Chapter 8:
"Eh, sure. Why not?" He can't believe his mother agreed that quickly. While eating cereal. "That quick? I mean, just instantly saying yes mom? What about Fubuki? Who's gonna take her home?"
"I'll be handling Fubuki now, Izuku. Don't worry about it. I know my own daughter." His dad answered from the kitchen. He was making some good ol' onigiris for breakfast. "Besides, we both know that she's off doesn't want to be with the hero business after that incident. In fact, she's been curious about my machines lately. I approve."
"Only because you can have a potential nerd buddy in the family, Hisashi." Inko retorts. Izuku snorts while eating his cereal. "H-Hey, Izuku's a nerd!"
"Lil bro's a quirk otaku. You've seen his notebooks, dad."
"Those same notebooks helped me think of ideal support items for heroes." Hisashi points out. "…Are you guys sure about letting me go dormitory mode?"
"Well, yes, but I might have to turn your room into Fubuki's workshop if she decides to be a support engineer."
"Of course you would."
"Or you could use the garage, honey." Hisashi's face lit up at that statement. "Oh shit, yeah, I could make a secret lab UNDER the garage. I doubt that my savings would be enough though."
"Eh, use mine. Already bought my training equipment and my diet is already ready. Just don't go and wasting it on unnecessary stuff. Remember, no grenade launchers with trick grenades in the house, honey."
"Don't worry, I had to live under a budget after dad kicked me out for a while. That, and little sis lent me some of her money to get me to college. She only wanted to see her niece and nephew. Dirty deeds done dirt cheap, I guess."
"When's Aunty Ryuko visiting, dad?"
"She's kinda busy. She recently took in her usual intern for some more training. Girl has potential, so I made her those gauntlets, which reminds me, it's time for your nanomachine injection." Izuku's eyes widened in realization as he remembers how painful those things are. "Uh, can't I just swallow a pill or something?"
"Nanomachines ain't medicine, son."
"C'mon, sweetie, take it like a man!"
"If getting those things injected inside me is what it takes, then I'd rather not!"
"Psh, pussy. This version of nanomachines finally have griptech on them." Hisashi smirks as he pulls out the injector. Izuku tried his best not to scream since Fubuki was still sleeping. "You do know you could shut down your pain receptors, right?" His dad says, after injecting him.
"Buddha's fat fucking chin, I forgot." He facepalmed himself with the table. "Um… what does 'fucking' mean?" The father and son paused at their banter as they slowly turned their head to a recently awakened Fubuki. She was yawning and rubbing her eyes. They then looked back at Inko; whose face was darkened. And then she smiled. An innocent one in the eyes of a child, but a very deadly one in the eyes of the ones who've experienced her wrath. "I'll tell you later, Fu. Take a bath first." Fubuki happily nods her head and goes to the bathroom.
"Now, shall we discuss the amount of swearing that I am about to limit in this fucking apartment?"
"…Y-Yes, ma'am." The guys responded in fear. Hell hath no fury like an angry Midoriya.
The day finally came. It was Sunday and he was packing his stuff alongside Camie. "Well, now I can't wait to go to the dorms, Izubro! It's gonna be freakin' lit with all them dramas and romance and-"
"My peace and quiet finally coming to an end."
"Peace and quiet my butt, ya ain't ever havin' any of that ever again."
"It's just three years. Then I'm free. Yeah, just three years of untold chaos… and destruction… and holy shit, possible casualties in internship." His panic was over before it even started when Camie karate chops him in the head. "Ay, ay, none o' that negative shizzle. We're gonna make it through this together like we usually do. It's gonna be easy. GG no re's. Maybe finally getting my driver's license by the time summer ends!"
"I've seen how you drive, Camie."
"Psh, it can't be that bad." Memories instantly went through Izuku's mind about the time his dad tried to teach Camie how to drive which escalated to all three of them accidentally having a highspeed chase involving Ingenium and a vigilante down the interstate all the while Camie is trying to teach herself how to drift. It was not a fond memory, to say the least.
