in veins, and his eyes had turned red.
"Is this how you think distinguished heroes should be behaving?!" he demanded. "You're all acting like little children!"
"Hey," Child Emperor grumbled.
"You should all be ashamed of yourselves!" Sweet Mask ranted. "This behaviour is absolutely unacceptable! Christmas is supposed to be a time of peace and love, and look what you're doing! If you all think this how a hero should act, then you should all retire at once!"
Tatsumaki glared at him. "Hey, who said you could-"
"I don't want to hear it from you, Tornado!" Sweet Mask shouted. "This party is dispersed! All of you, leave at once, and think about what you've-"
A pie suddenly landed on his face. The entire room was dead silent.
"Who. Threw. This?" Sweet Mask asked calmly, but his eyes were blood-red.
"It… was me!" Zenko said, standing up.
Everyone gasped.
"Zenko!" Badd shouted, shoving Charanko off him.
Sweet Mask nearly choked. "You… why you…"
"Aren't parties all about having fun?" Zenko asked. "I think… I think we should be allowed to have food fights and mess around. Because that's what parties are. They're about… having fun!"
Everyone murmured in agreement.
Sweet Mask frowned. "Well… I… that's true, but…"
"And since all the heroes work so hard, they deserve some time off!" Zenko added. "Besides, it's Christmas! Now, more than ever, is about spending time with friends and family and having fun!"
A chorus of 'yeahs' and 'that's true' came from the crowd. There was a lot of cheering as well.
Sweet Mask sighed. He wasn't going to yell at one of his fans. "Oh… very well, child. You make a good point. If you all want to have fun… then… just this once… go ahead."
There was another silence.
"THE FOOD FIGHT CONTINUES!" someone shouted. And sure enough, food began flying everywhere once again.
Badd pulled his sister into his arms, tears in his eyes.
"That was the best speech I've ever heard," he told her.
"That was the only speech you've ever actually listened to, big bro," Zenko retorted.
Badd smiled, still crying and hugging her. "I'm so proud of you…"
Zenko sighed, hugging him back. "Merry Christmas, big bro."
"Yeah," Badd grinned. "Merry Christ- AUGHHH!"
Flashy Flash had thrown a huge pie at his face. Badd spat out some cranberries, glaring at him.
"DAMN YOU, BOBBY PIN!" he yelled. "WE WERE HAVIN' A MOMENT!"
Flashy Flash gave him the tiniest of smirks before dashing off.
"GET BACK HERE!" Badd yelled, chasing after him.
A/N: Well, this happened. XD I actually wrote another Christmas chapter, but it turned out badd (ha ha geddit), so I decided to write this instead. Writing for this fanfic can be very difficult sometimes, IDK why. The reviewer An Preson Peepul gave me the idea for the party, and then I thought… what if the Hero Association had a Christmas party? And so, here we are. Hope you enjoyed it! That aside, I hope you have a good Christmas, or if you don't celebrate Christmas, Happy Holidays! And of course, thank you so much for reading! Just like Sitch said in his speech about the Hero Association not being possible without support, this story wouldn't be possible without your support. So once again, thank you. :D