This Is my first story on MHA enjoy :)
One Month Before Hero Test
Citizenship Card
Name
Franky Flam
Born
In Sapporo, Japan
March 9th 1998
Current Location
Los Angeles U.S.A
Home For American Heros
Former Job
Hero
Age
15 years old
Traits
Has a thing for Speedos and Hawaiian Shirts
Franky is a younger version of himself (15 years old to be exact). He is waiting In-Front of the principles office quite nervous knowing what's going to happen once he arrives.
Little Boy: !
Franky: "Gulp" Yes sir?
Little Boy: Come Into My Office Now! He yelled walking past Franky.
Hero Name
Little Boy
Number 1 Hero Of America
Born
In Witchita, Kansas
October, 31st, 1930
83 Years Old
Looks
He's 10 Foot 6 Inches Tall
With Sliver-Greenish Hair
Quirk: Radiation
Has the power to heat objects and people with radiation,
but it drains his body of calories
Job
Currently Running A Top Hero school in Los Angeles
Franky: "Yes sir," he said doing a salute.
They then walked into Little Boy's office and sat on a chair in front of his desk. The desk was made of high-quality wood with a small desk tree on it.
Little Boy: Do You Know Why You Are Here, Franky! he yelled sitting into his comfy chair.
Franky: Yes sir, but it's not my fau-
Little Boy: SILENCE! He roared.
You Are The Most Incompetent Of All The Students Under My Roof!
Even Though You Don't Have A Quirk, You Still Party Like A Star Student!
All You Seem Capable Of Is Working On Your Own Body! He said prodding his metal arms.
The Giant then coughed up some flem, pounding his chest in the process.
Little Boy: However, I Do See Potential In You Kid, That's Why I'm Giving You 2 Options!
1. You Stay Here, Could Work In A Grocery Store, Could Be A Silly Little Wage Monkey Like The Rest Of The World
OR
2. "I Can Give This," he said waving what looked like a plane ticket in front of Franky. This My Subordinate Is Either The Ticket To Salvation, Or Your Doom! A One Way Flight To Musutafu, Japan Where-
Franky: "That's where U.A is!" he said with stars in his eyes.
Little Boy: "Humph, You Know You're Stuff Kid, Yes It's A One Way-Ticket To The Japenese Hero Course!" he said giving it to him before pulling it away. "But If You Fail You'll Be Stuck There, Forever! HAHAHAHA!" Grah Grah Grah!"
Little Boy then coughed more and drank some mystery juice from a desk drawer.
Little Boy: So Those Are You're Options Punk, Which One Do You Want?!
Franky didn't hesitate one second in his answer...
Franky: "U...A...Bab...ay!" He yelled jumping on the desk and doing a victory dance
Little Boy: HAHAHAHAHA! That's The Way, Here You Go Bub! he said handing Franky his ticket.
Franky did a salute to his former principal and said...
Franky: "Thank you sir, I won't let you down!" he said running back to his dorm.
Little Boy: "Ah, Hope I Didn't Waste 300 Dollars On That Punk!" he said pulling up newspaper.
Franky ran into the dorms and grabbed his backpack and put his toothbrush, hammers, and a photo frame (Which showed an old picture of his family) in. He then was walking out of the dorm when...
REJECT!
Franky was blasted back into a bunk-bed denting it.
Franky: Argh! What are you doing here?!
Christopher: "Nothing much having some fun that's all." he said with a coy smile.
Hero Name
Beast Buster (Christopher Crats)
Ranked Number 5 In Franky's former Class
Born
In Chicago, Illinois
January, 25th, 1999
14 Years Old
Looks
He's 5 Foot 2 Inches Tall
Jet-Black Hair With Scrapes all over his body
Quirk: Reject
Has the power to temporarily move his palm at high speeds,
but could break his bones.
Franky: Leave me alone Crats I'm not a student here anymore.
Christopher: Well, that's grrreat for me that means I can bully you all I want and no one will stop me!
Franky: "Baka, that would make me a citizen, and you're supposed to protect citizens." he said walking past Crats.
Christopher: What?! Aw Man my brain hurts! Screw You Franky!
