"Now that you've finished your first semester in U.A high it's time for summer vacation to officially begin. However, don't think these will be months of rest for you heroes in the making at this camp we'll push you beyond these limits. You're aiming to become plus ultra." Sternly, Aizawa explains to his class, his brow furrowed
"I'm so psyched I have been looking forward to this camp all semester Deku!" Cheerily, Ochaco rushes over to Deku's side beaming from ear to ear eagerly excited.
"O-Oh yeah it's definitely close huh! So close." Blushing, Midoriya exclaims, steam spewing out of his ruby red face that he so flimsy fails to hide.
"Um Todoroki just me or is Deku going to pass out?" Curious, Sayako arches a brow when noting the flustered form of Midoriya.
"Perhaps I should offer him my ice?" Todoroki raises his hand, a faint icy tint to his fingertips.
"Maybe." Unsure, Sayako shrugs, furrowing her brow.
"Hey what's the matter?" Concerned, Ochaco questions him, peering at him, getting way to close to his face.
"I'm just a little hot." Meekly, Midoriya whimpers as Ochaco's browns widen making her release a strange squeal, her race ruby red steam spewing out of her own as she suddenly leaps back.
"Let's hear it for camp!" Loudly, she proclaims red in the face as she begins clapping the air cheering.
"Camp! Camp! Camp!" Merrily, Mina and Kaminari eagerly join in.
"The hell…?" Sayako's greens narrow at the scene playing out before her.
"It's best not to question these sorts of things." Todoroki tells her.
"I guess…" Sayako shrugs unsure.
"I heard some of class A are taking extra courses does that mean they actually failed in the final exam that would be so embarrassing! Especially since you're meant to be so much better than our class!" Cackling, Momona calls out grinning from ear to ear.
"Don't." Tiredly, Todoroki tries to stop her, recognising her twitching hue anywhere.
"Oh Momona and how did you hear? I hear you were the first one of your class to fail that must hurt right?" Sayako sneers poison oozing out of her toxic tongue dropping down.
"Here we go…" Sighing, Shoto slumps his shoulders watching the scene paly out keeping a watchful eye.
"Not at all how does it feel knowing that more people failed in your class than 1 B it must hurt right? Right?" Grinning, Monoma counters.
"At least they have originality what do you have at the end of the day?!" Seething, Sayako snarls, her fingertips curling into a furious fist, feeling her blood boil, bubble, burn.
"Oh please don't we already have a pro with threads? What do you offer at the table, at least I have a choice in what quirks I can use, all of you must be wallowing in shame-" Smugly, Monoma begins his head slamming into her own unaware of a single hand behind raised behind him.
"At least-" Sayako begins only to cry out from the gently tug of a collar, tugging her back.
"Apologies for her." Todoroki tells Kendo now holding the limp Monoma in her hands.
"The hell Todoroki?!" Sharply, Sayako snaps at her friend.
"You were biting the bait again." Todoroki reminds her making her grumble, glaring to the side, crossing her arms over her chest, bitterly.
"It's fine Todoroki, don't mind him." Kendo tells him.
"Monoma's scary." Reiko Yanagi exclaims as Kendo drags the unconscious mess onto the bus.
"Sayako is scary…" Sero sighs slumping his shoulders.
"Oh the rest of class B." Midoriya smiles recognising the class.
"It's nice to see you outside the sprots festival I guess we're not technically rivals." Smirking, Setsuna tells the class.
"Bold of you to assume I even considered you lot rivals." Sayako remarks.
"Sayako…" Shoto says warningly.
"Urgh…" Sayako groans craning her neck back at her friend's warning tone.
"Time to get on the bus!" Kendo calls out to her class as she enters with the unconscious Monoma.
"Okay!" The others chorus getting on said bus.
"The girls of class A and B it's like a buffet of bombshell." Hungrily, Mineta whispers in awe chomping down on his arm, salvia sewing out of his mouth, creating waterfalls of blue to come crashing down on the ground.
