"Lord Explosion Murder!"
I shook my head. "I still like 'BakugosOff'."
"I fucking hate you!"
I waved my hand. "Yea, yea. Keep telling yourself that."
"No, that's still no good."
Bakugo just sat back down, glaring at everyone.
"Now that everyone's decided on their hero names, we'll go back to talking about the internships. They will last for a week. As for where you'll have them, those who had offers from pros will be given your own lists, so you can choose from those yourself. Those who didn't have offers will choose from among forty agencies around the country that will be accepting our interns. They all work in different places and have different specialties."
"For example, Thirteen would be focused on rescues from accidents and disasters more than fighting villains."
"Think carefully before you choose. Turn your choices in before the weekend."
"We've only got two days?!"
I watched as Midnight and Aizawa started to leave. I hadn't had the guts to look at my short list yet.
"Make your decision efficiently. Dismissed." He turned around and looked at everyone. I swear he sent me a look, but it was probably just my imagination.
Lunchtime. I still hadn't even looked at my list. I had just folded it in half and placed it on my desk like it was a disease.
"Hey guys, have you decided what pro agency you're going to yet?"
"I'm going to Mt. Lady!"
"Mineta, you're thinking about something perverted, aren't you?"
"Of course not!"
I scoffed. "She'll crush you like a bug, grapes."
"I hope so!" He shook his head. "I mean, how do you know?!"
"I met her at the festival, duh."
He stared at me. "What?!" I shrugged.
"Ashido, you made it pretty far in the tournament too. It's weird that you didn't get any offers." I nodded, agreeing with Ojiro.
"You said it."
"Deku, have you decided already?"
We all looked over. "Nope. He's muttering."
"Oh, sorry! I was lost in thought."
"You're really thinking carefully about this, aren't you?"
I looked down at my folded bit of paper.
"Who gave you offers?"
"I have no idea. I'm too afraid to look."
Mineta snatched the paper and opened it.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?! Uh, Grapes? Oi! Mineta!" I waved my hand in front of his face.
"Uh, Kitia..." He had paled.
"What?"
He looked at me and handed me the paper. I took it hesitantly and looked. My eyes went wide. No wonder Mineta paled.
Offers:
1. Gang Orca
2. Rock Lock
3. Thirteen
4. Aizawa/Eraserhead
5. Recovery Girl
6. Death Arms
7. Endeavor
I stared at the last one. What the hell? Why was he, of all people, giving me an offer? And Aizawa? Any of them! Oh I'm going to have a hell of a time choosing! Dammit, Aizawa! I'm going to need more than two fucking days!
I looked up, but Mineta had forgotten about me and gone over to Midoriya. Good. I looked around, looking for Todoroki. Dammit. Where was that boy? I sighed and stayed where I was.
The end of the day, and I was still staring down at that damn bit of paper, chewing on my lip. How can something like this be so hard?
"Deku, let's go home together."
"Ok."
"Iida, you too-"
I waved my hand, not taking my eyes off the paper. "He's gone already."
"He probably decided where he wants to do his internship and went to turn it into the staff room."
"Lucky shit..."
Midoriya opened the door.
"I am here! In a bizarre position!"
I jumped so hard, I nearly fell off my chair. "Dammit, All Might! You are bizarre, you know that?!"
He sweat-dropped, scratching his neck. "Yes, well..."
I rolled my eyes and went back to the paper.
"What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Come with me a moment."
I looked up. "Oi, when you get back, All Might, can you help me with a problem? Please?"
He blinked at me. "Sure. Of course."
"Thanks, mate."
"She...You...you called me 'mate'..."
I closed my eyes painfully. "Boy, leave. I'm frustrated and quite ready to hit something..."
"R...right."
I sighed as I heard them leave.
"What's got you so frustrated, Kitia?"
I looked up at Ochako. I groaned and handed her the paper with my offers on it.
"Wow! You didn't get many, but you got great pros!"
"Yea, but I can't choose. I mean, obviously I want to choose Aizawa, but I'm worried that he's still not fully healed, so he'll probably tell me off for choosing him. Why he gave me an offer in the first place is beyond me..."
"Maybe it's his way of testing you. If you choose him, you fail perhaps?"
I slapped my hand to my chin. "Yea, that does sound like something he would do. Recovery Girl is the next easy choice because I need to practice my healing, but with internships, she'd be busy with fixing Midoriya every-time something happens, or All Might probably. Thirteen...same boat as Aizawa. I wouldn't feel comfortable interning with him because of his injuries. He was in hospital longer than Aizawa after all, and I don't want to be a burden. I met Death Arms, Rock Lock and Gang Orca at the festival. Death Arms is cool; chilled. Gang Orca was a lot friendlier than he looks. Rock Lock...The only reason I'd intern with him, would be just to solely irritate him." I sighed.
"Then there's Endeavor..."
I nodded. "Then there's Endeavor. I met him too. He doesn't like me one bit so why would he send me an offer?"
Ochako handed me the paper back just as the door opened again.
"Well, I hope you can decide. I'll see you tomorrow!"