Many Hours Later
After many hours in bad L.A Traffic, Franky, at last, made it to Los Angeles International Airport and took the plane to Hokonji International Airport.
After a long 18 hour flight Franky arrived in Japan in the early morning.
Franky: "Oh man, that was serious Jetlag," he said rubbing his head.
Pulling out his phone he checked to see how far away U.A was from the hotel.
Franky: WOW, it's only ten miles away...
SUPER!
One of the airport officers saw Franky doing his super pose and walked up to him to ask what was wrong.
Officer: 熱中症はありますか？(Sir do you have a heat stroke?)
Franky turned to the officer a bit confused and said...
Franky: What?
Officer: 熱中症はありますか? (I said do you have heat stroke?)
Franky blinked for a few seconds and then it hit him...
Franky: I Can't Speak Japanese! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
He then ran out of the airport confusing the officer.
Officer: Oh wait I think he was an American, oops.
After making his way out of the airport, Franky managed to walk into a perfectly awesome scrapyard.
Franky: "Oh Wow this super!" he said picking up an old car hood. " Can't believe these people left all this stuff, Wow an Intact Radiator!" he said with stars in his eyes.
"I think there's so much stuff here, I could build a wicked house here," he said pulling out a hammer.
Alright, Let's Build!
Thus an epic building montage commenced Franky scrapped many cars, to build the walls, old sailboats for the floors, and somehow an old fast-food joint had what seemed like a Cresent-Moon in the scrap yard. But Franky thought it was cool, so he slapped on the roof of his large shack.
After many hours and working till dusk, the house was finally done, looking quite a bit like the One Piece Franky House minus the windmill, the two claws, and waterwheel on the sides of the house.
Franky was standing on the balcony of his new house, when he saw a green-haired shrimp carrying trash into his new front yard.
Izuku: "Man this dump looks a lot cleaner than it did yesterday," said Izuku heaving in a massive refrigerator. I could've sworn I moved 10 refrigerators, 5 washing machines, 20 hand baskets, 50 barrels, maybe 14 office chairs here last we- AHHHhhhhh!
Franky landed right in front of a mumbling Izuku, knocking up the dirt in the process.
Franky: Caught Yea you little twearp!
Izuku: Ahhhh don't kill me I'm not that worth killing, you see I'm moving all this trash to have a nice space on the beach and All Mi-.
Franky: "Shadup!" lifting Izuku. "Quit Mumbling and tell me why you're moving all this trash here, and you better have a good one, or ill throw you so hard you'll end up in the ocean!
Izuku: Well hair you see, I'm just trying to clean the beach for my quirk training.
Franky: Cleaning the beach huh, hmm, that does sound like a good reason and why the heck are you moving all this trash into a scrapyard.
Izuku was speechless at the inherent stupidity at what Franky just said. Building up some Izuku responded shakily...
Is it because it's a place where scraps supposed to go?
Franky: NO! That's just what big scrap wants you to think, You see this...!
Franky pulled out a map showing the street views of the surrounding area.
This blue dot is where we are, and this grey stuff on the edge is where the ocean is. Most lazy people you see, will move their trash to a former scrapyard like this not thinking about what happens to it.
Well if most people simply thought a bit more they could move half a mile farther away to a recycling center to have this here refrigerator turned into a new bicycle for a little girl or a golf club for a businessman.
"Get The Point!" he said shaking Izuku like a seaweed edition of Raggedy Ann.
Izuku: Yes, I think I get sir.
Franky: Don't Call me Sir im 15!
Izuku was not about to be shaken around again and lifted the fridge out of there as fast as he could.
But as he was leaving, Franky was curious enough to ask...
Franky: Hey Shirmp, by any chance are you signing up for the Hero Exam for U.A?
Izuku turned around and said...
Yea of course, why?
Franky: No reason, just remember the name...
FRANKY!
As he did his signature pose!
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Bonus
Izuku was just standing there at the entrance to the scrapyard, Watching Franky with his shirt flowing, hands together in a pose, and in nothing but a speedo.
Izuku then slowly backed away with his fridge and mentally wrote a note to himself...
Izuku: Mental Note Izuku, never talk to strangers in speedos, otherwise they will lecture to you about the importance of recycling.