"It was really, really bad. Legit bad." Izuku said while trying to shake that memory off. "Legit? Never heard ya usin' that word. I must be rubbin' off o' ya." She nudges him teasingly.
"Psh, your accent is a disease. Like friendship." He retorts having nothing else to say. He's not gonna bother arguing with a troll. "It's the one disease that ya ain't ever escapin', Izubro." He hates how right she is. The guys at UA seem decent enough so Shiketsu can't be that bad. Besides, he keeps contact with Ochako, Tsu, and Shoji. "You know what? I don't mind." He admits. It's not really that bad to have some friends.
"D'aww, you're makin' me all flustered up. Jegus. You know how to talk smoothly." Izuku has no idea what she's talking about but if this is her definition of smooth, then she has shit taste. "Smooth? I've seen romcoms. That isn't smooth, coming from me." He quickly covered his mouth. Why did he let that slip? Oh now she's not gonna let him live it down.
"Wait… ya watch romcoms." She perks up when she heard what she says. "You're in trouble now, kid."
"Shut up, Kira."
"You heard nothing." As he picks up the stuff that he'd bring to the dorms.
"I heard everything." Camie just had to emphasize that while making an illusionary 'everything' using her quirk. Izuku rolls his eyes. "Shut up," The trip there was quiet as she apparently took his 'shut up' seriously. "Okay, fine, my favorite romcom is 'Crazy, Stupid, Love'." Then she slaps him on the stomach and laughs. "HAH! AND THEY SAID I HAD SHIT TASTES."
"For fuck's sake, stop scaring me like that while I'm driving."
"Sorry, Mr. Midoriya."
"And call me the Green Dragon of the East."
"Dad, no." Izuku looks back at the window in embarrassment. "To be fair, I did like 'Crazy, Stupid, Love', kid."
"Not much of a consolation, Kira."
"Fine, I'll tell ya my favorite action movie. It's Ghost Rider 2." Izuku bursts out laughing when he heard that. He actually wheezed. "Fucking. Jegus. Really? Whoever said you have shit taste IS right, you know."
"Oh shut up, Izubro."
"That's my line." He pouts, not happy about his copyrighted(not really) line is used against him.
"Huh, guess you must be rubbing off of me." Camie says as she shrugs.
"Touché."
"Well if you two are done having a love quarrel, we're here."
"Dad, stop courting me with Camie. She's gay." He got a confused look from her.
"Dude, I'm straight." She replied.
"Wait… seriously? You mean all this time I thought you liked other women?" Izuku's eye widened in realization and embarrassment. He's covering his face with his hands while Camie laughs at him. Hisashi had the most done look in his face. "I raised an idiot."
"Dad, please. I've seen the way she looks at aunty Mitsuki."
"Psh, who wouldn't look at her like that?"
"My dad, for example."
"That's only because he loves your mother a lot more than you think." She winks at him. "Inko's my first love. My second love is my machines, and my third is… yeah, my second is my kids, and my third are my machines."
"Dad did you seriously-"
"We're already here. Chop chop!" He presses a button and Izuku and Camie's seats immediately launched them outside the car along with their stuff. Beds and Cabinets included. Somehow. Pickup trucks are the real MVPs. "It seems that you two are finally here, woof. Welcome to the dorms." A dog man greets them outside the building. The dorm looks a lot more like a barrack than anything. Once they got inside though, it looked a lot more like a 5-Star hotel. "Forgive the outer aesthetic. The school wanted to focus more on the inside of the dorms rather than the outside. I hope that you would have a rather comfortable time in this dorm. You already know the rules sent to you, am I correct?"
"Yes, sir Tsuragamae." They both said. The police chief nodded and left.
"Oi! It's the last two! Why ya gotta be later than usual ya wankstains?!" They turned their head towards the feminine voice to see a smiling curly-haired redhead. She had freckles on her face and sea-green eyes. She's wearing a tank-top, and short shorts with thigh high leggings and knee-high boots. That and a red jacket is tied around her waist. "Hah. Guess your redhead fetish is finally fulfilled, Izubro." Camie points out.
"CAMIE!"
