Izuku was the scared one when his quirk activated for the 169th time. He woke up in the Todoroki household with green flames spurting from his face and his classmate looking like he was about to cry.

Izuku crawled his way up into a standing position, holding himself awkwardly. "Umm, Todoroki?" he asked softly. "Are you alright?" He smacked his own head, trying to extinguish the fire that was threatening to burn any number of wooden things in his classmate's room.

Todoroki Shouto started. So his father hadn't been attacked by some sort of color changing quirk then. If he were to make a guess, it sounded suspiciously like… "Midoriya?"

Izuku laughed nervously. "Haha, yeah. So," he asked, looking down at his arm in confusion. "What's up with this?"

"Why are you here? Why do you look like my sperm donor?"

Izuku furrowed his eyebrows. "Well, the answer to both those questions is technically my quirk. But I feel like you probably should be the one to explain to me why I look like…" He paused, trying to snuff out his flaming mustache. "Why I look like your father."

Todoroki honestly just looked confused. "How should I know why you look like my father? I'm not the one who showed up in someone else's room in the middle of the night claiming it's your quirk. Aren't you quirkless anyway?"

"Well, for one," Izuku began. "I'm not quirkless. Where did you even get that idea? I've been literally turning into a bush during my free time at school. I told everyone what my quirk was Day One."

Todoroki flushed, though it was fairly difficult to tell in the dim light of his room, and subtly, if you believe him instead of Izuku, who will tell you that it was very startling and obvious, covered a board with various pictures of Izuku and his support weapons all connected by red thread.

Izuku chose to ignore the board. He had more important things to deal with. Namely the fact that his classmate's greatest fear was his own father.

"Alrighty," he muttered. "Well how about I tell you what my quirk is again and then you explain why I look like Endeavor."

Todoroki nodded, sat down, and grabbed a water bottle out of his bedside table.

"Oh, I'm thirsty!" Izuku chirped. "Can I have some?" He reached out his hands, making grabbing motions like he was an actual child.

"I-" Todoroki stopped himself. "No."

Izuku started pouting. "But why?"

"Midoriya," Todoroki said with the most deadpan face he could muster. "This is eggnog made with lighter fluid."

Izuku finally dropped his arms. "Aw, man," he muttered. "Fine." He took a deep breath. "Now where to start…" And so he started from the beginning. He told Todoroki about the first time his quirk had activated and how terrified the look on his mother's face had been. He told him the specifics of how it worked, not even excluding the fact that he had apparently run into Shigaraki at one point as a child. After all, a secret for a secret. He couldn't expect his classmate to tell him everything about his father if he didn't tell the whole truth too.

Todoroki's eyes grew wide as the story continued, and by the end, he felt comfortable enough with Izuku to tell him his own story. He told Izuku about the beatings disguised as training exercises. He told him about how he was kept separate from his siblings and how he wasn't allowed to make friends. He even included the murder of his older brother, Touya, at the hands of his sperm donor.

Afterward, Izuku looked crushed. He whipped out his phone and sent a quick text to his mother, before grabbing his classmate's hand and dragging him up. "Come on," he said. "We're going to my house."

Todoroki did not put up much of a protest, instead choosing to grab his bag for school the next day and his own phone. He only began to look confused when Izuku said, "Nope," when he headed toward the door.

"What?" he managed to get out before being forcibly dragged toward the window.

"This is how we leave," Izuku said with a smirk before jumping out.

"But Midoriya, we're on the third-" And Izuku was already gone. "Story…"

He ran over to the window, the first real display of emotion that whole time being that of fear for his classmate. Looking down, he was surprised to see Izuku standing on the ground, all in one piece. His arms were crossed and he was looking up impatiently.

"Come on!" he called up. "We don't have all night!"

Todoroki chose a slightly safer method of reaching the ground, which consisted of making a slide made of ice that deposited him safely on the ground. He spent the night at Izuku's house and the next morning, the pair went to their teacher and a case was opened against the Number Two Hero.

