Forged In Steel

Chapter three,

Tempering


35 days until the hero entrance exams

"I fail to see… what the… point is of helping you do… this." Monoma gasped while dropping junk off in the bin that Izuku had pointed him to when he felt the warmth of the sun dissipate before he yelled and jumped out of the way when half of a car dropped in front of him and he heard a sigh before a gasp.

"Oh Monoma! I didn't see you there! I'm so sorry!" Monoma looked between the hunk of junk and the brunette that nearly flattened him. His eyes cut from the two of them to see the source of this odd gathering.

Izuku Midoriya was currently cutting and clearing something in the garage that was suspended by large cables that were anchored into the ceiling. His face obstructed while he fiddled with whatever it was he was building.

"It's fine, no harm done Uraraka...luckily." He finally replied before he turned and looked at the wagon that they had finally emptied. After an exhausting time at some oceanside dump Izuku had brought them here to what was his home/shop/junkyard? Honestly he wasn't sure what to call it. The boy had promised to help him achieve his dreams so it was the least he could do. Though he was starting to get the feeling that the inventor was just using them for spare labor.

Uraraka went over and sat next to Manami who was currently in her own world. The two of them seemed to hit it off pretty well but Monoma wasn't really there for friends, though it wasn't completely unwanted, and strolled over to the green haired teen who took off his helmet when he saw the copycat approach.

"So, Midoriya. Now that we've done your chores maybe you can enlighten me on how exactly you plan on getting me into the hero course?" he said and he watched as the mechanic's eyebrow twitched before shaking his head and asked Uraraka to come up to them.

"Did ya need something Midoriya?" she asked while looking between the two. Midoriya nodded before he walked to her side and grabbed her wrist and held it out and asked her to flex. He ignored the girl's red face before he turned towards Monoma after she shyly complied revealing that she was indeed packing some guns.

"You're weak."

Who did this guy think he was?! How dare he! He just helped him haul all this junk across town only for him to criticize him? Why he should just-

The blonde's inner outrage was promptly interrupted when he was shoved by the green haired teen and landed on his butt. "See? I just pushed you over like it was nothing."

Monoma quickly stood up and protested.

"The only reason was because I didn't expect you to just push me like that! You know what-"

"Then get ready because Uraraka is stronger than I am, and that's part of the reason I invited her out today. She's fit, and sorry Monoma but you're not. We don't have the time left to get you in her condition or even mine but we can get you fit."

Monoma held his glare but let his shoulders slag before he looked back up at Izuku. "Alright, fine. We'll do it your way. What's the plan?"

Izuku motioned for Monoma to follow him to a desk that was covered in papers leaving Ochaco still blushing when she heard the sound of someone sucking through a straw and she turned to see Manami looking at her through her shades.

"W-what?"

"He's right, you are a muscle girl. Do you work out a lot?"

"I-I jus-t help myfamilyatthierbusiness." she squeaked out before she felt her quirk take hold of herself as she floated towards the ceiling.

"Ah that's too bad, Izuku could have used a few pointers, when I met him he was a twig. Though he is starting to get more followers on his page ever since he started gaining some muscle, he even has a few thirsty regulars on his Chirp."

"Hey Uraraka, can you come over here for a second?"

She looked back at Manami for a moment before she shouted back. "Y-yeah! I'll be right over!"

Once she made it to the desk she saw a bunch of sketches with numbers and measurements all over them but her eyes went towards the page that Izuku currently had a pencil flying across.

"So, we need something that Monoma can lift while also helping Uraraka, which means-"

"W-wait why me?"

Izuku paused before he shyly rubbed his neck while his other hand tapped the paper.

"I just figured that it was hard for you to train with how your quirk is. So I figured that I could help you out a bit."

"O-oh." she said before she gave him a rosy smile. "Then I accept your help!"

"Er, right. Uh, anyway. The parts that we brought today should be enough to finish this design by tomorrow, but Monoma you wouldn't happen to know what your max is would you? If we knew that we could find a place to start on the weight."

Izuku and Uraraka both looked at the blonde who had a blank stare before he reached out his hand and took the pencil from Izuku's hand and quickly wrote a number down and quickly returned the writing utensil back to its original place before he shot glares at the two of them. "Not a word, from either of you."

"OOH Inko just went live! let's leave this alone and head on up!" Manami yelled as she was already out the door before the other three had a chance to react.