I lifted my hand and debated my middle finger, but decided against it. Not Ochako's fault I'm frustrated. Midoriya and Ochako left.
"So. What can I help you with, young Kitia."
I dropped my head and handed him the paper. He took it and looked.
"Oh."
"Yea. Oh. What the hell am I meant to do? Aizawa is clearly testing me..."
All Might nodded. "It does seem like something he would do..." he sighed and handed the paper back to me. "I can't make the decision for you, I'm afraid."
"Gee, thanks. I don't know what to do. It's weird that I'm torn..."
"I didn't think you would consider Endeavor, after what you heard."
"Oh, I also mouthed off to him. He was mouthing off to Todoroki, so I stepped in. Endeavor deserved everything I said to him though."
"I see. Maybe speak to Shoto first then."
I growled. "He's been avoiding me all day. Now he's gone and I have to deal with this, not to mention I still haven't got a hero costume either..."
"You'll need one for you internship..."
I glared at All Might. "Thank-you, Captain Obvious..."
He held up his hands. "I have to go, but I hope you figure everything out. You know how to contact me if you need too."
I sighed and gave him a weak smile. "Yea. Thanks, All Might." He left. Now what the hell am I meant to do? Talk to Nezu? Cementoss is good for advice. Midnight, maybe? I made a face. Hell no.
Suddenly, a hand slapped down on my desk. I jumped. "What the fuck?!"
"We should be asking you that!"
I glared at Bakugo. "What the hell do you want?" I glanced at Kirishima. "Hey, what's up?"
"Hey! Don't you be a prick to me!"
"Why not? You're always a dick to me."
He glared at me. "Why are you still here, short ass?"
I searched him for a moment, eyes narrowed. I looked to Kirishima, who just nodded. I handed Bakugo my paper. "I can't decide."
Kirishima looked over Bakugo's shoulder. "Wow. Does Todoroki know Endeavor offered you an internship?"
I shook my head. "I couldn't tell you. He's avoided me all day, so I'm assuming yes. I was going to ask him what I should do, but he disappeared before I got the chance. Ochako didn't help, and neither did All Might."
"How the fuck did you get any offers anyway?"
I shrugged. "I'm still asking myself the same question."
"Who, apart from 1-A, knows about your multiple quirks?"
I tapped my chin. "Aizawa and Recovery Girl, and I only told her because of my healing quirk. She might be able to help with that, but I can always help her out at school."
"But nobody else knows...?"
I shrugged again. "I'm starting to not care who knows about it now. You guys have..." I stopped.
"Have what?"
I stood up and took my paper back before Bakugo tore it in half. "You guys have all given me enough confidence to be who I am. And that's including you, Go-Go." I nudged him as I walked past.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?!"
I turned and raised an eyebrow. "Uh, going to try and figure this out."
"No, you're not."
"Huh?"
Kirishima came over and leaned on my shoulder. "Let's forget about that for today and go hang out somewhere."
"Whoa, hang on a minute..." I looked over at Bakugo. He came over and stood in front of me.
"Are you coming or not?"
I hesitated. "You're serious?"
"For fuck sake, if it means that much to you, we'll go find icy-hot before we go somewhere."
"Come on, Kitia." Kirishima squeezed my shoulder and shook me a little.
I sighed. "Alright. We'll find Cold-Flame first, then I guess it couldn't hurt to forget about this for a night."
We walked out and left the school grounds.
"You know, if anyone sees us, they're going to be like 'what the fuck'."
"Do you even fucking care?"
I shrugged. "Not particularly. I'm just saying, it's gonna be weird for them. I'm assuming you're here to make sure we don't kill each other?"
Kirishima grinned and scratched his neck. "Something like that. Make sure you don't kill each other, destroy shit, that kind of thing. Plus, we haven't really hung out much. You're always with Ashido, Mineta, Shouji and Tokoyami."
"Ah. That makes sense. I knew you two liked me." I grinned.
"I don't like you! You're an idiot."
"That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me, Go-Go."
He grunted. "Shuddup."
"Don't worry, I like you." Kirishima leaned on my shoulder again.
I laughed. "Thanks, I think."
"Why the fuck do you hang out with that little scumbag, anyway?"
"Assuming you mean grape-boy, I don't. He follows Shouji and Tokoyami around, and me too sometimes. Plus, it's become some kind of game to see how much I can bug him before he pisses off."
"And why do you hang out with Shouji and Tokoyami?"
I raised my eyebrow at the way Kirishima said that. "Well, I'd like to think they're my friends..."
"So, it's got nothing to do with you liking either of them?" He poked me in the temple. Both me and Bakugo had tick marks appear on our heads. Then, I grinned. "What makes you think I like either of them? I'm always with Ashido as well..."
Both boys stopped walking, staring at me. I kept walking, putting my hands behind my head and smirked.
"Hey!"
"Get back here!"
"You're going to fucking explain that comment!"
I glanced over my shoulder, still walking. "No. I don't think I will."
They both started to run after me. I took off, laughing.
"Maybe I should just text Todoroki."