"What? This howlin, numpty, jessie, oaf-lookin', soy faced, slithering, bawbag got a thing for redheads? PFFT! That's actually kind of pathetic." She laughs. "And she's fucking Scottish. Of course, make me technically attracted to her on the first fucking day."
"You can't really choose who you're attracted to, kid. Even if you didn't choose them, you'll end up liking them back."
"Pssh, attraction's different from love. Don't lecture me about that."
"Just sayin, a high chance of mutual attraction leads to liking, and mutual liking leads to love."
"Says the one who died a virgin."
"You know what? Maybe I'll stay quiet for now."
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. I don't even know half of what you said. Where's my room, by the way?" Izuku stands up and dusted himself. He realized that this girl is a lot short than she looks. About 155 centimeters compared to his 166 and Camie's 169. "What are ya starin' at, wankstain? Ya ain't gonna ask me name?"
"Fine, what's your name, Merida?"
"Ay, ay, don't call me that. Me name's Ikari Beatrice, but ya can call me Trish. Some other soy-face insisted that he calls me Ikari or some shit like that, but ya can call me Trish. Formality's out of the damn window for this one."
"Fine, Trish, where's our room?"
"That's gonna be a bit of a problem, uh, greeny."
"My name's Midoriya Izuku and this narcissistic bitch right here is Camie Utsushimi."
"Yo." Camie waves as she tries to carry her obviously heavy luggage. "Oh for the love of- Let me carry that shit." Izuku takes her heavy luggage from her and lifted it like it was nothing. Trish's momentary shock of Izuku's strength did not last long as she shook it off. "Anyway, we got a bit of a problem, Midori. The dorms only got five rooms."
"Great, I'll take the living room then." He says sarcastically. He doesn't like having roommates. Aside from Camie, who he's already used to. "Oh, even worse. Guess who yer sharin' a room with?"
"Who?" Trish beckons the both of them to the elevator. They went up the second floor and saw that it does only have five rooms. The space between them is rather big. "Here's room 203, our room, Izuku." Izuku instantly drops Camie's stuff on his foot, but the pain never came. "Ah goddammit."
Camie couldn't hold it any longer and she bursts out laughing. "Y-ya, just got to b-be the unlu-hahahaha-unluckiest luckiest guy i-hahahah-in the fuckin' dorms, Izubro."
"Shut up!"
"Oh don't worry, I don't go so far as to make a guy cheat on his girl!" Trish apologetically puts her hand up. "What the hell are you implying?"
"Wait, you two aren't datin'?" That got Camie out of her laughing and instantly got her face red. Izuku pinched his nose, exasperated with the scene. "It's not like that." They both said but Trish simply raised her eyebrow. "Suuuuuurrree. Well, ta be honest, it's not like I'll be going all lovey-dovey with this wankstain right here."
"Good, she's not into me, and I am only slightly into her. That wouldn't cause any problems."
"Wait, ain't it supposed to be boys with other boys and girls with other girls?" Camie points out. "Somethin' about anti-segregation of somethin'? I don't fuckin' know, I don't even wanna know."
"Ugh, I'll just go with it."
"Because you're gonna be in the same room with a redhead, am I right, Izubro?"
"Shut the fuck up." Izuku retorts but Camie has already gone to her room. "HEY YO! MY ROOMMATES A BADASS WOLF! SUCK ON THAT, YA REDHEAD LOVING ASS!"
"WILL THE PEOPLE OUTSIDE SILENCE THEMSELVES?!" Some guy suddenly bursts out of the room, dressed in formal clothing. For some reason. He got purple hair and slanted eyes. His left eye is covered by his hair. "…Are you some forbidden love-child of a goth and a conformist?" Izuku asks. Trish cackles in delight. "Good one, wankstain."
"I am Shishikura Seiji. I am my parent's son. I am NOT goth, mongrel."
"Name's Midoriya Izuku, the blonde right there is Utsushimi Camie and this right here is Ikari Beatrice. Nice to meet you." Izuku holds out his hand for a handshake but Seiji just glared at him. "Very well, I wouldn't say that it's nice to meet you, but my roommate is already undisciplined enough, so please try to not be a bother to others." Seiji said as smoke comes out of the room. Izuku took a peek inside and saw a guy with black hair wearing a black pants, leather boots, and a red jacket over a white shirt smoking a cigarette.