"Wait, is your mother THE 'Momma Inko's' chirp account?" Monoma asked in disbelief.

Izuku looked at Monoma like his head was on backwards before he responded. "How do you know my mother's Chirp account? Uraraka do you know-" He turned his head back only to find Uraraka with one foot out the door and an excited look in her eye.

"What are you waiting for? Come on Monoma!" She yelled excitedly before the two of them chased after Manami leaving Izuku alone in his shop. Izuku looked around his shop in disbelief before he fished out his phone from his pocket and hovered his thumb over the Chirp icon before he shook his head.

"No, I don't even want to know." he said aloud before he began jogging to catch up to his crazy friends. Huh. that sounded pretty nice.


It turns out that Uraraka and her mother were a huge fan as was Monoma's. Izuku was left a bit winded from how they had acted once he introduced them to his mother. Manami seemed to be especially smug as she looked at Izuku while the other two were busy gushing over Inko.

"What?" he finally asked, causing her to give him a razzbarry before she gestured towards Inko who seemed to be enjoying herself, even if she was a tad overwhelmed.

"Oh, just relishing in the fact that I, Manami have once again turned something to gold. Maybe if you beg I'll make you a fraction as famous as your mother."

"She's not famous, she's got like what? One-hundred followers? Two-hundred?"

Manami looked at him and blinked once before she let out a bellowing laugh that ended up causing her to fall from her seat and into the floor.

"Izuku quiet antagonizing Manami!"

"What!? Me?! Antagonizing her!?"

"Anyway,"

"Don't just ignore me!"

"Uraraka, you said that you're staying with family, why you are going to school?"

Ochaco nodded before she spoke, her gazing falling towards the left corner of the room, a bashful look overtaking her features. " Yeah… It's only until my family finishes the current job that they're on, and then I'll get my own apartment."

Inko nodded in understanding before she turned to Monoma who was currently wiping out his bowl. "What about you dear? Are you going to school with Uraraka and Manami?"

Monoma quickly cleaned up his posture and dabbed a napkin over his mouth before he nodded. "Yes ma'am that is the plan. You have a very bright son, but now I see where he got his brains from." He finished and noticed the same eyebrow twitch that Izuku gave him every now and then.

Hmm. must be genetic.


28 days left

"She's actually terrifying." manami stated.

"Izuku how much did you say you set the bench to?" Monoma asked.

"375" Izuku gapped.

"And it negates her quirk?"

"Yeah."

With one last yell, Uraraka gasped out and released the bar before she slid down the bench and sat up and wiped the sweat from her brow. Her face morphed from intense to sweet at the drop of a hat when she spoke up. "You weren't kidding Izuku! This thing is awesome! I feel like I'm already getting stronger!" She cheered before standing up and rolling her shoulders.

Monoma watched her walk away from the bench and begrudgingly slid up to the bar while Izuku changed the weight. Izuku waited for him to nod and after he did so released the safety and once he was going at it Izuku returned to his own project.

Uraraka and Manami were both chatting about something from one of Manami's fan clubs when Izuku went to fish out some spare wire that he had found while he booted up his laptop.

"Hey Izuku, what are you working on anyway?"

He turned and found Uraraka looking over his exoskeleton. Before he could respond though, Manami decided that she would answer for him, oh joy.

"Izuku couldn't get some of the bigger pieces of junk off the beach so he was building a suit to help him. Though now that we got you Izuku might have to find something else to do with it." She said while she typed away, currently in the middle of a fierce internet conflict with SoftBerb67 over something or another.

Uraraka for her part didn't seem to mind that Manami basically called her a pack mule and instead witnessed Izuku mumble something under his breath before he started working on the suit once more.

"Hey that's okay! I'll do whatever it takes for you to succeed! You can count on me!" she said while giving him a thumbs up and one of those rosey smiles. Izuku gaped at her before his wrench slipped from his grip causing him to attempt to catch it only to hit further from him.

"Uh, er, thanks, Uraraka. I'll, uh, try and help you too." he said while he walked over and retrieved his tool before he went back to the suit. "But why? I-If you don't mind me asking."

Uraraka seemed puzzled by his question while Manami paused her typing but kept her eyes on the screen. Uraraka adopted a serious look before she pointed to Monoma who was gasping out while he completed his set.

