Summary: Squad costumes!
"Can't wait for you to see your costume we picked out for the group outfit-"
"No."
Kaminari blinked rather owlishly. He raised a single eyebrow at Bakugou, said person was frowning at him. Though, there isn't any real malice behind it. This is cause for a smirk to form on the boy's face. "Aw c'mon Sparkplug, it's not a group costume without the entire group." He's speaking in a sing-song tone by then. Feeling brave, he even sat down next to Bakugou and swung an arm over his shoulder. Bakugou grunted, but didn't acknowledge him any further. Their three other friends all crowded around the pair as well. Ready to convince Bakugou that he just had to join them in this endeavour.
"Pleaaaase!" Ashiod whined, not unlike a younger sibling denied chips at a convenient store. "These costumes weren't cheap!." And they weren't. 5 of these monsters really hurt the budget of the group. Made their pockets lighter though. This girl even went as far as to clap her hands in a mimic prayer to appear pleading. As she was.
And while the all-mighty Bakugou side glanced her. He held back a chuckle and clicked his tongue. "Over my dead body." It was a real deal, a retort to keep up his reputation. You know, because that's totally a 24/7 job. Not. His crowd of friends exploded with protest and pleds.
"Just for the record," Bakugou growled from inside his copy of the costume, "I hate all of you." His declaration went ignored by his equally in proportion ecstatic friends. Each don a costume of an inflated dinosaur. It appeared to be a Tyrannosaurus rex, but it was a generic looking design. Bakugou was not assumed. Not at all.
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