"Yo." He waves while taking a large puff and blowing it out. "See what I mean, Midoriya?"
"Eh, probably has something to do with his quirk." Izuku shrugs. "You got that right, homie. Name's Chisa Mokemuri. Already heard your names from the outside. Don't worry about the smoke getting in on your lungs. I can make sure that never happens. Besides, this is the only way I can power my quirk up."
"Alright then, Chisa."
"Eh, call me Murry. Chisa sounds like a name that just doesn't seem right." He waves it off while puffing another one from his cig. "I know they gave you permission to do that but will you stop smoking for ONE SECOND?!"
"…Okay, man." He stopped smoking for exactly one second before going back to doing it. "I have not meant that statement literally. Will you please keep the smoke to a minimum, at the very least?"
"Aight, man." He stopped smoking altogether. Seiji was grinding his teeth the entire time. "Thank… you…"
"Don't need to thank me, man." And then Seiji slammed the door on Izuku's face. "Jegus. This is gonna be one hell of a year."
"Tell me about it, wankstain. Now, get it here. I'm helpin' ya set your shit up." Trish started unpacking his stuff without his permission. "What's this? A bloody toy?" She holds up what seems to be Izuku's Limited Edition All Might Golden Age action figure. "Hey, that's the most expensive thing I own, give it to me." She thankfully gives it back to him, probably because he was giving off deadly aura. Probably not, cause she was grinning maniacally as she hands it back to him. He grumbled something about her being an annoying roommate.
"Hey, ya wanna know why I act the way I do when I met ya?" Now he's intrigued. "…Why?" He asks while setting up his computer and his bedsheets at the same time with the help of his quirk. Some practice with One For All helped him manipulate multiple parts of the bedsheet to make it look like he's using it as a whole. It does take a lot more concentration than usual, and sometimes causes a headache. "Because," She holds his head to her chest. "I like ya, silly." He was caught off guard and caused the bedsheet to be prematurely let go.
"Huh… eh… what?" He's at loss with words. He was blushing as hell. "Just kidding. HA! I can't believe ya fell for that! I fuckin' knew that you're into redheads but to easily fall for that shit? What a diddy. Use that wee brain o' yours and take a hint, wankstain." Now she's laughing at him and he has the most done face reality could allow.
"I swear, I felt my heart lock itself a bit more right now."
"I'm telling you, kid. She's a shrew. A damn good one. But that won't be a problem for you, seeing as how you tolerate Camie."
"Camie's my best friend. I just met this annoying girl." Before he could respond angrily, he felt himself get heavier than usual. "Feelin' heavy ain't ya? That's my quirk workin'. It goes like that fer five minutes or unless I want it to wear off. All I need to trigger it is a wee touch and then piss ya off, and it works." Now he feels lighter.
Ikari Beatrice
Age: 15 years old
Quirk: Anger Management
Height: Shortie. I mean, 157cm
Scottish Mum. Japanese Dad. Sucks at combat. Sharp tongue. Even sharper mind. Hurts your feelings without meaning it. Sometimes sorry about it. Not easy to anger but sensitive about her height. Totally does not like Izuku. Totally.
"Whatever, shortie." Now HE got a reaction from her. "Don't call me shortie."
"Pfft, you look like a kid compared to me and Camie. You're officially shortie."
"GAAAHHH" She jumps at him and they both fell on his bed. "Take. That. Back." She said with venom in her voice. Izuku just grins. "…I'll think about it."
"Ya better, ya wankstain." She gets back to helping him with his stuff. It took them almost two hours to set it up since he also has to rebuild his cabinet, which they agreed to share from now on, seeing as how she doesn't have one. "And don't ya try sniffin' on me panties to get a whiff of me fanny, awright?"
"First of all, what the hell are you even saying? Second of all, why the hell would I attempt to get a whiff of your presumably smelly vagina? Yes, we're using that word. Nothing wrong with saying the name of a body part."
