There were only a few weeks till school started back up once more and Aiwawa got a new batch of chaos children. As such he was preparing the best way he knew. Napping.

So it was that he was in the middle of a very pleasant dream in which he did not have to deal with overpowered teenagers on a daily basis but was instead a respectable accountant when his ringing phone woke him up. Because Aizawa was not a fan of ringing phones he had most people silenced, this meant that if he could hear it then the call was most likely important.

"What." He grumbled into the phone.

You sound quite tired, Aizawa. I do hope I didn't wake you.

Aizawa groaned inwardly at the sound of his boss's voice. "It's fine. What do you need?"

I don't necessarily need anything, I just thought I'd offer you a warning.

"A warning?"

Yes, you see recently it came to my attention that a couple of your students for this year are a bit… enthusiastic.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

They're, as you would say, problem children. I just wanted to give you a heads up so that you'll have time to prepare yourself.

This was a lie. Nedzu's only reason for calling was to mess with Aizawa.

Don't get me wrong, I'm sure even you'd agree that they have enormous potential, they're just a little volatile. Partially a result of their quirks but also just their personality I think.

"Are you purposely being as vague as possible? What did they even do?!"

Oh, nothing much, just some minor infiltration.

"What."

...among other things.

Aizawa sighed, well aware that Nedzu was trying to annoy him (and also aware that it was working). "The least you can do is tell me their names."

You know, I don't think I will. I doubt you'll find it too difficult to figure it out yourself and I'd really hate to spoil the surprise.

"Nedzu-"

Goodbye Aizawa! See you in a few weeks!

Aizawa slumped back into his bed, throwing the now silent phone onto the pillow next to him. "What was even the point of calling if he wasn't going to give me any information?" He grumbled.

This was a rhetorical question. Both because Aizawa already knew the answer and because he was not expecting a response. Had he received one I have no doubt he would be extremely unnerved considering there was no one aside from himself in the house. And his cat. But his cat was, unlike Nedzu, not a talking animal. She also did not care about Aizawa's troubles with his boss and the promise of problem children.

As for the reason for Nedzu calling the answer was of course that the principal delighted in confusing people with a passion that rivaled even Midoriya's. And truly Nedzu was giddy at the prospect of seeing Aizawa attempt to teach the lively bundle of chaos that was Izuku Midoriya.

As for Aizawa, he found himself dreading teaching Midoriya, not that he knew that he would be teaching Midoriya, nor did he even know who Midoriya was, but he found himself dreading it regardless.

Rightfully so I would say.

The first day of school

"That desk is meant for school-related materials only! Please remove your feet from atop its surface as this unseemly behavior of yours is acting as disturbance for the rest of the class!" Iida chopped his arms through the air to emphasize his point.

Bakugou glared at him with unhidden contempt. "Who shoved a stick up your ass? 'Sides, I'll have you know I made it into this school too, therefore my feet are technically 'school-related materials'. Now fuck off ya two-bit extra."

Iida sputtered at the unrestricted profanity.

"Kacchan, stop being a smartass," Midoriya said as he dropped his bag on the desk behind Bakugou. He then turned to face Iida "Apologies for my friend here, Kacchan has the social skills of a toddler and no regard for basic decency," He glared at Bakugou.

"Shut up, dumbass."

"Stop acting like a barbarian and take your feet off the desk."

Bakugou gapped. "You're taking this privileged asshole's side?!"

"Well excuse me-" Iida started.

"Shut it, nerd," Bakugou snapped at him. "I know that look, you think you're fucking better than me! Well, I have news for you, Mr. Elite-"

Midoriya groaned and cut Bakugou off. "This again?! Not everyone thinks they're better than you! Just be civil for once in your life and at least TRY to act respectful!"

"Fucking MAKE ME."

As if he had been waiting for those words, Midoriya rolled up his sleeves and gave a feral grin before launching himself at Bakugou.

"This is NOT proper conduct!" Iida looked ready to start vibrating from the stress of the situation.

The two boys wrestled, attracting the attention of the rest of the class, as Midoriya struggled to push Bakugou's legs off the desk who in turn was trying to push Midoriya off of himself.

"Let GO of me, you maniac!"

"Not till you show some respect!"

Uraraka chose that moment to bounce through the door. "Oh! Hi, Midoriya!" She then took a moment to fully comprehend the situation before her. "Huh. Bad time?"

"Hi, Uraraka!" He said as he tugged on Bakugou's foot. This turned out to be a bad idea as there was a shoe attached to the foot. After a moment of tugging there was no longer a shoe attached as it flew off and soared halfway across the room, narrowly missing Koda who let out a squeak of surprise. "Sorry, lemme just take care of this real quick-"

"What's happening?" Uraraka leaned over to ask Iida.

"I believe they are fighting."

"No duh, but WHY-"

"You JERK! Leave me alone!" Bakugou yelled as he shoved an elbow to Midoriya's face.

"I will as soon as you-"

The desk, having had far too much of this nonsense, decided to see itself out by tipping over under the strain of the two boys and falling to the ground with a loud crash.

"Now look what you've done, Kacchan!"

"This wouldn't have happened if you weren't climbing on me like a fucking monkey!"

"Not my fault that you only learn through physical violence."

"I'LL SHOW YOU PHYSICAL VIOLENCE!"

Not only did he proceed to show Midoriya physical violence (a lesson that was not necessary considering how accustomed Midoriya was already having fought Bakugou more times than he could count), but the entire class had front row seats to the Midoriya and Bakugou show as the two wove their way around (and often through) the desks and chairs.

"YOU ARE SO IMMATURE, KACCHAN!"

"...Um, should we stop them?" Yaoyorozu asked quietly.

"I don't know if we can, they look pretty intense," Kirishima responded.

It was at that moment Aizawa walked into the room, shedding his customary sleeping bag like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

Ah, He thought upon seeing the entire class circling the two boys who were shouting generally causing a large disturbance. These must be the two Nedzu warned me about.

Oh dear.