Moving in to monotone == A Certain General Hero

The entrance to the Class-1A dorms.

Hitoshi had always dreamed of this moment, whether it be dreaming as a hopeful high school student or planning in the Gen Ed course. The moment where he'd enter the hero course, his first step in joining the ranks of heroes.

And yet his victory felt more bitter than sweet, the biting flavour of who he left behind cut through the rich taste of his success.

But Hitoshi pushed through the twin doors of the entrance anyways. What was done was done, and all Hitoshi could do for now was push his luggage in and move forward.

"GIVE IT TO ME!"

Hitoshi stilled, the cool metal frame of the door slightly pushing him back.

"NO WAY! We agreed that Saturday mornings were reserved for us to watch the Doctor on HBC!"

"Only when the Kamaboko anime marathon wasn't on! C'mon it only comes once a year!"

"You're the only one who wants to watch that shit! Just go up to your room and watch it on your phone or your computer!"

"No! It has to be on the big screen! I watch it that way every year!"

"Why!? It's still the same thing airing online!"

"It just feels different ok?"

…Was it too late to get his old dorm room back?

"Ah! Everyone settle down! We have company!" A demanding but motherly voice compelled the room into silence.

Hitoshi stiffened up as a tall, black haired girl walked up to greet him.

"Shinsou-san was it? Greetings, I am Yaoyorozu Momo. Vice-president of Class 1A." She politely bowed. "Aizawa-sensei told me you would arrive but he hadn't informed me or Iida-kun of the time."

Ok, the welcoming party seemed friendly enough to Hitoshi.

"Don't sweat it, I just came early cause I wanted to."

Yaoyorozu nodded. "Please forgive our class president for not being here to receive you. Iida-kun has been dealing with some family issues as of late."

Hitoshi winced as he recalled the incident he read in the news. "Like I said it's fine, we can have the formal meet and greet later. Right now I just wanna get settled in, hopefully before dinner."

The Vice-president gave him a polite smile and directed him toward the room.

"Huh? Why is he here?" A blond with a black streak in his hair yelled.

"Because he won the sports festival you dolt!" The violet haired girl next to him yelled back.

"Yeah but… Shouldn't that Midoriya dude get the seat instead? I mean it was pretty obvious that he- OWWWWW I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! MERCY JIRO-SAMA!"

As he followed Yaoyorozu into the elevator Hitoshi scoffed. It was obvious to everyone who should have been here instead, but Hitoshi paid no heed to their words. That mistake would be corrected in time.

*Ding*

The ravenette directed Hitoshi to his room as she handed over the keys. "Here is where you'll be staying, right between Mineta-san and Aoyama-san."

Hitoshi retrieved the fob from her and unlocked the door, ignoring the small layer of dust smearing his hands.

"Looks clean enough…" A quick clean up job and he should be good to go.

"It should be." Yaoyorozu assured him. "Iida-kun insisted on personally tidying up the room after the last student got expelled."

"Last student?"

The proper girl nodded. "It was so long ago, right at the quirk assessment on our very first day if I am not mistaken. The name still eludes me, what was it… Murasaki? No… Ao- No, no that's not it either… Mizuhana? Yes, that sounds about right. Mizuhana Etsu."

Hitoshi raised a brow. "Is that a guy or a girls name?"

"Umm… I cannot recall. A-Anyway, we've gone off topic! We usually fix up lunch at about 1230, and dinner at around 6. If you would be so inclined, we would be delighted if you would join us for a meal as our newest member!"

"…I'll see if I can get this all unpacked and settled by then."

With another polite smile and a bow, Yaoyorozu took her leave.

As he heard the elevator doors shit, Hitoshi sighed wondering if that bastard remembered to get more eggs.

"Tsk, I'll never forgive that idiot if he lets Eri-chan go hungry…"

Shift into Turbo == A Certain Vexing Engineer

"HATSUME! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?"

"I know right, isn't it wonderful?"

"WONDERFUL!? WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO MY SUIT!?" The furious boy yells, steam fogging up his glasses as if he was an engine about to explode.