"Ya ask me. If ya keep bein' nice, I might actually wanna shag ya."
"…Ew. No. You know what? I'm going to the living room where everyone probably is." He reached for the door outside but it was instantly opened by another person. He looked up to see that the person was a girl and almost as tall as Shoji. She's wearing a purple and black striped, ripped t-shirt, and a polka dot lounge pants along with a black-and-grey-shoes. What stands out about her the most are her horns that are colored like candy corns and her grey skin and the clown face paint on her face. She looks… not sober.
"Um…"
"Hey. I'm Chifu Dokeshi. Welcome to the motherfuckin' dorms, bro and sis. Everyone but us three are already at the living room. Are you both done having the sacred ritual of sloppy makeouts, as Camie says?"
"Sloppy makeouts?!" They both yelled in unison. "She's dead!" They also said in unison. They make their way down the living room to see six other people, and a wolf. They both thought that nothing could get weirder until the said wolf started speaking. "Welcome to the dorms, good sirs. Hope you do not mind my… appearance." Appearance is the last thing they mind about the wolf. He had gray fur and a scar over his left eye. His underbelly had a lighter version of gray. He's like a generic wolf.
"Oh no, we don't." They said and the wolf nods. Or whatever a nod is to a dog. Or wolf.
"Shall I introduce all of you to both of them?" The wolf asks, looking at the other people on the room. Izuku and Trish went to the couch to sit down with the rest of them. Murry was on the carpet. Camie is beside Izuku and Trish. Seiji is standing beside a very hairy student, like hair covering his entire body, who answered the wolf's question. "No, no, It's better if we introduce ourselves, Hoshiokami. You have a good understanding of human customs, but please, observe. Oh, and you could start it, if you like."
"Very well. My name is Hoshiokami Kenshi. As you can see, I am a wolf. People commonly mistake me as a human with an animal quirk but I am, in fact, an actual wolf. I'm afraid I have no intentions of discussing my past and how I have been given a super strength and super intelligence quirk which gave me sentience, so may I ask for another one to introduce themselves." Kenshi says as he gestures toward the other people in the room.
"They already know me." Said Camie. "We already know each other." Said Seiji and Murry, at the same time. "I just introduced myself up the motherfuckin' stairs. Honk." Chifu says. It's pretty obvious that they also already introduced themselves to the others before Izuku and Trish finished organizing his room. "Fine then, I'll go next. My name is Nagamasa Mori. From my appearance, you can already tell what my quirk is."
"Oh, I'LL GO NEXT!" The guy with buzzcut yells while waving his hand in the air excitedly like a kid wanting to answer a question that they're about to be wrong at. "I AM… YOARASHI INASA! MY QUIRK LET'S ME CONTROL THE WIND! I HOPE THAT WE ALL LEARN THE VIRTUES OF A HERO IN OUR YEARS IN THIS SCHOOL!" The guy yells loudly. That really hurt Izuku's ears. "Yeah, we get you're passionate and all but can you not scream? That freaking hurts."
"I agree with Midoriya here." Seiji said while nodding. Inasa never stopped smiling. "Very well," He turned to face Izuku and bowed until his head is touching the floor. "I APOLOGIZE FOR RAISING MY VOICE TOO HIGH, FOR I AM TOO EXCITED TO START THE SCHOOL YEAR WITH ALL OF YOU!" Izuku can't tell if the guy is messing with him or just extremely passionate about being a hero student. He let it pass. Next up was apparently a girl with a blue and short hair. She had cat-eye glasses on her. She's currently wearing a red hoodie over a really big shirt that reaches her thighs along with jogging pants and running shoes. "She has no sense of fashion."
"Rich words coming from someone who unironically wears a white shirt with the word 'shirt' on it."
"Goddammit, Kira."
"My name is… Riku Hinata. My quirk is… there's a lot of people staring at me…" Everyone sweat dropped when she covered her face with her hands in embarrassment. Good thing Murry came to the rescue when he stood up and pulled something out of his pocket. It was a joint. "Ay, you can calm down with this marijuana I bought legally."
