This is one of the ideas rattling around my mind for the better part of a few weeks now, and damn it, I want to share the love.

I've done some Hero Academia stuff before, its obvious when you look at my track record, but I tend to burn out on them after a bit because of how serious I feel like I 'have' to play them.

That won't be a concern with this story. Curious to see what that means? Oh-ho, I promise you'll enjoy the ride.

Let's kick this thing off!

Chapter 1: The Next Generation

OR

Everything Is Exactly As It Should Be...OR IS IT

Aldera Elementary School was just like its fellow institutions. It was a place dedicated towards educating the youth and put them on the road to becoming proper, respectable members of their communities.

They failed miserably.

To call the room about to be seen a 'classroom' would be a generous overstatement. Burn marks and charred husks decorated the walls which might have once held particularly passable finger-painting attempts and numerous test forms that serve as proof that, conclusively, 2+2 did indeed equal 4, as well as Fish. There was also the small splatters around the floor of what one would hope against hope was strawberry jam, but was also undoubtedly blood by way of how it was leaking out of a few unconscious bodies likewise strewn throughout the room.

Except for little Jiru, who's Quirk was Jam Blood, but that was more so the janitors concern than this narrators.

The cause of this scene of chaos and torment? Just the usual suspects.

One Izuku Midoriya, and Bakugou Katsuki.

"C'mon Kacchan, don't bring that weak shit! A Hero needs to be able to deal with WAY more nameless jobbers before they face a s-seriu- A stronger bad guy!" Izuku chuffed as he off-handedly plopped his little hat back on his head after using it to bludgeon an especially hardy Hardy-San who's Quirk was Block Head.

"RAAAGH!" Kacchan roared a yellow burst stream of destruction in front of where Izuku had hastily ducked from, succeeding only in carving his wrath yet again into the poor, under-funded and far too sober-teacher filled school walls behind him, even as his hands went to work 'patching' up his fellow students with hearty pats on the back or head, along side comically oversized bandages, most of which went over mouths and eyes in ways that caused different problems, but were thus 'fixed' and rendered a non-issue.

*YYYYEEEEAAAAHHHHH, IT'S The Exposition the reader needs to be spoonfed because they can't notice context clues! What? I'm super bitter? Why would I be? I'm just doing three times the work I'm supposed to be for a fifth the pay! Not to mention what this does to my voice. What, get on with it? God, you can go Suck My-

A Brief intermission where the Old Present Mic Expy was fired, and a knock-off was hired for Cheaper

*And we are back for our wonderful Quirk Corner!

Izuku Midoriya! Quirk: ?... wait, this is just a blank page. Uh, I...guess he's just fucking nuts, I just got here guys why ya gotta start me on the weird one..

Bakugou Katsuki! Quirk: Atomic Breath! When this little tike feels intense emotions and opens his mouth, a massive beam of concentrated force and energy shoot out! Wow, most people need to wait till their teens to do this kind of damage when they open their mouth! He's ahead of the curve!

Now back to this...what is this, anyway? Wait, a fanfic? Like, words? Then why am I in this booth naked? Hello?

Izuku swatted through the cloud the new struggling expositor called home and focused back on what was important.

The future Hero training he was in the middle of doing. A Hero needed to be able to face anyone that came at him, even if it came in the form of struggling foes! Or something.

He'd get the hang of it.

END OF CHAPTER

You can probably already tell where this is going, but damn if I'm not gonna have fun with it. I'll also write up a list of all our favorite Character's 'Quirks' at the end of each chapter as a single sentence or small summary just so it's easy for quick recollection or accompanying Omake (Hopefully).

Izuku: I'll Save You, Even If It Kills You!

Bakugou: "RAAAAGH!" Bakugou roared as his beam fired off into the sky to doubtlessly take down a low-orbit satellite while thrust forward a small bento obviously made with care into your hands.

It's not a ton, but I've got a fair few of these. Some you'll probably expect, others.

EDIT: Since I've posted the first one, I've decided to retire it as a full story and downgrade it to snippets, with a possible future for if I eventually make enough to evolve it back to a full story. Sorry for the confusion