"You're helping him with nothing to gain right? And you even made that thing so that it would be easier for me to train. You're going out of your way to help people. If you weren't so good with all of this stuff I bet you would have made a great hero!" She said with a smile before she noticed that Izuku had frozen after her declaration with his face frozen in place.

"Hey Midoriya," Monama called out after he finished his sets and was currently sitting on the edge of the bench, " not that it hasn't been eating me up inside or anything, but what is your quirk? I've noticed that I can't copy it. I thought that maybe it was something like Mrs. Midoriya but I get a blank if I try to copy yours."

Manami watched her friend panic and just before she could intervene Izuku shouted out a response.

"I'VE GOT MY DAD'S QUIRK! IT'S A MUTATION THAT GIVES ME AN EXTRA LIVER!"

Manami looked at him as though he just twisted his head clear off but Monoma simply nodded along, his air of superiority returning to him now that he had caught his breath. "Ah, that would make sense. Forgive me for prying, but it was odd." He mused before he rose allowing Uraraka to take the spot that he had occupied.

Izuku relaxed as his friend's seemed to be fine with his answer and went over to fix Uraraka's weight before she thanked him. He was about to return to the suit when his phone pinged. After he pulled it out he saw that it was from Manami. The Gentle fan was still absorbed into her laptop but Izuku knew better than to think that it was an accidental message.

Tophat: What was that!?

Gearhead: I dunno I panicked!

Tophat: Why didn't you just tell them you were quirkless? And an extra liver? Really?

Gearhead: I

Gearhead: I like having friends, and they like me. I know I shouldn't have lied but I'll tell them when the time is right, alright? I know what happens to people after you tell them you're quirkless.

Tophat: sigh, fine. But I don't think they'd be different. Maybe Monoma would be a bit but I think it would be fine.

Gearhead: I told you to stop typing out the word sigh.

Tophat: Bite me

Izuku was brought off his musings when he heard a notification and could guess what that was about. He watched as Monoma and Manami fought to get out the door while Uraraka was calling out not to be left behind as the other two fought tooth and nail to get through the door.

Uraraka quickly finished her set and chased after the two once again leaving Izuku alone. He once again started up on working on the suit. Time seemed to slip away and he was only brought out of his stirrings when the door opened once again to show Uraraka who seemed sort of nervous but quickly adorned her 'girl on a mission' look before she handed Izuku a...bowl? Had she brought him dinner?

"Mrs. Midoriya said that sometimes you forget to come up so I thought that you should eat something!" She said with her face taking on a few shades of red.

Izuku wore his shocked face for a moment more before he smiled and took the bowl and found a crate to sit on while he looked over the hanging exo-suit.

Uraraka followed his lead and sat on one of the two chairs that he had available in the shop when she also started to look at the exo-suit.

She looked back and forth between him and his creation and decided that she didn't like the conflicted look he had on his face so she stood and pointed a finger at him and proclaimed "Don't you worry Midoriya! I meant what I said! So I'll be your arms until you can make yours work! You can count on me!" She said before Izuku froze once again before he slapped the side of his head and jumped up and rushed over to his desk.

"That's it! Uraraka you're a genius!"

Uraraka blushed at the praise but quickly recovered.

"Thanks! but , um, how exactly am I a genius?"

"I need better arms! Of course!"

"...what?"


20 days left

Systems? Check

Power supply? Check.

Limiter? Check

"So who's going to to tell Mrs. Midoriya that her son snapped his back in two while inside a metal death trap?" Monoma asked while he along with Aiba stood by with fire extinguishers while Uraraka stood at the ready to lift the 500 pounds of scrap that Izuku had gotten together for his field test.

Uraraka was laser focused while she watched Izuku look over the strange and bulky tentacles that protruded from his back. Her eyes went from there to the large strange backpack that had three car batteries bolted on as well as several jumper cables hooked up to Izuku's "Homemade" battery which admittedly looked more like a I.E.D then anything else. But Izuku assured her that they were far enough away that should it explode they would be (relatively) safe.

"Alright, here we go!" Izuku yelled as the pack on his back hissed and began to hum as the three large bulky appendages came to life and started to work. The two bottom arms that flanked his sides both found their place on the ground and the jury rigged motors in the joints groaned in protest before the arm that was above his head began to move in assistance with the controls he had on his arm. The large robotic clamp like hand snagged onto the bottom half of the pallet and started to lift the pile of scrap.