He lost custody of his children and the Aizawa household gained a new occupant by the name of Shouto.

The day of the Sports Festival had finally arrived. Izuku was down among the competitors, chatting idly with Hitoshi and waiting for the signal to line up at the starting line after a frankly abysmal speech from his childhood friend. The first event was an obstacle course, and Izuku wasn't worried.

He spun in a slow circle, eyes searching his competition and the crowd for the perfect target. And that was when his eyes latched onto Present Mic. He smirked. Perfect.

He deliberately made eye contact with the pro hero as he transformed into Mothman.

It's said that Present Mic's shriek is still echoing in the ears of all who were there to this day.

Needless to say, Izuku and the rest of the participants took that shriek as their cue to go.

They raced forward, many getting stuck in the bottle neck of a tunnel and becoming even more so when Todoroki took the opportunity to freeze his opponents feet to the floor. It was only a thin layer and would melt fairly quickly, which was proof that even the Ice Prince had a heart, and his action would give him a massive head start.

Izuku was too smart to get stuck in the tunnel, instead opting to take a quick first place by simply flying over the tunnel.

Present Mic was still out for the count, but Eraserhead was more than happy to take over commentary. That's a lie. He hated every minute of commentary, but he did it anyway because he was getting paid.

Izuku looked down, vaguely keeping an eye out for his friends. Todoroki had a commanding lead on everyone but Izuku, who was continuing to make fast pace over a chasm that he was supposedly supposed to cross using ropes. Now why would he do that when he could just fly over it? He didn't have an answer to that question and so he continued his flight.

He spotted Shinsou sprinting out of a hoard of giant robots, which seemed to be the leftovers from the entrance exam that they had taken.

Ochako was floating as well, but he spotted her face growing queasy, a sure sign that he was going to drop soon. He shrugged, continuing over what looked to be a minefield.

Oh, not a minefield after all. Kacchan had stepped out onto it and immediately blown himself skyhigh. He recovered quickly and was soon blasting his way across it with reckless abandon.

He was aiming for first place, but, what a surprise, the person who flew above all the obstacles instead of completing them like everyone else got first place.

Izuku relaxed as soon as he reached the finish line, transforming back into his loveable green self.

Not that Mothman wasn't loveable, but that form didn't appeal to quite as many people.

After it was announced that first place was worth ten million points in a cavalry battle, Izuku began to grow worried. With that big of a target on his back, no one would want to team up with him. At least, that was what he had thought.

A small female with pink hair jumped at him, yelling something about babies and advertising and Izuku didn't really know what she was going on about. He was mostly just happy that he would have a team and wouldn't be screwed trying to beat everyone on his own.

Not that the rules would have allowed that, but fear can do unreasonable things to people's brains. Just ask any victim of Izuku.

Surprisingly enough, he managed to get a full team. Hitoshi and Ochako had joined him and the girl, whose name he learned was Hatsume Mei, making a full team of four.

It was decided that Izuku would be their rider, with Shinsou being stronger than him and both Ochako and Hatsume's quirks working well for defense. Izuku was put as the main defender, armed with his quirk and several of Hatsume's so called babies, and he was very much excited for the event to begin.

When it finally did, Ochako and Hatsume made good work of distancing them from their opponents and Izuku began looking around for an opportunity for thievery.

He shot out a tape gun that was remarkably similar to one of his classmate's, Sero's, quirk and managed to snag a headband worth two hundred points.

They managed to do the same thing multiple times, with Hitoshi growling and hissing at anyone he deemed too close to them and Hatsume and Ochako jumping them to safety anytime they were swarmed.

And, of course, that was when minor amounts of disaster struck.

Izuku found his quirk going haywire for no real reason whatsoever. It seemed to just like to mess with him.

One moment, he was having a good time swiping headbands and only laughing in response to the calls of "Swiper, no swiping!" The next moment, he was a bush. Dirt shook down into Hitoshi's hair, gaining in a confused and rather irritated look.

"Get it together, Ten Mil!" Hatsme called, jetboots activating and jumping them across the field yet again.