"W-What? N-No, I don- I can't smoke!" She says while looking away, still embarrassed. Izuku wasn't sure why. Murry didn't really go near her personal space. But he did offer her a joint like it was offering a kid some candy. "Good for you. I wish I didn't need this." He said before lighting it up and thanking a puff. "I wouldn't mind if I got any. Looks kinda lit."
"CAMIE NO!" Izuku instantly screams as he smacks her hand away. Murry quickly put the lit joint out and put it back on his pocket. "On second thought, I'm not offering anyone here a smoke unless they need to calm the heck down."
"Jeez, I was jokin', Izubro. I ain't gonna do a 420 blaze it without ya." She said as she shakes away the pain from her hand. "Did ya use the other half of your quirk? That smack hurts like hell. Or maybe it's the fact that ya worked it. Either way, the pain is WHACK." Izuku stares at the hand he used for a moment.
"Ah, he's probably wankin'." Trish just had to ruin the mood. "TRISH!"
"Pssh, jackin' off? I'm the only one who watches porn between the two of us. This guy READS porn. You should have seen me walk in on him reading Fifty Shades of-"
"CAMIE!"
"CAN YOU PLEASE HAVE SOME DIGNITY, YOU DAMN HARLOT?!" Seiji interrupts with a very red face. Camie and Trish laughs it off.
"Alright, let's just let Riku calm down and move on to the next, shall we? I think Izuku should go next." Nagamasa quickly defused the situation and everyone nodded in agreement. "He reminds me a little bit of Shoji. Murry is probably high. That or his quirk makes him immune to the effects of whatever he smoked. Better write that down my notebook."
"Yeah my name is Midoriya Izuku. I don't read Fifty Shades of Grey, nor am I into redheads." Both of them is a lie. He knows it. Camie knows it. She's trying her best not to laugh but she's definitely failing horribly. "My quirk is Minor Telekinesis. Not gonna disclose the details of that."
"Understandable. How about you?" Nagamasa asks Trish. "Me name's Ikari Beatrice but you can call me Trish. If ya could see, I'm part Scottish. My quirk has somethin' to do with pissin' y'all off." She said quickly, going over it fast. "Well, now that every motherfucker here knows every other motherfucker here, how about I bake us some motherfuckin' pie and hand some of y'all some Faygo." Chifu asks. Izuku's slightly creeped out by her eternal high-on-weed smile but she seems nice. He's not quick to judge anyway.
"Yeah, sure."
"Go ahead."
"O-Okay."
"Very well."
"ALRIGHTY!"
"You do you, homie."
"Faygo and pie sounds pretty lit."
"Of course."
"Pie seems as tasty as rabbits. I shall try it."
Chifu went inside the kitchen while everyone was chatting. She suddenly screamed which alerted everyone. "WHAT THE ANGLING FUCK?!" They quickly rushed to the kitchen and saw a dead old man with what looks like his intestines coming out on a pool of blood. "HE'S DEAD!" Everyone but Kenshi screamed, who looked hungrily at the intestines. "I'm alive." The old man was smiling as he faced everyone.
"HE'S ALIVE!" Somehow, that scared everyone even more. "Does anyone have any desire to consume the dropped sausages?"
"Bah! Do you have to ruin it, dog?" The old man said as he stands up and wiping what is actually ketchup of his hero costume. "I am a wolf, actually. I apologize for ruining your… practical jokes. I was distracted by the smell of sausage."
"Fine then. Here you go, boy." The old man says while tossing the sausages into the air which Kenshi easily caught in his mouth. "That thing aside, I will be your Homeroom Teacher."
"You don't look like any hero I've seen before." Izuku says but he didn't mean it in a rude way. "That's because I'm too old for you to find, boy. My name is Gran Torino."
{- To Be Continued...
Chat Omake
procrastinatingWebhead [PW] RIGHT NOW opened a memo on board YEAH FIRST DAY ON SHIKETSU.
PW: yeah first day was interesting
newtonsBane [NB] RIGHT NOW responded to the memo.
NB: What happened on the first day, Izuku?"