The suit in question was Iida Tenya's very own hero costume. Once modelled after his brother's, closely resemble the hero Ingenium's sleek, shiny white armour, now looked like-

"WHY IS IT RED AND GOLD!? AND WHAT ARE THOSE-THOSE… THINGS!?"

"Ah! Are you referring to the dual core, palladium powered repulsors I've installed in your gloves? Ah, the beauty of modern technology…"

"THEY'RE COMING OFF RIGHT NOW!"

"Oh, come on! You can't expect to rely on those excuses for boosters all the time can you? With these you could go 100% throttle, 100% of the time! No cool down, no leg pains-"

"AND NO DIGNITY! These engines of mine are the pride and joy of the Iida Family line! It would be shameful of me to rely on that-that-"

"Upgraded and improved technology, that would make your job much easier and make you that much better of a hero?"

"Well-… THAT-"

"Ughh just give him what he wants Hatsume-chan…" A petite girl from across the lab groaned.

"But Manami-chan! All the work we put into it! Hours of you writing the embedded code! Weeks of me studying propulsion systems! What kind of Momma would you be if you'd let your baby go to waste like that!?"

Aiba Manami gave her a frustrated groan from across the room. "Look, that's just heroes and the pride they have for their quirks. If they didn't have them they wouldn't be here in the first place, and if this Ingenium boy wasn't here in the firs place you wouldn't have anyone to build anything for. So why don't you go along with the… Displeased boy's request and just give him what he wants."

"Mmmmm…." Hatsume pouted.

"….You know, who would really need a suit like that?"

"Hmm?"

"Midoriya-kun of course! You're still planning on making him that suit right?"

Hatsume gasped. "Of course! Why didn't I think of that! Oh, he's going to be so thrilled the next time I drag him here for another baby playdate! Ooh! Lemme get to upgrading his suit now!"

Manami sighed. This wasn't what Danjuro-kun was putting her through college for…

"EXCUSE ME? WHAT ABOUT MY COSTUME!? HATUSME!?" Iida Tenya's words fell on deaf ears, as the manic girl was lost in her own green haired rocket boosted fantasies.

Les Passions de l'âme == A Certain Out Mentalled Girl

"41… 42… 43… BAH! 56 yen short!"

A chubby cheeked brunette was currently lamenting in her shortage of spare change, she knew that, that last green tea can she bought wasn't worth the quench in thirst. But Ochako was just done with a long day of patrol and that sweet, cooling sensation was just too tempting for her not to give into.

More importantly why was that tray of eggs priced at 899 yen! What was the obsession with businesses adding that 99 behind their already big numbers!? A 1500 yen pair of pants was not much different from a 1400 yen one, and yet they just had to add that dreadful 99 yen behind it! Did 1499 yen sound that much more enticing than 1500 yen!?

Ochako sighed. Sadly it was more than just a mere yen difference keeping her from that all so tempting looking tray of eggs.

"And here we go!" A girl hummed a merry tune, as she casually plucked the tray of eggs that Ochako was eying out of her range of view.

"Ah! The eggs!"

"Hmm? What? That's not the last tray left on the shelf you know?" The prim and proper girl questioned.

"N-No that's not it!" A red faced Ochako fumbled to explain her embarrassing reaction.

"Hmm? Oh, another poor college kid eh?" The girl haughtily grinned. "Two in one week, what are the chances!"

"Eh?" Ochako took a better look at the girl carrying what looked like a buffets worth of meat on discount.

"Oh, pardon the spread of bovine and poultry. I tend to get a craving ever so often, for these half priced meats." The girl shivered.

"Wait did you say half price!? Where!?"

"Oh?" The rich looking girl grinned. "Didn't you know? There's a challenge right now, targeting mental quirk users. If you can solve their puzzle it's half price for a single receipt."

"A single receipt…" Ochako almost drooled thinking of all the groceries she could buy, the image of visiting Izuku with a bag full of groceries. Him hugging her, kissing her, ma-

Ochako slapped herself before she got too far into her fantasy, after all she was missing one key component.

"Too bad I'm not a mental quirk user…" She sighed.

"I beg your pardon?"