"I'm trying!" Izuku ground out, trying to turn back into a human. Instead, he turned into a blizzard. Thankfully, he wasn't touching the ground and the horse formation technically wasn't broken, so they weren't disqualified. Thankfully.

"What are you doing?" Ochako asked, worry evident in her voice. She squeaked as Izuku transformed yet again, this time into Bowser.

"I don't know!" Izuku yelled as he fell back down into the arms of his team. He very likely would have crushed them if Hatsume hadn't insisted on joining, as her arm braces were their only real defense against elimination.

"Stop it," she groaned, only barely able to keep him up.

With a final burst of concentration, Izuku changed back into himself, and just at the right time too. Iida's team was rocketing toward them at record speeds and Hatsume and Ochako only barely managed to get them off the ground in time. Instead, Iida's fingers grazed the bottom of one of Hatsume's books, causing the team to rocket out of control.

The buzzer signalling the end of the event sounded, and Izuku only managed to hold on until that exact moment. He went tumbling to the ground, landing flat on his back.

As he looked blurrily up at the concerned faces of his teammates, he managed to say something so profound that Hitoshi would be quoting it for years. "Is the gravity always this bad this time of year?"

Really, Hitoshi would only quote him in a mocking sort of way, but that didn't mean that Izuku had to know that.

After the event was over, with four teams moving on including Izuku's team, Shouto's team, Kacchan's team, and a third team led by someone from class 1B who Izuku could only vaguely recognize.

The competitors were given a short break to prepare for the third and final event in the Sports Festival, which just so happened to be a tournament. The pairings were decided by lottery and were being drawn during the break, but Izuku forced himself to calm down.

"It's just a game," he muttered to himself. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. "Where's Hitoshi," he wondered aloud, wandering off to search for his friend.

It took Izuku far longer than he had thought it would to find the purple haired teen. If he didn't know any better, he'd say that his friend was hiding from him, but obviously he would never do that.

He needed a conversation starter and fast. When he stepped out from around the corner, ready to confront Hitoshi, he had the perfect one. "You know, fist fighting is perfectly legal as long as a cop referees."

"Wha-?"

"But seriously, what's up with you? You haven't used your quirk once this entire festival."

Hitoshi grimaced, and Izuku knew that something big was coming. His friend broke down in front of Izuku, explaining how he had been bullied and abandoned his whole life. He told Izuku that he had been called a villain and that, at one point, he had begun to believe him. How if it weren't for Izuku, he might have gone down that path because he had felt that there was no other choice.

Izuku had been expecting something bad, but not on this level. When Hitoshi looked like he was about to go down a slippery slope again, Izuku interrupted. "To quote Hamlet act 3 scene 3 line 92, 'No.' You're not a villain and you couldn't be even if you tried. You are an amazing person and so kind and if anyone thinks that someone like that could possibly be a villain, they're probably the villains themselves."

Hitoshi looked like he was on the verge of tears, an interesting outcome considering the fact that he hardly ever shows emotion, let alone in the form of crying.

"You know," Izuku continued. "My quirk could-"

"Everyone to the bleachers! The third round is about to begin!"

"See you in the third round, you reckless knucklehead," Hitoshi said softly, reaching over to ruffle Izuku's hair before walking off.

"My quirk could be considered villainous too," Izuku finished as his friend walked out of earshot. He slowly rubbed his head where Hitoshi had touched it and made his way toward the stands.

The first round was starting when he arrived. Iida was facing off against Sero, and Izuku had no clue who would win.

"Iida could nwoom toward him and push him out," he muttered. "Or Sero could-"

"Just watch the show!" Ochako chimed in, propping her feet up and chowing down on some popcorn that she had probably scammed some poor kid out of. "It'll be fun!"

"Alright," Izuku said, leaning forward and grabbing a handful of popcorn from Ochako.

As it turned out, Sero easily won. While Iida may have put up a good fight, trying out a new super move and yelling "Recipro Burst!" at the top of his lungs, all it took was a well timed attack from Sero and Iida's engines were all gummed up.