"Dude get yourself together like for real." Disgusted, Kirishima furrows his brow down at Mineta.
"Attention Class A our bus is here everyone line up in seating order." Tenya calls out making the others turn to his frantic movements.
"Is it bad I sort of want to give him a vest and lollipop." Sayako furrows her brow at the imagery.
"Lollipop?" Confused, Shoto quirks his head to the side but before he could ask, they all get on board the bus heading off.
"The hell who told you you could sit by me thread girl." Angrily, Bakugo snarls glaring daggers at Sayako simply staring out at the window, her earphones even but even then her music was no match for Bakugo's shouting.
"No one Bakugo I have a question." Sayako tells him curiosity laced in her tone as she leans into the plush pillow of her palm.
"And you think I'm going to answer it? I know how your questions were with half half bastard I ain't answering squat." Scowling, Bakugo glares daggers down at the unfazed Sayako simply staring up at him.
"No this is different." Sayako removes her earphones seeing the fruitless effort of blocking out said boy.
"What is it then? Say it clearly dumbass." Huffing, Bakugo crosses his arms over his chest glaring to the side.
"Are you and Bombarda related?" Sayako asks him making Bakugo freeze from said question.
"...The hell?" Bakugo blurts out, his raw reds narrowing into her olive.
"You two have similar quirks." Simply, she shrugs.
"So do you and best Jeanist you don't see me asking about your family tree." Tensely, Bakugo answers as Sayako's eyes widen when hearing his surprisingly soft voice, a low whisper filled to the brim with tension honestly unsettling Sayako, she had never seen Katsuki seem so calm.
"You're not denying it." Sayako notes calmly.
"Neither are you." Aloofly, Bakugo counters as both olive green glare into raw reds.
"You have red eyes." Sayako states.
"And you have green eyes." Bakugo deadpans.
"Olive actually." Smugly, Sayako corrects him making Bakugo's eye twitch.
"You wanna die!?" Snarling, he yells.
"Pipe it down back there." Annoyed, Aizawa barks back there only to groan from the eruption of class A having the time of their lives while Bakugo's ruby red glare into a pair of olive before both slump their shoulders, turning their backs to one another and waiting for this bus ride to end.
"Finally I needed to get off that bus!" Relieved, Kaminari beams brightly as he stretches enjoying the shining sun before them on a mountain side of sorts, hearing the bugs and other wildlife go about their day.
"Let me through I gotta pee!" Desperate, Mineta rushes out of the bus
"This isn't much of a rest area." Kirishima furrows his brow at the thought.
"I know and where's class B?" Jiro ponders.
"What are you planning?" Sceptical, Sayako's greens narrow at Aizawa.
"I don't know what you're talking about…" Smoothly, Aizawa answers.
"Oh no, don't do that I know you. I mean why the heck is there a car!?" Scowling, Sayako glares at him.
"Then you should know what's in store. You don't think we just stopped here so you could rest your legs do you?" Amused, Aizawa smirks sadistically.
"Please sir the toilet!" Pleadingly, Mineta looks up at him, clutching his trousers.
"Heya Erasure!" The door to the car opens revealing a young woman with brown eyes and red hair styled into three bangs going across her face. Mandalay wears a red version of some sort of hero costume and as part of her costume, she draws red markings beneath her eyes, which resemble cat whiskers.
"Long time no see." Aizawa acknowledges the two as another pops up a blonde with blue eyes, and long blonde hair that's mostly combed back save for her bangs. She wears an attire similar to the other woman but it's blue.
"Your feline fantasies are here say meow!" The short haired woman begins.
"To purrfeclty cute and cat like girls!" The blonde winks.
"You can call us the glam glam pussy cats!" Together, the two chorus cheering.
"Urgh…no come on Sayako you were trained for this, you were trained for this by sir Nighteye you can't let him down…" Sayako groans, a look of pure repulsion upon her facial features from the wave of second hand embarrassment washing over her as she looks away shuddering. A part of her relieved that a certain lilac haired boy isn't here if he was…oh boy.
