"Very nice! Good work all around. Your heroes in my eyes every one of you!" Warmly, an old woman's voice rings out making us all perk up at the voice, turning to the old woman trotting over, using her staff to make her way slowly over to us.
"If that isn't patronizing, I don't know what is." Snippily, I remark under my breath, furrowing my brow at the sight of the innocent old bat.
"Here reward yourselves have some gummies." Merrily, she smiles passing me some gummies making me furrow my brow at the sight.
"You got cherry or cola?" Hopeful, I ask.
"Those are the unhealthy flavours." She scolds me.
"Those are the only good flavours." Fairly, I counter.
"Don't eat them all at once okay?" Sweetly, she smiles.
"That mademoiselle, she's the heart of U.A." The French guy from before points out.
"Oh my goodness you were hurt this badly by your own quirk sonny. Give me some sugar!" Stunned, I watch gaping as she smooches Midoriya, his battered, bruised, beaten arm and legs curling back to normal.
"What is she doing?" One of the guys asks watching.
"You're watching a school nurse in action." Arrogantly, Frenchie proclaims.
"It's good you have friends, especially one to keep saving you like that." Tenderly, she turns to smile at me.
This is weird right? This is so weird; I mean where's the consent? Baffled, I gape at her having no clue what to make of the old woman.
"And my dear if you want I could talk to some people to get you some spare clothes." She tells me making me sigh bowing my head when noting a few of the boys turn ruby red making my eye twitch at them going gaga.
"That would be appreciated." Attentively, I smile a forced one twitching at the nerve of the old hag revealing that, now the guys aren't going to leave me alone!
"The youthful heroine, recovery girl." Frenchie proclaims. Should she be called heroine though? I furrow my brow she is in the medical field and to be called a hero with…
"She's the only reason U.A can hold these reckless exams. Look she's saving him months of recovery time." Frenchie continues telling the observers.
"All right he'll be fine now anyone else injured?" She turns to the others as she goes about her rounds while we leave, the exam having finally ended and to my surprise Midoriya stands, taking off his jacket.
"Here you need this more than me." Softly, he smiles down at me.
"Thanks." Thankful, I nod my head at him, putting it on ignoring the selfish eyes upon us.
"Think of it as payment for saving my butt." Nervously, he laughs.
"I'll be sure to return it," I assure him.
"So that little brat saw what was underneath?!" Seething, my father glowers, slamming his fist on the table, cracks spewing out from the lone hit-making my sister and I sweatdrop.
"That's what you got out the story?" Disappointed, I sigh shaking my head at my fool of a father.
"He touched my princess!" Dramatically, my brother wails to the high heavens.
"He did none of that." Unimpressed, I correct him.
"He still got to see flesh only a certain someone can after they marry!" Wailing, my father whimpers falling flat to his knees, tears freely flowing making my brother giggle while I sigh.
"It still surprises me how traditional you are sometimes." Frankly, I confess.
"A father just worries over their children." Lovingly, he smiles at us both, draping his arms over us both making my brother smile happily returning the hug while I simply sigh, tired of them both.
"You still need to improve on the amount of fibre you give out maybe talk to…" My father adds in a low tone, looking up at me as I feel my eye twitch raising my fist and slamming it into his head.
"Nope." Curtly, I stand up.
"But he could…" Feebly, my father whines when I brush him off.
"Nope." Hands up, I frown.
"But…" He draws out.
"Noooooo. N. O. Spells no dad." Firmly, I deadpan, standing up, crossing my arms in a crisscross gesture.
"What happened to daughters listening to their fathers?" Feebly, my father cries out in defeat, slumped over, holding my brother.
"What happened to slavery?" I deadpan.
"It's okay dad." Softly, my brother assures him.
"Hikaru promise me you'll never leave me!" Whimpering, my father cries hugging him, nuzzling into his side as he smiles tightly, making me sigh at him, encouraging our fool of a father.