For someone who came from such a prestigious middle school and who had a pro hero as an older brother, Iida did not know how to fight without the help of his quirk and was defeated soon after.

"Amateur," Izuku muttered, grabbing some more popcorn. Ochako giggled.

Up next was a fight between Shiozaki Ibara and Kaminari Denki.

"Who do you think's gonna win?" Ochako questioned Izuku.

"Definitely Kaminari, " he said.

"But why?" his friends asked, baffled. "She seems like she has the stronger quirk! And plus, one attack in and Kaminari's just going to be a bumbling idiot."

"But if a plant is attacked with hot enough electricity…" Izuku trailed off as what he had been about to explain occurred in front of them.

Kaminari had sent out his highest voltage that he could without outright killing a person. Luckily for him, that electricity had caused something that was very beneficial to him. Shiozaki had lifted herself off the ground with her plants, but when said plants exploded, she went flying backwards and out of bounds.

Kaminari was reduced to a buffoon, just as Ochako had predicted, but he was also the victor, just as Izuku had predicted.

"What? Why did that happen?" Ochako exclaimed, unable to process what had just happened.

"As I was saying," Izuku continued with a sigh. "Plant cells will boil from the heat of electricity, as long as it's hot enough, and then they can explode."

"Woah," Ochako breathed. "That's so cool! Go Kaminari!" she yelled, leaning over the railing in front of them.

Shouto, who was now refusing to be referred to as Todoroki, did not go easy on Mina in the slightest. He instantly froze her in what appeared to be a glacier. Despite her best efforts at melting the ice with her acid, Mina quickly admitted defeat and allowed herself to be rescued from the icy clutches of inescapable death.

"I should go prepare," Izuku said merrily. "Let me know how the fight between Kacchan and Hatsume goes!" He walked off with a smile, unaware of the chaos that he was going to be missing.

Let's just say that leaving was probably a good idea, as the match ended with Kacchan as the winner, but with a Hatsume who was cackling wildly and Kacchan making threats to murder her with only a sharpie.

The next match contained Izuku, and Ochako swore that she would eat her left sock if he lost. And these were her favorite pairs of socks too.

Izuku was going against Monoma Neito of Class 1B. The blond was shirking smugly at Izuku.

"You don't even know what my quirk is, do you?" He laughed. "And here I thought 1A was soooo much better than the rest of us." His smirk grew into a sickly sweet smile. "Guess I was wrong."

In his time preparing for the round, Izuku had indeed learned what his opponent's quirk was, but was intrigued by what would happen if his quirk was copied. Now, this may have been a very dumb decision, but he decided to let it happen. You know, for science.

Luckily for Izuku, the outcome was the most favorable outcome imaginable. As he stood still, allowing Monoma to touch his arm, his amusement grew as the smirk melted off his face.

"Wha-" Monoma was confused. "But I saw you! You turned into a bush! And Mothman!"

"You're right," Izuku said gleefully. "I did do that." He leaned in close, as though he was about to tell Monoma a secret. "But you can't." He turned into Bowser and swiped at Monoma, sending him head over heels out of the ring.

Needless to say, Ochako's left sock was safe.

Next round was Hitoshi up against some other kid from 1B. Izuku thought he could remember him having some sort of combining quirk?

Unfortunately for his opponent, Hitoshi's quirk was a fairly well kept secret and so, the other kid, Awase, which was in fact his name, was made quirk work of and was sent walking dazedly out of the ring.

In the fight between Yaoyorozu and Ochako, Izuku had hoped that his friend would win. That didn't mean he believed it. Yaoyorozu had shot some sort of net at Ochako, hopelessly entangling her until she couldn't move. She desperately tried to float the net up, as though that would help her in the slightest. Instead, he was left floating in the air, still unable to move, until Yaoyorozu came over and, with a gentle shove, pushed her out of bounds.

