Kaoruko Awata had thought her day was relatively normal. She had just gotten back from her lunch break, nothing abnormal, only to walk back into the agency to the sound of her boss' laughter coming from his office. She stops to weigh the risks of interrupting Sir, before making her way to his office to see what has him cackling so heavily. She gets to his office and cracks open the door a bit. She peeks inside, and catches a glance at Sir Nighteye on the floor. uncontrollably laughing. His laughter nearly drowned out the music in the background.
"Shitting through the pipe. A mile high. Smash-ing the plumbing…."
"Uh… Sir? Are… Are you good?" She cracks out after a minute, giving him an incredulous look.
Sir Nighteye struggles to get off the floor, because he's laughing too hard. Bubble Girl walks over and pauses the song on his laptop.
"T-they… All Might! Hahaha! The Golden Corral incident back in Utah!" Sir said, holding onto his aching ribs as he gasps for air.
"I'm sorry, the what now?" Bubble Girl asked, completely perplexed at what she was witnessing in front of her. 'I've seen some crazy shit go down in these offices, but I didn't think Sir on the ground laughing his ass off would ever be on the list.'
"I… I need to call Yagi." Sir gasps out, trying his hardest to calm himself down.
"Who's Yagi?" Awata asks, not familiar with the name.
"He's gonna…" He can't finish the sentence before bursting out into another fit of giggles.
"O-kay… I still have five minutes left for my lunch so I'll just… head out now…" Awata says, still lost at what exactly is going on, but deciding to play it smart and leave without asking questions.
Well, one question, at least: 'What the fuck has Sir so broken to where he's on the floor laughing?'
Normally Izuku wasn't one to complain about his classwork. He was consistently near the top of the class and never struggled with his work. It felt like Aizawa had it out for the entire class today, seeing as he had assigned everyone a group project that had to be done by the end of class that day. After Izuku and his partner got done, he had felt exhausted, and went to leave the classroom to head to his dorm to catch a break. He took maybe 5 steps out of the classroom when he felt himself getting picked up by a drone.
Class 1-A watches blankly as Izuku gets taken away by the drone, Iida yelling at the drone, "Unhand him this instant, you flying pest!"
Uraraka, Kyouka, and Denki just watch the situation unfold.
"Hatsume?" Uraraka asks.
"Yeah, probably." Kyouka answers, used to the gremlin's antics by now.
"He'll be fine, right?" Denki asks, unfamiliar with the pink menace's methods.
"It's fuckin' Deku, he'll be fine." Bakugo grumbles out as he walks past the trio.
After a few seconds, Denki and Kyouka head down the hall, towards where Izuku had been taken. They run into a tired and frazzled looking purple-haired student. The two of them accidentally bump into him, and he shoves Denki back, annoyed.
"Hey watch where you're going!"
"Hey, hey, hey, you don't have to push me back, Hitoshi! We didn't even see you." Denki snipes back, trying to defuse the situation.
"Head on a swivel, asshole." the tired-looking student says, very annoyed now.
"Leave him alone, Shinsou. Look, we legit did not see you around that corner." Jirou says, apologizing for running to him. Shinsou didn't catch it in his irritation.
"Y'know, I thought I had already gone around that corner, but now my shoulder hurts from bumping into your flat ass."
"H-Hey! I'm not… that flat…!" Kyouka says, in a pitiful attempt to defend herself. After having Izuku constantly defend her looks, she almost forgot how much it hurt to be called unattractive.
Aizawa exits the teachers lounge, takes a sip of his coffee and glances at his students (and adopted child) who were apparently arguing in the hallway. He lets out a disappointed sigh, before going back into the teachers lounge.
"Dude, what the hell man, that was uncalled for." Denki butts in, defending his best friend from the sudden insult. "Y'know what, no, we don't have time for this right now. Our friend got nabbed by that gremlin in the Support Course. How do we get there?"
