WAIVER

As Izuku's group headed towards U.A.'s testing facility, the rhythmic tap of Recovery Girl's cane caught their attention. Izuku's mechanical eyes zoomed in on the elderly hero. "Shuzenji Chiyo, Recovery Girl, currently employed at U.A. Born April 4th, 2076, registered Quirk Heal, frequently purchases Yoroi Musha brand arthritis cream and has House and Dexter listed as favorite series on her Netflix account."

"Dude," Sato said, "That's hella creepy."

Eyeing the students, Recovery Girl said, "Looks like you're in better shape than the others. Still, can't hurt to pass around a few gummies. They'll perk you right up!"

Sato grinned. "Gummies? Awesome! I could use a top-off." He popped a handful in his mouth. After he swallowed, his whole body rippled. Muscles bulged out, ripping his clothes. With a booming laugh, Sato stomped the ground hard enough to stagger everyone around him.

"These gummies are amazing!" Sato bellowed at the heavens. "Time to kick god's ass!"

After Sato sprinted off in another direction, Kaminari dashed up to her and said, "Me next! I'm gonna get super jacked!"

Kaminari took a whole mouthful and swallowed them whole. A high-pitched hum came from him as his whole body vibrated violently. Then, with the sound of a cathode TV losing power, Kaminari's eyes dimmed, and the vibrating stopped. He held up one hand and wriggled his fingers in front of his face.

"When did I get so many fingers?" Kaminari giggled. "I could hold so many controllers with these!"

"How about the rest of you?" Recovery Girl asked. "Any injuries I should know about?"

"Well, I am feeling a bit nauseous," Ochako said.

Recovery Girl held out the jar. With a look of trepidation at Kaminari drooling on the ground, Ochako ate one. She put her hands on her face, and her feet left off the ground.

"Wow, I feel amazing!" Ochako said. "It's like I'm floating!"

Recovery Girl turned to Iida. "One for you, dearie?"

"No thank you, madam, my parents instructed me never to accept unknown substances from strangers, and those gummies of yours seem to have highly irregular side effects for everyone taking them. I will have to request an active ingredient list and consult my primary physician before-"

Recovery Girl tossed a gummy in his mouth. Iida stopped mid-rant, lowered his raised finger, and slouched his shoulders. "That tastes pretty good. Thank you."

"You're welcome." To Izuku, she asked, "Any medical concerns?"

"His head was backwards," Iida said.

"Broken neck? I can fix that."

She pressed a kiss on Izuku's cheek. Nothing happened. Frowning, Recovery Girl said, "I'll get the lawyer," and tapped her cane on the ground.

An office rose from the rubble behind her. The lawyer seated at the desk pointed at the stack of papers in front of him and said, "I'll need you to sign these waivers."

After Izuku signed and photographed the pages, the office sank into the ground. Recovery Girl walked off and said over her shoulder, "Best of luck, kid. You'll need it."

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