The group of friends watched as the suit continued to lift and lifted to its full height, which was a steady 55 degree angle. Aiba cheered while dropping the fire extinguisher and pulled out her phone to take a picture while both Monoma and Uraraka relaxed… Until something that was akin to a firecracker sounded off within the left arm and suddenly Izuku felt his world shift and he attempted to stop himself from hitting the ground, but sadly it also aligned with the 400 pounds of slab that crushed his hand into the ground.

Naturally, Izuku went to scream but found it was difficult to do so as he was interrupted when he fainted.


19 days left

Izuku looked over the cast that had wrapped around his hand as he sat on the couch, after a visit to the hospital his very, very frantic mother had banned him from the shop for a week. He supposed he was rather lucky. The doctors said if they didn't have a nurse with a healing quirk on staff there was a very real possibility that he would have lost his hand. Yikes…

Still, he really needed to repair the arms before the showcase. He was still under his mother's watchful eye. Though he did appreciate his friends being there. Manami and Monoma were both lying in front of the small television set on their stomachs while Aiba was criticizing his profile on some social site. He leaned his head back from the siren that was Manami and turned it to see Uraraka and his mother in the kitchen while his mother showed her how to prepare veggies for whatever they were having for dinner.

His vision was interrupted when a phone screen suddenly eclipsed his entire vision. Izuku pushed Aiba's hand back a tad so his vision would be less blurry. What he saw was what appeared to be a direct Message.

Jackjac22: Hey so this is going to sound really weird, but I was wondering if you are still offering mechanical support for cheap. I noticed you do a lot of your work at Takoba beach and I'm not too far from there. I have some busted speakers that would suck to replace so I was wondering if you could take a look?

A Clueless Inventor: Sure I wouldn't mind taking a look! I'll send you an address and you can stop by next week and we'll see what we can fix. Also please be sure to follow my agent OfficalLaBravaConnections if you ever need help managing any and all social media.

Izuku gaped in horror as he read the message and looked at the impassive Manami who was still standing on the couch next to him. He finally closed his mouth before he closed his eyes and set a very threatening grin onto his face.

"Did you make me a chirp account Aiba?"

"I did."

"And you promised that I would work for strangers for cheap?"

"Yes."

"And you thought it was okay?"

"I am beginning to think that you don't think it is."

"And you agreed to help a random stranger?"

"But she's cute Izuku! Maybe you can woo her after you fix her speakers."

"Let me see!" Uraraka yelled from right next to him causing him to yell out.

"She is kind of plain looking Izuku, you two would be a good match." Monoma threw his two cents in from the other side of Izuku's head causing him to lean the other direction when he felt his mother's head land on top of him and she began to cry out loud.

"Izuku she's sooooo pretty, my little boy is growing up so faasssssssssssttt!" Inko balled while Uraraka gave a nervous chuckle while patting her back awkwardly.

"Well it doesn't matter what she looks like because I'm going to do it." Izuku said while crossing his arms before he felt his mother's hand tap along his skull.

"I'll let you back into the shop if you reconsi-"

"Done."


14 days left

Jiro looked at the address and the dinky little garage that sat next to an apartment complex. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Besides, even if he would do it for cheap it might not have been worth all of the hassle to bring these amps across town. Was it too late to back out? Nah. it was okay to back out.

She was interrupted from grabbing her cellphone and calling off this terrible idea when she heard a commotion coming from around the corner of the garage.

"Aiba, you're little stalker club is strange, and there is no buts about it."

"Monoma does it ever strike you how much your face looks like a target?"

"What does that even mean?!"

*wack*

Definitely not worth whatever was going on in there. She turned around to leave this strange part of town and just tell her parents that she blew the amp when she collided with someone else.

"Hey watch where you're going you-" Her voice died in her throat when she saw who she had bumped into. Rolled up sleeves and strong arms, freckles under his emerald eyes, and very unruly green hair. Yep. this was the guy.

Said guy looked at her, huh. He always seemed taller in the videos online, and down at the amps she brought along and nodded once before he rubbed the back of his neck.

"So, uh, I guess you're Jackjac?"

"...yeah… that's me."

"...cool."

"Yeah...cool…"

"..."

"..."

Finally he coughed into his hand and motioned towards the shop. The two fell into place with the mechanic leading slightly before he opened the door allowing her to take in the strange place.