"You really don't know how to get there? It's that way." the frazzled-haired teen points down the hall, "4th door on the left is 1-H"
Kyouka shoots him a glare. "Thanks, gotta go catch up with our friend. A certain gremlin grabbed him for some reason, like he said."
"Oh, was that why Izuku was flying? Yeah-, I've seen enough today." Shinsou looks at Denki. "Go catch up with your boyfriend."
"He's not my- Argh, whatever. Let's go, Kyou."
After Izuku gets dumped on the floor in the support classroom, the drone that carried him starts malfunctioning. It suddenly bursts into flames, crashes through the window, and explodes. Class 1-H continued on like nothing happened, already used to Hatsume's antics.
"That lasted longer than the prototype! Oh, hey Ten Million! I hear you're looking for a costume designer and a pyroman- I mean pyrotechnics expert!"
"W-what? How'd you know?" Izuku asks, rubbing the back of his head as he raises himself from the floor.
"Nezu told me about your little side project! I gotta say, Ten Million, I never thought you'd be the type to do that stuff."
Izuku sighs tiredly. "How does the principal know… Aw crap. Hatsume, can I trust you to keep this a secret for a while? I-I'm not exactly comfortable with everyone knowing I haveabandandIdon'twannabejudgedforit-" he gets lost in a rambling storm, which the inventor is able to keep up with, but chooses to disregard it.
"No promises! Now, costumes!" Hatsume looks him up and down, while circling around him. Izuku watches nervously. "Hmm… There's not much to work with, babyface. Talk to me, what're you looking for? Are you gonna wear a mask?"
"No! I, um… I'm not hiding my face for this."
"Alright, cool, we'll figure something out!" Hatsume says, grabbing a notepad, pencil, and a tape measure.
Hatsume starts measuring Izuku, flustering the greenette with how personal she was getting. Suddenly, a loud bang sounds from behind them and they whip their heads around towards the door as Iida bursts from it, chopping his arms in a dramatic fashion.
"Hatsume! it's improper to just suddenly kidnap someone without their consent at your whim! Where is your teacher at?" he yells stiffly, as the rest of 1-H looks at him dumbfounded.
"Go check the teachers lounge, Sonic. Now go, you're interrupting official Hatsume business." Hatsume responds, indifferent to the intruder.
Iida is dumbfounded at how blasé she was to the situation. "You are telling me he is okay with leaving students unsupervised?! Then I must ask who is even in charge-"
"Saint-Louis over there," she points at a blue-haired girl across the room, "is. Plus, Majima-sensei has access to the camera's in the workshop via his phone, now would you please get out of my workshop." Hatsume says with indifference, barely acknowledging the human robot, while pointing to the camera in the corner of the room.
Izuku looks at his friend, who looks like he's about to have an aneurysm, and decides to try and defuse the situation.
"E-Everything's all good here, Iida. I should be back in a few minutes. She just wanted to-"
"I'm going to stuff his costume with so many of my babies!" she interrupts him, finally giving Iida a manic look.
"I see, it is just Hatsume being Hatsume, then." Iida concludes, realizing it was futile to try and argue with the dreadlocked student.
"I don't see why either of us should have to go against our programming. Lemme see your arms, Ten Million." Hatsume drawls, going back to being focused on getting Izuku's measurements.
"You two have fun, and don't be late to class, Midoriya!" Iida blurts out, sprinting out of the workshop. Izuku looks around the room at the rest of 1-H, seeing them all watching the situation. He gets embarrassed, and apologizes. "S-sorry, you guys! My friend was just concerned about me, that's all!" Izuku could almost feel the class roll their eyes as they went back to their projects. Izuku turns back to Hatsume, and notices she has bags under her eyes.
"Hatsume, are you good? How long has it been since you slept?" he asks.
"Friday, I think? Time is irrelevant to babymaking." she blows off his question, writing the measurements down.
"I-it's Monday now.."