Izuku found the final battle of round one of the tournament incredibly humorous. It was Kirishima against someone named Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu and they had practically the same quirk and exactly the same fighting style. They pounded each other until they both collapsed and, after some quirk help from Recovery Girl, they arm wrestled for the title. Kirishima won, but Tetsutetsu gave his best and all in all, it was a fantastic round.

Shortly after the fated arm wrestle, round two of the tournament began. Sero tried, but Denki's electricity was too powerful. Even after Shouto froze Kacchan in another glacier, Bakugou managed to blast his way out, bursting from the ice and yelling "Die!" with such ferocity that Shouto was shocked, allowing Kacchan to force him out of the ring.

Then came Izuku facing off against Hitoshi.

Hitoshi tried his best to taunt a reply out of Izuku, but the sound of song rose from the crowd.

"Mothman!" the crowd roared. "There's no need to feel down! I said Mothman! Lift that man off the ground!"

Who was Izuku to deny the impromptu musical number. He glanced up at the commentary booth, saw Present Mic pleading with his eyes for Izuku to stop, and continued anyway.

He transformed into Mothman, picked up a struggling Hitoshi, and yeeted him out of bounds. A glorious ending.

Back in the bleachers after their fight's conclusion, Izuku knelt by Hitoshi's side. "By Grabthar's hammer, by the suns of Worvan, you shall be avenged," he intoned lowly, drawing a few concerned glances from the surrounding people.

You're the one who got me out," Hitoshi said dryly. "Idiot."

"Oh yeah," Izuku said, as though he hadn't known that. "Oh well."

The next round mainly consisted of Yaoyorozu wearing down Kirishima's defenses with a rocket launcher, which probably should have been illegal but happened to be allowed anyway, until Kirishima begged for mercy, claiming that being blown up wasn't very manly.

Round three of the tournament began with a bang. Literally. Kanimari was set against Kacchan and honestly, Izuku thought. He doesn't stand a chance.

Kaminari thought that his only hope was to overwhelm Bakugou on his first attack, so he tried that. He shot electricity through the ground again, which to be fair had won him two fights so far. Unfortunately for Kanimari, Bakugou was prepared for that. He launched himself into the air with his explosions, avoiding the attack, and landing aggressively next to his opponent, knocking him out of bounds with a blast that, while it didn't harm Kaminari too badly, was wholly unnecessary as he had already slipped into what Bakugou had affectionately labeled as 'Dunce Mode.'

During Izuku's fight against Yaoyorozu , he swiftly stepped out of bounds. He didn't have any forms that could face a rocket launcher and she was holding her's very threateningly with a glint in her eyes that frankly scared the wits out of him. He would let Kacchan take care of it.

He did manage to beat Kaminari in the fight for third place as Izuku was able to lightly push him out of bounds. Apparently his brain had been fried for at least six hours in his last attack.

Bakugou vs. Yaoyorozu. Brute force vs. the goddess of creation herself. Who would win? Izuku sure didn't know.

The answer quickly became clear and Yaoyorozu made what seemed to be explosion proof armor that covered everyone part of her body and hefted a flamethrower to her shoulder. She smiled, although no one in the audience could tell due to the mast covering her face. "Run," she said clearly. Bakugou chose not to listen, which was a huge mistake on his part.

As he rocketed toward her, she activated the flame thrower. It ignited the leftover nitroglycerin that was covering his body and soaking his clothes. Who knew that a long day of fighting would cause someone to sweat so much?

Bakugou screamed and Present Mic had to end the match, declaring Yaoyorozu the winner and Bakugou second place, which he begrudgingly accepted. Not without a lot of yelling about death though.

Izuku was quite pleased with how the events of the day had turned out.

The 189th time that Izuku's quirk activated, at least at night without him controlling it, Izuku ended up at a bar for villains.

Specifically right next to said bar. Apparently the leader of the League of Villains still did not have a proper bed. Can't they splurge for a mattress? Izuku wondered as he stared down at the sleeping face of Shigaraki.

He gently touched his own face, surprised that he wasn't a hand this time. He couldn't tell what he was until he caught a glimpse of himself in a reflection of a bottle that likely contained some sort of alcoholic beverage.