There was a blonde boy who was currently rubbing a knot on the side of his head while he yelled at a short girl in pigtails who was glaring at him while typing on her phone in rapid succession. Her eyes wandered from the loud duo towards the grunting that was originating at the fenced off yard behind the little garage and saw another girl, a brunette killing it, and she meant killing it on some kind of weight lifting bench. She didn't even notice that the inventor had stopped until she ran into him again, before she apologized and handed the case to him when he outstretched his hand. The smallest of the trio finally noticed her presence before she bolted for her and stuck out her hand.

"You must be Jackjac22! It is a pleasure to meet you! You came to the right place! Izuku here is a wizard with tech and he'll have you fixed up in no time, so why you're waiting maybe we can talk about your"

"Christ Aiba, would you give it a rest?" the blonde sighed before he sat back in his chair that was next to a large beanbag and picked up his notebook before flipping a page and waving at the girl. "The name's Monoma, but you can call me the next number 10 hero." he said while grinning like an absolute psychopath.

"Wow the tenth ranked hero, glad to see you're dreaming big there Monoma."

"He's being reasonable, Aiba, and it only gets worse the more you egg him on, you know that."

"Thank you Uraraka- hey! Izuku please tell these ruffians that we mean business!"

"And there you go, the voice coil was pushed out and it should work fine now, if it doesn't just come back around and we'll get it fixed. And, uh, sorry about them. They're a little loud, that hurts your ears right?"

He must have been able to see the uncomfortable look on her face and he quickly spoke again.

"Right, that was weird. Sorry. My name is Izuku Midoriya. That's Neito Monoma, that's Manami Aiba, and that's Ochaco Uraraka. These are my friends and we're all aiming for Ketsubutsu Academy. Nice to meet you…"

Oh, right, she needed to respond. "Kyoka Jiro. I am also aiming for Ketsubutsu's hero program. Thanks for helping me out Midoirya…" god why was she so awkward in front of people?

"So...What course are you aiming for?" Nailed it Kyoka...nailed it.

"Support" "Marketing" "Hero/Hero"

The four of them answered at the same time. Right.

"You're welcome to come by if you want to! It'll be cool knowing some of our classmates going into it don't you think?!" Uraraka asked, causing the earjack girl to cringe a bit at the sudden volume before she thought of the girl's words before she nodded to herself.

"Yeah, that sounds pretty nice. But how do you know you'll make it?"

"Well we don't know about Monoma,"

"HEY!"

Aiba started but promptly ignored Monoma's interruption, "but Uraraka, what were you lifting just now? 400?,"

"385"

"Close enough. And Izuku here built all of this junk so the support department would be fools not to acknowledge him! And as for myself, well. I happen to run the-"

"Official Fan-ran Gentle Chirp account with two-thousand followers."

"Official Fan-ran Gentle Chirp account with two-thousand followers."

"Official Fan-ran Gentle Chirp account with two-thousand followers."

The rest of the group chimed in causing the short pig-tailed teen to cross her arms and turn up her nose to them.

"I also happen to manage Mamma Inko's account with-"

"Like The Momma Inko?"

Jiro wasn't sure why her question made the inventor throw his wrench through the open window but it did seem to strike a nerve. Weird.


8 days left

Izuku found that Kyoka was pleasant, and that mainly meant that she got along with the others. She did seem shy though. So that's why the three of them, meaning Kyoka, Monoma, and himself were currently at the shop. Monoma was attempting to copy some sort of fighting style from online while Kyoka seemed a little bit stiff but she seemed to enjoy the company of Uraraka and Aiba. Though the shortest of the group ended up dragging both Uraraka and his mother off to some unknown location. He probably didn't have anything to worry about, but that did mean that the punk was left with the two she didn't really socialize with as much. That didn't bother him though. He often got lost in his head when he was in the zone and Monoma was surprisingly diligent when it came to improving, at least when Aiba wasn't here to harass him.

So that left Kyoka setting where Aiba normally did. She had stopped by a few times since last week, but for the most part she only stayed for a little while. She had her headphones on, the music loud enough that Izuku could hear the occasional solo or scream.

He was vaguely aware that she would watch him work from time to time. When a piston would fire off or a hydraulic would hiss he could see her jump slightly out of the corner of his eye. He turned and looked at the gremlin, which was standing with its shield leveled on its head, acting as a tool stand that would shuffle around after its creator.