"You think you did okay with your written?" My brother asks me unfazed by my father's disgusting tears.
"Maybe who knows." Lazily, I shrug.
"Hey if you win or lose at least you'll get some memories out of it." Optimistically, my brother offers.
That's the way to think! Still waiting for the results it's like having a band-aid peeled off, you'd rather have it struck off than slowly peeled away you know!" Proudly, my father beams brightly at me.
"So how long had you been waiting to use that one up?" Disappointed, I frown at my father.
"A month…" Weakly, he whimpers, pathetically curling into a ball like the disgrace that he is.
"Only you would make a medical metaphor at this time." Tiredly, I sigh trying to munch on my food.
"Oh come on it was a good one!" Childishly, my father argues.
"It's here! It's here!" Gasping, my brother lunges out of my father's embrace rushing to the door and slamming said envelope on the table.
"That it is. Do you want to do this alone or…?" My father asks me placing his hand on my own making me sigh.
"Come on let's see let's see…" My brother pesters slamming his palm on the table.
"Fine. Do what you want. I really don't care." Carelessly, I lean back ignoring the tight tugs in my stomach below.
"You really think you've lost your place?" Concerned, my father furrows his brow.
"If I have, I have if I haven't then oh dear god I got some studying to do." Bluntly, I deadpan blinking when watching my brother tear the envelope apart revealing some strange device.
Booyah I am here as a projector now!" Surprised, we jolt up at the boisterous bellow of All Might greeting us via the hologram.
"The symbol of peace everyone…" Dryly, I remark unimpressed.
"He isn't that bad." My father waves me off.
"You may be surprised but I have after a lot of paperwork has decided to become a teacher to help my fellow heroes bring forth the new heroes of our generation." Proudly, he proclaims as I lean back tired.
"Nooooo…" Groaning, I lean back lying flat on my back as my brother gushes, squealing at the sheer sight of the guy.
"All Might's going to be your teacher that's awesome!" Amazed, my brother drapes his body over me.
"Nooooo. Defeated, I groan at the thought.
"Oh come on now you got into U.A!" Brightly, my father smiles bringing me up and into a side hug.
"Not necessarily…" I sigh trailing off hope laced in my tone at the dream.
"Don't sound hopeful!" Dad scolds me lightly karate chopping my head.
"How could the hero course reject someone who saved so many lives and do the right thing! This results in rescue points." Regardless, All Might continues.
"Thought as much…" I mutter trailing off.
"Wait you knew!?" Stunned, my brother does a double-take.
"As much as I hate to say it being a hero isn't all about the flashy nature of your quirk it's about saving lives." Sighing, I look down at my nails.
"Sweetie…" Proudly, my father beams brightly at me, bringing me into a hug, crying once again much to my annoyance.
"I swear if you cry on my food…" Annoyed, I try to wiggle my food away from his tears.
"Sorry, sorry…" Apologetic, he smiles strained.
"Sadly, as for your written test, you barely passed." All Might falters as I feel my eye twitch, dude I crammed in what most would be studying for years in one night!
"As expected…" I mutter ignoring the strange aching pain in my chest, deflating almost.
"However, those rescue points of yours and your villain points have saved you tadah behold!" Brightly, he reveals to me.
"76!? Sweetie, you're second!" Squealing, my father jolts out of his seat rushing over to hug me much to my internal screaming's horror.
"I got in!?" Stunned, I gape at the results.
"Congratulations, welcome to U.A you'll be in class 1-A! I am excited to see what you as a future hero can do for the greater good of this world! Good luck!" Happily, he smiles at the hologram ceasing leaving us with the strange device.
"You're in…" Starry-eyed, my father smiles standing up and rushing over to the phone.
"You're in!" My brother cheers.
"I'm…in." Shakily, I whisper, my brow furrowed as my brother screams joyous while I feel nothing but dread. Oh dear god, what have I gotten myself into?