"My quirk is gravity negation, so I can't-" Ochako tried to explain.

"No, no, no, no, no! I mean what's stopping you from trying?"

"Huh?"

"Those idiots at the counter won't ask for an ID check or anything like that, it's a game so difficult that they won't expect anyone short of an intelligence quirk to solve. And it's not like they can disprove that you have a mental based quirk or not, any monkey with a deck of cards can pretend they have a fortune telling quirk. Heck, I've seen people more likely to believe you have a foresight quirk than actual magic!"

"Uh, Umm…B-But you see, I-I'm not exactly the brightest…"

"Ohohoho! Do not fret my chubby cheeked companion!" She wrapped her bag burdened arm around Ochako. "Not when you have the great In-Telli Saiko by your side!"

Detention after World Domination == A Certain Game of Cat and Mouse

"KIKIKIKI! HAHAHAHAHA! YES! Oh the glory of victory! Nothing beats the sweet sensation of beating your inferior enemy into submission as they helplessly beg for mercy!"

"Uh, yeah…"

Bakugou Katsuki was currently serving his final detention for a fight he instigated against a certain general studies student. However said final detention was not carried out by his homeroom teacher, who was otherwise preoccupied with his interns extra lessons. But Katsuki would honestly rather any amount of boring essays or menial cleaning, to watching the President of UA play Globalisation V for 6 hours straight.

"Speechless Bakugou-kun?" The rat bear creature, smirked?

Katsuki scoffed. "Never took you for a video game kind of guy is all…"

"What? You expected me to be one of those ye-old white bearded, Doctorate level, chess board jockeys?"

Katsuki shrugged.

"Well, I decided to move on from min-maxing, tree branching, greedy algorithms and do something a little more… complex."

Katsuki sincerely doubted playing on a lobby with sweaty NEETS was any better than professional chess.

"Great, so can I go now?"

"Oh, so soon? You haven't even given it a go yet!"

Katsuki supressed a groan. "I'll play it on my own time."

"Nonsense! We have the whole day ahead of us!"

"Arghh…" He did not have the patience for this shit.

"You know, Midoriya-kun did beat me in Bash Bros the other day…"

That comment made Katsuki perk up. "Fuck off with the baiting, Deku has always been eerily good at video games. It's all he's good for anyway."

"Oh? So that was a game where he beat you into the ground in?"

"…"

"I admit as an educator I shouldn't be saying this with such triviality, but as someone who has witnessed and experienced many such failures I feel inclined to comment."

"…Not much to say. I got my ass handed to me, end of story. I'll get stronger so it won't happen a second time."

"Oh, I bet you will. But not in the ways you currently imagine."

"Huh?"

"Self-improvement goes in many different directions, for many different unique individuals Bakugou-kun. What you may see as Midoriya-kun getting ahead of you, was simply months of delinquency to the University administration. After all what good would it do to his grades and his studies in general for him to be in so many fights? As a hero student you see it as training, but I can assure you that is not how Midoriya-kun sees it."

"Then what? He's just fucking around for the sake of it? Knowing that he threw away every chance he had to reach the level I reached Day 1 in this damn place?"

"I believe that Midoriya-kun is merely following the feelings welling up within him. Doing what his heart tells him to do, when no one pushes him forward is simply what he does best. You should know that better than anyone."

"So, what? Are you saying it's ok for him to just go out and try waste himself like that? That it's better for him to be out there than train to be a hero with me?"

Nedzu smiled. "I'm saying that Midoriya Izuku shines in his own way, just like how you do, whatever path he may take is up to him to decide. I don't want my students to be content with merely echoing my opinions or that of others, I want each and everyone of you to find their own path through the jungle called life. Each and every one of my students is like a star, each shining so brightly in their own unique ways, yet not colliding with each others orbit or path."

"…Bunch of-"

"Pretentious nonsense?" The rat chuckled. "Perhaps so, Young Bakugou. But I sincerely hope that one day, someone would learn something from the words I speak. And that what they learned will set them down the right path…"

"…Tsk." Katsuki crossed his arms.

"Now! Let the games begin!"

"Wait what?"