"So… Why'd you make that thing?" He heard her break the silence as he finished sliding a panel into place. Izuku looked at her and then back at the drone.

"It might not be that impressive, but it started out as an idea. Something that I thought would "make me more marketable", as Aiba would say. I was going to try and make him fly, but I didn't have the materials that I would have needed. So, that leaves me with him as is."

Jiro seemed to contemplate his answer before she spoke again. "So, you're taking that thing to your test? Uraraka said that it failed pretty badly. Are you sure that it's still up to stuff?"

Izuku shot her a glance before looking back at the suit before stepping away from it again. In truth, the systems seemed to work well enough when he tested them separately. But he has yet to test them as a whole. He looked upon his work and let out a sigh.

"I sure as hell hope so. I… I really need this to work." He said before he reabsorbed himself in his work. Jiro watched as the small drone stayed still, all and all the scrapbot didn't seem that impressive. Though that flickering eye that it had bugged her a tad.

"We're back! And we brought victory!"

The three turned to see Aiba and Uraraka standing in the door, with the shorter of the duo standing triumphantly with her phone posed like an award atop a display. Uraraka laughed before she saw Jiro and ran up to her. The two began to talk, something about a band that Izuku didn't know, but his eyes were squinted at his partner's screen.

"Well, is the gremlin going to say anything or leave us guessing? No not you, her." He spoke down to the bot that heard its callsign and turned towards the copycat.

Aiba seemed pleased in this moment for whatever reason when she marched up and displayed her phone. It was an email.

Aiba,

Congratulations! The board of the marketing department has reviewed your portfolio and have reviewed your academic records and have selected you as one of our recommendation students at a request from one of our faculty.

Welcome to Ketsubutsu Academy!

Monoma groaned and brought his hands to his ears as Aiba started to rain down her sense of superiority upon the blonde. Izuku smiled at his friends (and acquaintance) and felt his stomach flip and flop. He went back to his suit and looked at the two robotic arms on the back, the upper one was destroyed when he had his accident earlier in the month. He retrieved his hood before sliding it to shield his face. He muttered a warning out as he continued forging his future.


"It's… bigger than I thought it would be."

Izuku gulped in agreement with Monoma. As they stood outside of Ketsubutsu Academy dozens of other students filtered in past the four. Monoma seemed to be the most distressed of the four as he absentmindedly tapped his watch that sat on his wrist.

Uraraka seemed to pick up on her workout partner's nerves and gave a shot at disarming them. "Hey, you got this. You'll do great Monoma! We've been training for this! I mean, you nearly beat me a few times when we practiced!"

"Easy for you to say, you're going to get in no matter what." he grumbled.

"You really think so?" Uraraka asked with poking her index fingers together which caused Monoma to scoff.

"You're lucky you're endearing. Anyway, best of luck to you two. Now then, let's take this academy by storm!" He yelled before quickly adopting a sheepish look as the other test takers shot the group strange glances. He continued on, his shame disappearing in a classic Neito fashion.

Uraraka nodded before she turned to Izuku and gave him a thumbs up. "You got this Izuku! You're like the best inventor I know! Let's grab lunch after this to celebrate!" She finished with her trademark grin and grabbed onto Monoma's sleeve who was still giving himself his peptalk and quickly headed towards the hero program's testing area.

Izuku was lost in his own thoughts when he felt someone pull on one of the exo-skeleton's arm braces and saw Aiba looking up at him with a determined glare.

"Oh, yeah. I better get going too. Uh. wish me luck I guess." He said, deciding to soldier on in the suit towards the support department. His mind was racing as he saw several other students turn and look at him, their gaze unnerving him quite a bit. Some seemed mad, others were shocked. Why would they look like that? Deciding it would be easier to just focus on his own thoughts, he looked back at the gages and gremised.

'Only 47% power left. God I wish we could have just driven this thing here. Maybe they have a place I can recharg-' "Gah! Sorry! Wait-"

He had failed to see the person in front of him while he was lost in his thoughts and had accidentally ran straight into someone. His mind quickly switched from panic to annoyance and he saw the same reaction in the eyes of the person he had hit. Goggles, ratty pink hair, grease stains, and those big yellow crosshairs. Yep it was her.

"YOU!"

"YOU!"


Hey, I'm going to apologize in advance, I haven't worked my creative writing muscles in a bit so sorry if its not up to snuff.

Anyway, have a good one.

-Justaguy35