"Yeah, no, I've gone longer." She sighs, and looks up at the green-haired hero student. She notices the concern in his face, and gives him an uncharacteristically soft smile by her standards. "I'll be fine, Midoriya, thank you for being concerned, but I promise you there's a method to my madness." she assures him, the use of his actual last name catching the boy off guard.
Kyouka and Denki run into the workshop a few seconds later. The duo ran up to Hatsume, an out of breath Denki asking her, "What have you done to- Oh, wait, he's alive."
"Hey! I'm not that crazy!" Hatsume asserts in defense. "I'm no murderer, not even in the pursuit of science!"
"Bullshit." Kyouka coughs.
"Right, so anyways, what do you want from Hatsume Enterprises?" the Inventor asks.
"The better question is, what do you want with Izuku? You did swipe him up from the hallway, after all." Denki counters.
"Well, I heard from a mouse about your little band and thought, 'Why not make them custom costumes and help get my name out there?'"
"Costumes for our band? I mean, I've got a couple ideas…" Kyouka says, the manic inventor immediately grabbing for her notepad.
"Surely there's no way we combine our hero and band costumes." Denki remarks, watching the pink gremlin measure their friend.
"I'm not planning to, and don't call me Shirley" Izuku snarks to his friend.
"Earphone Jack might like one thing, but Kyouka Jirou likes other things too. " Kyouka reminds them, as she turns to Hatsume.
"Wait, this isn't hero related? Then I'll have to get someone better suited for this." She says, getting up from her bench and running towards someone.
"Hey, Sumner! Come with me! I have a project for you I think you'll like!" she says, bringing a haggard-looking girl with her. The girl has brown hair cut in a bob, with a bun on the side. She also looks like she hasn't slept in days; her uniform tie was undone, and she looked to be missing a sock on her leg.
"Guys, meet Ingraham Sumner, one of our few foreign students! She's from the United States, and she's the one person I think is as good as me at babymaking!" She states proudly, to which Ingraham sighs and introduces herself.
"She means to say that I'm pretty damn good at what I do. I was second behind her in acceptance to the Support Course. But no, I'm Ingraham Sumner, top student from 1-I, y'all can call me Sumner though." She finishes, bowing to the trio.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Izuku Midoriya." He says with a bow.
"Kyouka Jirou, and the dumbass over here is Denki Kaminari." Kyouka introduces herself, pointing over at Denki, who goes "HEY" while Sumner chuckles at their antics.
"So why did Hatsume bring you over here?" Izuku asks her.
"Oh, I'm really good at costume design." She responds, a smug look on her face. "She told you guys I was American, right?" The trio nods. She continues, "Yeah, okay, my parents were Navy, and, like most of you probably, I grew up idolizing heroes. I always admired the sheer presence of the Freedom Hero: Independence, and the look of the Enduring Heroine: Bunker Hill, so I just started drawing them. My parents saw my drawings, and suggested I go into hero design, and that track ended up helping me get a scholarship here,"
"But enough about me, what is it you guys are going for?" She asks the three students. Izuku shot Kyouka and Denki a glance, and they both nodded. He took a deep breath, and told Sumner about their band and what they wanted to do.
"So you guys need more punk-y outfits?" She confirms. She turns towards Kyouka, who raises an eyebrow. "Right, cool. Jirou, was it? You give me that "really-obviously-bisexual" vibe, so should we build off of that?" She asks, Kyouka turning red at getting called out so bluntly. "Y-yeah, my hero costume is very 80s punk, so could we run with that aesthetic?"
Sumner looks at her, nods, and grabs her phone. "Do you mind if I take a picture of you?"
"I-I guess…"
She takes the photo and sends it to her bench for later. "Cool, I can estimate your measurements from there. Now, let's see…" She looks her up and down, Kyouka starting to blush at the attention. "Right. Ripped jeans, leather jacket, tank top." She states. "Now, which colors do you want for this?"