PW: an old man faked his death
PW: also he revealed that he was our homeroom teacher
silentShinobi [SS] RIGHT NOW responded to the memo.
SS: You have a very bizarre first day there, Midoriya
PW: tell me about it shoji
PW: wait
PW: howd you know my handle
PW: and how did i somehow know that it was you
SS: Uraraka sent your bothersome handle to me.
PW: thats very thoughtful
PW: thanks Ochako
NB: Tsu suggested it to me.
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RW: kero kero ;)
PW: let me guess
PW: you guys are currently training for the sports festival
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RW: kero
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GB: FucK YeaH. GooD LucK Y'alL.
NB: Who are you?
PW: her name is Camie
PW: shes my best friend
PW: well
PW: closest thing to a best friend
GB: AW MaN, WhY YoU GottA DO ME LikE ThaT?
PW: i dunno
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GT: Im NoT fOlLoWiNg Up In ThIs ThInG aT aLl
PW: now who the hell are you
GT: ItS mE MaN, iTs MuRrY
SS: I see that you have made friends in your new school, Midoriya
RW: good for you, kero
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WD banned PW from responding to memo
WD: AWRIGHT, YA WANKSTAINS. WHICH ONE O' YA IS IZUKU'S DARLIN'?
GB: I'M JusT HiS BesT FrienD, SiS.
SS: I do not swing that way
RW: not me, kero
NB: Definitely not me.
GT: Im AiNt FoLlOwInG aNy Of ThIs HaPpEnStAnCeS
WD: WELL THAT JUST CONCLUDES IT. HE'S A BLOODY LOJWKVNKWVWDDKDWVWVWVW
WD: FOR FUCK'S SAKE, I'M SORRWNVWD,AWDKCDWVMDVDV
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SS: Oh please, do that
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PW: why are you banning yourself trish
PW: pretty fucking mental if you ask me
PW: now whos the lodvwvwbefbebeb
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PW: HEY HEY HEY STOP YOUR
PW: WRONG ACCOUNT, GIMME A SECOND
WD: HEY HEY HEY STOP YOUR SHIT!
WD: maybe you should stop trying to slap me off my
WD: shit
PW: maybe you should stop trying to slap me off my own computer
GB: OH MY GoD, TheY ArE CurrentlY UsinG ThE SamE ComputeR TO ArguE WitH EacH OtheR.
GB: CutE!
SS: Huh, good for him
RW: kero
PW: if you dont stop
PW: im gonna rip you apart
PW: molecule by molecule
WD: I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY, WANKSTAIN
PW: dont tempt me
NB: Can we please stop arguing?
GB: Don'T WorrY AbouT IT. They'rE CurrentlY SmilinG AT EacH OtheR WhilE ThreateninG EacH OtheR.
NB: Oh.
NB: That is sorta cute.
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WD unbanned PW from responding to memo
PW: stop banning me from my own shit
WD: FINE!
WD banned herself from responding to memo
PW: bloody hell
PW: this is gonna be one hell of a ride
PW closed the memo
AND THE MOTHERFUCKING OCs ARE HERE. Anyway, I'm gonna be needing some of y'all experts' help with handling this. I don't want to make them too overpowered in a way, and even if i do, i'm gonna try to put as much character to them as i possibly can.
Bakugou: As opposed to your plan with Izuku with a Guitar OCs, who are intentionally overpowered. I'd rather that you do take some advice.
Hey, that's what I'm planning.
Bakugou: What's the deal with Deku and his thing for redheads?
Some reference back in my first story, Funny Matter, where Izuku would eventually date a redhead. Something along that line.
Bakugou: Did you just admit that she's gonna be the one he's going with in this entire chapter.
No. I'm not that romance type of guy. If any romance is gonna happen here, it's gonna be on the sidelines, or a filler. And I'm definitely not gonna say who Izuku ends up with in this story. Well. That, and it's already obvious, but I'm not just gonna excuse it as the FG or shit like that. I'll make sure they end up together for more than just ONE reason.
Bakugou: Good to fucking know.
Whatever, RomCom addict.
Bakugou: FUCK DID YOU CALL ME?
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