"Wow. They sure are intense," Mina said in awe as she and the rest of the class watched the footage of the fight.

"They look… feral," said Yaoyorozu as Bakugou body slammed Midoriya.

"I know! It's so manly!" Kirishima practically squealed.

Yaoyorozu stared at him. "That's not really what I meant."

"Uh, All Might sir?" Kaminari said. "We're not going to be expected to go all out like that right? Cuz I kinda have this slight problem with my brain cells and quirk overuse…"

"Ah, no. Young Midoriya and Bakugou are an... exception."

The class watched in silence for another minute. They all collectively winced as they watched Midoriya throw a punch into Bakugou's gut and did not stop wincing as Bakugou retaliated with a wicked uppercut that quite literally caused Midoriya to fly several feet into the air.

Now to the typical outsider (of which the class was entirely composed), this fight was starting to look like a mostly one-sided beating of Midoriya by Bakugou. This was not true of course, as Midoriya was immortal it was actually Bakugou who was in a bad position. Unfortunately, this was difficult for most people to realize.

"Don't you think you should stop them? That looks pretty rough…" Ojiro asked hesitantly.

All Might hummed. "Perhaps you're right." He turned on the intercom that was hooked up to the building. "Young Midoriya, please take it down a bit and refrain from causing serious injury to Bakugou."

The rest of the class stared at All Might.

"What?"

"Young Midoriya, please take it down a bit and refrain from causing serious injury to Bakugou."

"Don't you fucking DARE."

"Wasn't planning on it."

"You- You're joking right?"

"Huh?" All Might asked Ojiro, genuinely confused.

"I- You- he's fighting a BOMB!"

"Oh. That." All Might looked back at the screen. "Yes well, I'm sure that Midoriya can handle it."

Ojiro blinked. He then decided that this was a conversation that he did not think he could handle, no matter how much his morals told him to make sure his incompetent teacher did not get a fellow classmate literally murdered.

Now, All Might was not incompetent (at least not in this retrospect) and was in fact completely aware that Midoriya's demise was entirely possible. However, after spending several months training the boy he had come to the conclusion that this was not a problem. Not because he disliked Midoriya, quite the opposite, but rather because Midoriya was immortal so him dying was entirely okay and actually really normal.

Unfortunately, the rest of the class was not aware of this which had the undesired consequence of them all being in shock at the idea that the Number 1 hero, their childhood idol, their literal teacher, did not care about whether or not Midoriya died.

"I don't mean to be rude, All Might," Yaoyorozu started. "But I really don't think that this level of violence is okay.

"It's fine! A little violence is healthy!"

This is false. Violence, by its very definition, is not healthy but instead very very harmful. But if it was violence All Might wanted, it was violence he would get.

Meanwhile, Midoriya and Bakugou were easily carrying a conversation as they fought. While focusing on the two separate tasks would be difficult for most people the two boys had become quite apt at it throughout their many, many, fights.

"So why aren't you using that support gear you were excited about?" Bakugou asked as he sidestepped a punch.

"Aizawa said that he 'might be crazy enough to let me have a gun, but he's sure as hell not crazy enough to let me use it only under All Might's supervision.'" Midoriya pouted. "So I'm only allowed to use it when he's teaching."

"Shame."

Midoriya weaved around his friend, attempting to find an opening. "How about those gauntlets? They work as well as you'd hoped?"

Bakugou grinned. "I don't know. Why don't we see?"

"Damnit Kacchan, don't you DARE-" Midoriya let out a squeak as he narrowly dodged the blast. "WHAT THE HELL?!" He yelled as he saw the gaping hole left in the wall. "You're allowed to have fucking grenade arms but I can't have my gun?!"

"Oh boohoo. Now stop moving so I can murder you!"

"DID YOU SEE THAT?!"

"He could have KILLED Midoriya!"

"Oh-my-god-we're-going-to-die-"

"...is this legal?"

"STOP HIM ALL MIGHT!"

"Children, please!" All Might held his hands up helplessly. "Settle down! I SAID SETTLE DOWN!" He had to yell to be heard over the noise.

"Pardon moi Sensei, but I would prefer that Monsieur Midoriya not die."

"He won't DIE," All Might said. He then paused and reconsidered. "Well he probably won't." He continued to consider the implications of his words. "Okay so he might, but he'll be fine!"

The class just looked at All Might.

"oh shit, All Might is a sadistic kid killer," Kaminari said in a hushed voice.

"That's probably not going to be good for his image," Asui said thoughtfully.

As if he was playing some twisted carnival game Bakugou continued to aim his arm at Midoriya who was quite literally bouncing around the tight hallway in an attempt to avoid getting hit.

"Stop! Moving!" Bakugou growled in frustration.

"I don't think I will, thank you very much!"

Midoriya rebounded off one of the walls and flew right past Bakugou. As he did, Bakugou reached out with lightning speed and grabbed the front of Midoriya's shirt.

"Oh shit." Midoriya looked at Bakugou's deranged grin with wide eyes as he was hoisted in front of Bakugou.

"See you later, fucker," Bakugou said as he blew up his best friend.

Midoriya screamed and soared into the wall behind him, the impact blowing it apart into rubble.

Now it just so happened that as Midoriya and Bakugou were fighting they had moved throughout the building so that they were on the same floor as the bomb. This meant that Midoriya blew through the wall separating him and Bakugou from Iida and Uraraka. The boy's partners both watched in amazement as Midoriya flew into the room, yelled "Uraraka-get-the-bomb-" and then proceeded to fly through the opposite wall and out the building.

Now provided with a sufficient amount of ammo (and more conditioned to Midoriya's insanity than Iida who was looking at the wall in shock) Uraraka used her quirk to fling rubble at her opponents and successfully secure the bomb.

"Hero team wins!" All Might yelled, voice crackling on the speaker.

"Hero team wins!"

The class erupted into insanity.

"Is Midoriya DEAD?!"

He was.

The class was in the middle of berating both All Might for not stopping the fight, and Bakugou for blowing up his friend ("I wouldn't have done it to any of you extra fuckers, I knew he could take it!"), when Midoriya walked in.

"Did we win?" He looked no worse for wear other than a smudge of soot on his cheek and an unreasonable amount of glitter falling off him.

"You fucking cheated!"

"Nice job Uraraka!" Midoriya said, correctly surmising from Bakugou's anger that they had won.

"Thanks! I couldn't have done it without that rubble you made!"

"Oh I'm sure you would have found a way, your quirk is versatile enough."

"You're alive?!"

Midoriya looked at a very shocked Mineta. He looked down at himself. He looked back at Mineta. "No," He said in a monotone voice.

Bakugou smacked Midoriya upside the head. "Stop being stupid, Izu."

"It's a stupid question!"

"Perhaps," Iida interrupted. "A better question would be, HOW are you alive? I am also curious seeing how I saw you fly through two walls down to the ground 5 stories below and then walk in with no injuries to speak of."

"The glitter cushioned my fall."

"What."

The class exploded in confusion once again. Not literally mind you, that would be unfortunate considering how only one of them was able to survive explosions and Midoriya had already done that this day and didn't want to again. Specifically, the class was confused as to where the glitter came from, how it possibly cushioned his fall, and just overall what the hell happened. They would receive no answers.

"Oh, would you look at that!" All Might bellowed. "It's time for the next group to go!"

It took several long minutes to calm the class down enough to get to that point but eventually the rest of the students had their turn and the lesson proceeded with no more murders, which was probably a good thing.