Chapter 33:

Izuku looked around as he stood in the stadium, "So you can just transform everything because of the cement?" He asked and held up his notebook.

"Nezu accomodated this for me, due to speeding this up and all." The man said, "If I wouldn't be fast enough to stop it, you could be and help me." The man said.

Izuku smiled brightly, "Duly noted sir!"

Aizawa then appeared, "Oi, problem T.A. or something." He grumbled, "I'm showing you the booth."

He happily nodded and followed Aizawa to the booth, "So, my main thing is that I'll be commentating on the whole thing, and after that just, fight a pro hero?"

"The rat has been keeping me in the dark, kid. Can't help you." He grunted.

"How are your wounds?" He asked.

"I should be asking you that." The man replied, "The sports festival is two days away and you still have that cast on."

Izuku just sent the man a lopsided grin, "Grandma is getting this off for me in about two hours! I'll be hitting the hay after that." He pouted though, "I won't be able to go to the gym."

"Sure." The man hid his amused grin in the scarf he had. "Just don't piss her off, you're the easiest person who can do that, and I've known her for quite some time with my problem children."

"It's a talent Eraser." He put his free hand over his heart, "It's a talent."

"You're equally dramatic as Hizashi."

"Hizashi?" Izuku repeated with a shit eating grin, "So you two are dating!"

"I've known him since my second year at U.A." The man replied.

"Yeah and? Enough time to date! Which you didn't deny." He sang out and entered the booth, where talk about the devil, Present Mic sat. "Hey Mic-san~!" Izuku sat down in the empty seat next to the man, "Is this my seat?" He asked.

"Sure is!" He looked at the black haired man that was about to explode, "What did you do to him?"

"Interrogated him about you, whether you're not dating or are? Which, you are, right?"

"Married, actually. This year."

"Congrats!" Izuku said and grinned at Aizawa, "Do you want a late-wedding gift?"

"Who gave you sugar?" The man said, exasperated.

"Kayama-san did!" He grinned, "It came in the form of, like, those dipping candy? It was a whole packet with a note saying to eat it specially today and on the day of the sports festival."

"I'm going to kill her."

"No you're not." Hizashi said and then turned to Izuku, punching his shoulder, "Now kid, I'm going to show you the controls, so listen closely."

The greenette smiled, "Yes sir!"

"Little listener just called me, sir!" Hizashi faked, wiping a tear away. Whilst his husband just glared at the boy, 'Wrapping 'zashi around your finger? I think not!'.

Seeing the look on Aizawa's face as Mic explained everything was worth it in Izuku's opinion, he honestly just made it his mission to annoy Aizawa today.

Nodding, he said, "I got it!" Blinking innocently, he turned to his teacher, "Why is he glaring at us, sir?"

"He's just being a grumpy cat." Hizashi waved away, and let me tell you the man was not happy with the grin Izuku had on his face.

He made his face turn confused, "He looks more like a dog person," Pause, "Maybe even a bird."

The man's hair flew up and his eyes glowed, Izuku pointed at his hair, "I knew it! You should tie your hair more, 'Raser. It gives away your time!"

"What time?" The man grunted.

"The time between your blinks."

"I never thought of it like that Shouta," Present Mic said.

"Sure."

"Thank you little listener!"

That's how Izuku got on his bad side for about the time they spent in the booth. Once his watch started beeping he checked it, "Hatsume entered the premises. That's my cue!" He stood up and dusted his pants. "Good day!" He waved.

"Kohai!" He sighed as he entered, "You're supposed to be home, it's only one day off before the sports festival."

"Mind." She said and tightened the bolts on one of her support items, "Too fast!" Izuku winced at the groan it let loose, "Gotta go fast!"

"Hatsume," the supervisor said and sat down on the unoccupied seat, "If you're going to go fast. You will have to trust your inventions."

"But I-I can't!"

"Do you have a small support item you'll be using?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Work on that. I already double checked your items, they work perfectly fine."

She tilted her head. "So, I should just work on my smaller support item?"

"Since you most likely won't leave this place, yes."

She whooped and cheered, "I won't let you down Senpai!"

"I know." He laughed.

A/N: Very very short one, before I write out the whole festival.