"Uh, my hero costume is black with a peach shirt, so let's try and make it different from that." Kyouka informs her, Sumner nodding. "Okay, cool. So, the ripped jeans. What color do you want those to be? I think either dark blue or white would work for you."
While the two of them talk clothes, Denki elbows Izuku to get his attention. "Hey, dude, wanna go grab a drink while these two talk?" Izuku nods, and the two of them leave the workshop, heading towards the nearest vending machine.
"Sumner is cute as fuck, man." Denki muses. Izuku doesn't know how to respond to that, which the electric teen notices.
"You don't think so, man?" He asks Izuku, to which Izuku shrugs. "I-I don't know, man…" Denki, as scatter-brained as he could be, picked up his friend's nervousness at the topic. He wanted to look into why Izuku was shy when it comes to guy talk.
"Have you never really talked to anyone like that before?" He questions. Izuku takes a deep breath.
"I… I never had the chance to, with how school was for me before I started here." Izuku admits. Denki turns to Izuku, intrigued by his friend's admission. "You know how I don't have much control over my quirk, and it breaks my bones every time I use it? Yeah, s-so, uh, my quirk kinda sorta awakened the day of the entrance exam."
"The day of… Wait, you were quirkless before then? Or close to it?" Denki realizes, and Izuku noticeably flinches at that question. Denki grows concerned at the reaction, but doesn't push that topic further.
"Y-yeah, something like that. My quirk came in super late, and not everyone was accepting of that, so no one really talked to me. I never had many crushes, and I never had many friends either."
"So you just don't know how to talk to people well. I getchu man. I have issues talking to people as well. Honestly, man, social cues aren't my strong point. I can't imagine growing up not knowing your quirk hasn't shown up yet is easy, but I do know it gets better. I can't speak for Kyou, but I really do enjoy your company, dude. You're super smart, funny, and bring everyone around you up, and that's hard not to respect." assures Denki, fighting a blush. He didn't know why he was fighting one, this was Izuku, not Kyouka. Izuku didn't catch it, but gave the blonde a smile.
"I really do appreciate having you around, Denki. You haven't judged me for my lyrics being as dumb as they are, and you're just so fun to be around. It's been so long since I was able to compete against anyone like I'm able to in Mario Kart with you guys. And don't even get me started with Kyouka, she's just so… casual about everything, and I like that about her. She doesn't hold anything back, but it's not in a mean way like I'm used to." Izuku admits.
The moment, unfortunately (or fortunately, in Denki's case) gets interrupted by a loud explosion and they see the workshop's metal door fly off the hinges, hitting the wall.
"HATSUME, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT NOISE?" A gruff voice yells from inside the workshop. A loud, proud cackle emanates from inside.
"THE SOUND OF PROGRESS, MAJIMA-SENSEI!' Hatsume proclaims, at least, the two boys are pretty sure it's Hatsume.
"HOW?! HOW DO YOU MANAGE TO MAKE A JACKET, A JACKET, EXPLODE?" The gruff voice echoes down the hall.
Izuku and Denki release breaths the two of them didn't know they were holding. "Bro, that scared the absolute shit out of me." Izuku nodded in agreement. "I knew Hatsume was reckless, but I guess this is a daily thing? I mean, no one seems to be freaking out at no longer having a door…"
"I don't know, but I do know my ears hurt from that." Kyouka says as she walks up from behind the boys. Izuku nearly jumped out of his shoes at the sudden voice appearing behind him. "Kyouka, p-please don't do that!"
"Kyou, where did you even come from?" Denki asks. "Oh, there was a back door, I just left when Sumner went to try and stop Hatsume from causing chaos." Kyouka responds.
"Sorry, dude." She apologizes to Izuku, patting his shoulder and giving him a light hug. "Anyways, that Sumner chick's pretty cool. We already got ideas for what I want to wear for the music video." Kyouka mentions, confusing Denki.
"Wait, hold up. What do you mean by 'music video'?"