"These are the pro heroes you will be working with this summer for the summer training camp." Aizawa informs his class.
"They are a four person hero team who specialises in mountain rescues!" Excited, Midoriya beams brightly, a bright blush upon his cheeks, steam spewing out of his nostrils as he excitedly reveals the truth to the group.
"A bit intense aren't ya Midoriya?" Amused, Sayako smirks shoving her hands into her pockets.
"The pussycats were founded when we were kids forever ago! This marks their twelfth year working as a-" Animatedly, Midoriya continues his tangent oblivious to the alarmed twitch of a certain blonde.
"I'm pretty sure your mouth must be off I'm eighteen at heart!" The blonde slams her paw like fisticuff into Midoriya's face, swiftly silencing said boy, an evil glint in her eye as the paws reveal talons of sorts digging deep into his green locks holding him as she winks cheekily at him.
"That's so sad…" Both Kirishima and Kaminari chorus shaking their heads at her.
"Huh aunt Ryuko says she's been 21 for 10 years…" Sayako notes to her herself, a part of herself unnerved to see someone so similar to her aunt about.
"Everyone say hello." Bored, Aizawa tells the class.
"Hello nice to meet you." The class chorus bowing their heads to her.
"We owe this whole stretch of land out here." The short haired one stretches her arms out, gesturing to the land below them.
"So you can bury bodies here and not get away with it." Sayako hums to herself at the thought, placing her hand from her pocket to her chin, cradling it at the thought.
"Why was that your first assumption?" Afraid, Kaminari hisses at her panicked.
"With Aizawa you have to be prepared for anything." Annoyed, Sayako grumbles glaring at said teacher.
"Shut up and listen." Sternly, Aizawa snaps slamming his scarf down at Sayako's feet making her squeak back briefly flinching from the sheer intensity of his raw red glare.
"Yes sir…" Sayako sighs slumping her shoulders in defeat.
"The training camp you're staying at is right over there at the base of the mountain." The shorter haired one of the pussycats reveals pointing farther into the forest.
"That's far." The others chorus in agreement.
"Why are you telling us?" Sceptical, Sayako's greens narrow turning to glare at Aizawa.
"You'll see…" Stoically, Aizawa stares ahead making Sayako release a small noise of unease.
"Then why did we stop all the way here?" Innocently, Ochaco questions.
"I'm afraid we both know the answer to that." Tsuyu exclaims.
"That can't be right." Sato steps back.
"Um back on the bus quick let's go…" Strained, Sero smiles.
"Good idea load up." Nervously, Denki places his hand on Koda, a strained smile on his lips while Koda had beads of sweat sliding down the side of his temple with Mina nodding her head in agreement.
"Aizawa…" Sayako scowls at her teacher.
"What?" Bored, he simply stares at her.
"I just want you to know if I don't make it out of this I wanted you and Midnight to both know…I hate you." Straight faced, she tells him straight in the eye making his own eye twitch.
"The current time is nine thirty in the morning if you're fast about it you might make it out by noon." Smirking, the short haired one exclaims her tail wagging, grinning from ear to ear.
"No way! Guys…!" Worried, Kirishima takes a step back fearful.
"Holy crap!" Scared, Mina whimpers as she and the others of class 1A head back to the bus, heading straight to it.
"Save yourselves!" Kirishima screams only to gasp at the blonde lands between them and the bus, a sinister smirk upon her lips.
"Kitty who don't make it by 12 30 won't get any lunch!" The short one calls out as the others try to reach the bus but…
"You should have guessed students the training camp has already begun…" Bored, Aizawa exclaims as next thing the class knew they were thrown high into the sky.
"Aizaz you ba-ARGH!" Sayako screeches only to gape at the mud comes crashing into her mouth swiftly silencing her.
"Told you to shut your mouth Sayako." Smugly, Aizawa's voice calls out, arrogance laced in his tone as she screams, flails about before being engulfed in the earthy debris of the ground seeing nothing but darkness as she comes crashing down alongside her classmates.