I glared at Kirishima. "You had his number this whole fucking time?"
He sweat-dropped. "Well, yea."
I growled. "I hate you, rock-flesh."
"That's a terrible nickname..."
"I'm working on it!"
"Would you two shut up! If I lose, it's your fault!"
We were at an arcade that I never knew even existed. Bakugo was currently on a car racing game. I was on a pinball machine beside him.
"Alright, I'll text him, but you have to swear you'll keep hanging out with us."
"Yea, yea. Whatever. I'm trying to concentrate." I got over two hundred million points on Pinball so far. And yes. That is a thing. I didn't want Kirishima to distract me and ruin my streak.
"He said he doesn't want to come."
"Of course he'll say that. Tell him I'll buy him coffee. If that doesn't work, tell him I'll punch him. And if THAT doesn't work, tell him I'll..." The ball slipped past the two arms and I had no spare ball. "Dammit!"
"You'll what?"
I turned and tapped my chin, thinking. I grinned. "Tell him I'll make a big deal out of seeing him at school tomorrow if he doesn't turn up in ten minutes."
"That won't fucking work." Bakugo got up from the car simulation game. First. Of course.
"Wanna bet?"
"Bet what?"
I shrugged. "I still don't have a hero costume, so if I win, you can help me figure out what do about it."
"That's not how this works..." Kirishima scratched his neck.
"And if I win?" Bakugo ignored him.
"You can choose what my costume will be and I'll have no say."
"That's definitely not how this works..."
We turned on Kirishima. "Shuddup!"
"So, deal?" I held my hand out to Bakugo.
He considered for a minute, then took it. "You are so going to lose."
I grinned. "Don't bet on it."
Half an hour later, Todoroki turned up. And because I had said ten minutes, technically Bakugo won. Dammit.
"What do you want?"
"Tsk. Is that anyway to greet friends?"
"None of you are my friends."
I shook my head. "You all need to chill. Yea, that means you too, Go-Go. I saw that look."
He bared his teeth me, then turned away.
"Look, I tried to talk to you earlier, Ice-man, but you disappeared."
He just stood there, waiting for me to get to the point. I rolled my eyes and dug into my pocket. "Here. Look at this and tell me what you think."
He looked at my offers and his eyes widened.
"Ah. So I take it you didn't know..."
He slowly lowered the paper, straight faced, and handed it back. "No. I didn't."
I tucked the paper back into my pocket. "You're not impressed, I can tell. Well, I haven't decided yet. I thought I should tell you before I made a decision."
"Are you planning on taking his offer?"
I hesitated. "The thought has crossed my mind..."
"Then I suggest you get a costume."
I blinked. "You're not going to talk me out of it?"
He shook his head. "I want to know why he offered you one."
I nodded. "Same. That's the only reason I was thinking about it. And I made a bet with Bakugo to do with my costume."
Todoroki raised an eye brow as Kirishima sighed and shook his head. Bakugo grinned. An evil grin. Oh hell.
"What bet...?"
"If you got here within ten minutes, he had to help me with my costume."
"And because it was more than ten minutes..."
I nodded. "He gets to choose my costume and I can't say anything."
He sighed. "Oh hell. Come on then."
Kirishima, Bakugo and I stared at him. "Huh?"
"You can't say anything, but I can. If you choose his offer, I'm not going to be seen with you in something inappropriate. Tsk. Idiot." He turned and started to walk away. I heard Kirishima sigh in relief. I grinned. Bakugo got mad.
"Oi! This has nothing to do with you! You can fucking stay out of it!" He started after Todoroki, making threats.
"Let's go after them before one of them kills the other."
I nodded. "Sure thing, solidify."
Kirishima started to walk away. "Nope."
"Dammit..."
The night before the choice was due in. All three boys had agreed on an appropriate costume. I still didn't get a say, but all I had to say was that Mineta and Kaminari would eventually see me in it. The comment had stopped any of them from picking out skimpy or revealing items.
I had called Kurogiri and Tomura Shagaraki to update them on what was happening. Neither of them liked the idea of me interning at all, but in this I really didn't have a choice. They couldn't give me an idea on who to intern with either.
I spoke to Nezu, Cementoss and even Midnight, but they all basically said the same thing; It's your choice.
Not fucking helpful.
I sighed and studied the paper for a little longer. We had to number them from the one we wanted most, but we could only choose three. I had decided on four. I had excluded Aizawa, Recovery Girl and Thirteen. I hummed over it for a little while. I wrote all there names on separate bits of paper and lined them up that way, to get a different perspective.
My eyes widened. Of course. That's what I should do. I had thought about it a lot, but I had only thought about the choice as a STUDENT, not as someone going to a job trial. That's all this was, right? Work experience. Think of it like a job.
I wrote down my choices and text Toshi.
Me: Is there still time to hand in my choices?
Toshi: Of course. Have you decided?
Me: Yes. I don't know if it's the right choice, but it's a choice.
Toshi: Alright. I'll get them off you tomorrow morning.
I relaxed. Alright. Tomorrow morning it'll be official.
Tomorrow I'll be an intern.