He was Shigaraki, but not the same Shigaraki he stood above. He was Shagaraki… if he moisturized.

He looked down at the villain's face yet again, focusing more on the cracked and damaged lips and flaky skin that was peeling off his face.

He had to bite back a scream when Shigaraki's eyes popped open. While the villain was frozen in complete and utter horror, Izuku slowly backed out the door and ran for his life.

Shigaraki was left rubbing his eyes and wondering if he actually had seen what he thought he saw. He rolled his eyes. If only he hadn't let what the League had said get to his head. Then maybe he wouldn't be having these stupid nightmares.

A few hours ago, Shigaraki Tomura had been hanging out with them, having a good time making fun of Dabi's burn scars and playing Mario Kart Wii with Toga and Spinner. He was winning, obviously.

However, his fun with Dabi came to a swift halt when the insults seemed to go too far.

"You're just a six piece chicken McNobody," Shigaraki said with a smirk, more focused on the game. He slowed down a tad to let Spinner pass him, only for the gecko mutant to swiftly be hit with a blue shell.

"I do have a six pack, you're right," Dabi said with a smirk before it dropped into a glare. "But don't ever call me a nobody. I have had more people love me so far in my life than you ever will, you crusty noodle."

Shigaraki started, drifting off the edge and giving Toga the victory. Spinner was still in eighth place, recovering from the blue shell. "What did you call me?"

"Get some moisturizer," Dabi said, rolling his eyes and stretching with a yawn. "Now, I'm headed to bed. Who's with me?"

Spinner got up sulkily, while Toga bounced up. They headed upstairs and Shigaraki was left to stew on Dabi's words in silence.

Which in turn led to Izuku finding him sleeping next to the bar instead of in his nice, comfortable bed. Which he totally had, contrary to Izuku's assumptions.

Meanwhile, Izuku was running through the streets in the sketchiest part of town he had ever seen. He dodged men with cigarettes and women with baseball bats and overheard parts of multiple conversations that he wanted nothing to do with.

"Learn how to contour with makeup. It'll throw off the police's sketch artists."

"Fill the bowl with half real fruit and half very good wax fake fruit. They'll never see it coming."

"Do you think I could convince them that I'm a werewolf?"

"It's okay. Everyone vomits after their first killing. Some even on their second or third. It's because of adrenaline or something like that."

After finally having enough, Izuku eventually decided that the ground level in this place was not for him. He quickly scaled the nearest building, which happened to be incredibly easy due to the fact that it was literally crumbling to pieces, leaving lots of great hand and foot holds. He only nearly fell once or twice, not enough to be concerned about.

Once up top, he found that the view was nothing to scoff at. Rows upon rows of buildings, some brightly colored, some almost burned to the ground. It really was a sight to behold.

He texted his mother that he would be out a bit later than he normally would after such an incident as he had ended up fairly far away from home. After that, he pocketed his phone and made his way across the rooftops, catching sight of a few black shapes wisping away through the night, but ultimately staying away from anyone with ill intent.

His teacher did not have any ill intent toward him and, what a surprise, he showed up.

"Aizawa?" A surprised voice interrupted the quiet night and nearly made the underground hero topple off of his perch on a weather vane shaped like a rooster. "Fancy seeing you here!"

Aizawa was not expecting to see his ultimate problem student here of all places, but he wasn't surprised. He had learned to expect the unexpected with all of his class, most of all with Midoriya.

Sighing, Aizawa didn't even bother to respond. He grabbed Midoriya with his capture weapon and began moving swiftly through the slums.

"To Musutafu!" Izuku chirped. "You gotta take a left, then a right, then another right then a left then a right and-"

He was cut off by a scarf wrapping itself around Izuku's mouth. If he didn't know any better, he might claim that his teacher was trying to suffocate him!

AN: I would like you all to know that this chapter is very long not just because of the Sports Festival. I was working toward a goal that I reached and I have ascended. I am a god now. I have posted exactly 69420 words on my ao3 account. Fear me.