"You're pouting."

"I'm not pouting."

"You see, I'd totally believe you if you weren't actually pouting," She laughed, taking a few hops to jump in front of Izuku, matching his pace with ease. Sure, it was a dirty trick, but it was pretty funny too. It was a good thing she got paired up with Momo. "Be honest, what's got you so upset? The fact that you got beat by a girl? Or the fact that you got outsmarted by a girl?"

"It's not that Emi," Izuku leaned back shaking his hands in front of him like they would protect him - they wouldn't - his cheeks were red and he had barely smiled since they got out of class. "It just feels like something a villain would do."

Oh, so that's how he saw it. She came to a dead stop folding her arms in front of her. He barely stopped before running her over. Her right cheek pulled at her smile turning it into a smirk, raising her eyebrow for just that extra level of effect. The effect was exactly what she was looking for; more blushing, awkward eye contact and him backing down. "And what's so wrong with thinking like a villain? I just used everything at my disposal to win, it's a lot better than thinking with your fists."

"Besides, there was no way that Momo and I could have beaten you in a fair fight. Her quirk is better for plans and mine is, well, mine's a cheap trick, it makes a disadvantage for my enemy that I need to exploit." She took another step forward, bouncing her chest against his forcing him to step back. He was so easy to tease.

"But, what about Civilians? If there were any-"

"Momo could have made an extra gas mask for any civilian, and the gas was only really effective if there was heavy breathing, and a little bit of laughter never hurt anybody." She spun around and slapped him on the back. "That's your job Mr. Punchline! Now come on quit being a sour lemon and let's go to the development studio place! Besides you're much cuter when you're smiling."

And then came the blush. Was she a bad person? Probably.

"Emi!" He squeaked, stammered, and stuttered all at once. At least he wasn't pouting anymore. "Wait a second."

"One Mississipi." She rolled her eyes and pushed him forward again. "I wanna see if I can get a bunch of gadgets and gizmos! Like chattering teeth that bite people or a rubber chicken!"

"Are you a clown or a hero?" Izuku asked, finally walking under his own power.

She shrugged, following him around a corner the outside of the main U.A. building was exposed to a grassy field and a few trees that were barren of their leaves, just another reminder that winter was here. It was winter back then too. "I'm a comedian, the strongest heroes are the ones that came make you smile even after you've lost everything."

Izuku stopped again this time turning to face her, he was doing one of those faces, the kind that was filled with pitty. But there was something more to it than that, kind of like he recognized something? "Is that why you want to be a hero? To make people smile?"

"Nah, I want to be a hero to be a hero, but there's no reason why I shouldn't be able to make people laugh and smile while I do it?" She broke out into a giant grin, "Besides, can you just imagine how a villain would feel after being by a crazy lady with a rubber chicken? That would demotivate me so much I couldn't show my face in front of the other villains and I'd have to start working in a soup kitchen. It's called psychological warfare!"

She was grandstanding, pure and simple, but that was part of the fun. "But no, it's not like I grew up in a circus and suddenly realized that all my awesome acrobatic and clown skills could be used to fight crime, that's a robbin thing. And my quirk is to make people laugh! It makes me laugh! If I wasn't the hero that could make people laugh then I wouldn't be a hero at all! It's like you being a news reporter despite super strength!"

"Though, hey maybe it'd be funny if I showed up to fight crime all dressed and black and depressed but still make people laugh, I think that's called comedic Irony, hey are you even listening? Or are you basking in the sudden realization that if I became your girlfriend that your life would be filled with smiles and laughter?" She paused, wait where was Izuku? She spun around to see a blushing Izuku pointing at a door, his mouth was moving but nothing else was. Right, she wasn't supposed to do those kinds of jokes with him. But it was so tempting!

The door he was pointing at had a sign hanging above it that read 'Development studios'

She walked up smacking him in the chest. "Woah, great job you found it! Why didn't you speak up? Cat got your tongue?"

"No," He muttered, face growing even redder. "I was distracted by your smile."

"Why's that? I got something in my teeth?"

"It's beautiful."

Ahh, so that's why he didn't like those jokes.

XXXX

"Oh! That's a great idea!"

"Right? Do you think some can even have like tasers and stuff? And what about a rubber chicken?"

"You want to taser a rubber chicken?"

"No, I want to weaponize a rubber chicken. And a whoopie! Oh and I had Momo make me some of these, do you think you can improve on them."

"Oh absolutely!"

Introducing Emi to Mei was probably not the best idea for the betterment of the world, In half a word the two went from complete strangers to basically soul sisters. Already Emi was going over half a dozen different ideas she had rattling in her head while rummaging through Mei's evergrowing pile of babies.

"Oh! What does this one do?"

Vrrrrr, ping, ping, ting, crash.

A rocket-powered fist whizzed by where is head was, before it slammed into the wall, the thrusters still sputtering as it dug itself further into the wall. Nevermind betterment of the world he really needed to consider his own health! Maybe this was why Power Loader-sensei wore his helmet?

"Whoops!" Emi gave him a cheesy grin and scratched the back of her head, her verdant eyes twinkling with far more humor than remorse. "Sorry about that Izuku, there was a big red button and I wanted to press it."

Mei turned to him wide-eyed and smiling. In a heartbeat she was way to close and grabbing onto both of his hands, Emi completely forgotten in the background. "Oh! Deku's here! Do you have a new request for me? I love working on your gadgets! They get my head rattling!"

Boobs.

"Well? Well? Well? What project do you have for me?" Mei asked pressing herself against him much like Emi had just done, was there a reason why girls kept doing this to him? And why he couldn't do anything about it! "Oh! I know A microfibersuit that can absorb the shocks from your punches right? I've been thinking about you a lot you know! I bet I can make something that'll-"

"Actually," Emi appeared next to him, grabbing one of his arms out of Mei's hands. Boobs. "Izuku just wanted to see if you could adapt his mouthguard into a breathing filter. Isn't that right Izuku?"

He actually kind of wanted to hear what Mei was saying, but at the same time it was probably for the betterment of his heart if he got these two away from each other, or at least away from him. Could One for All affect his heart? Would that make him explode? He did not want to find out.

Mei's eyes lit up like it was the summer festival, she spun away from him, nearly tripping on one of her gizmos until she reached a file cabinet where. "Oh! That's going to be fun, Lets see, where's your design I had it in here somewhere. Ahah! Here we are!" it might have just been him, but his folder looked to be a little bit thicker than the rest. Perhaps she wasn't kidding when she said she thought of him a lot. "I'll get right to work on the redesign, I have a lot of extra time now that the festival is over! This is going to be great!"

Emi was still holding onto his arm, grinning up a storm. "Why are you doing this?"

"What? I thought that everybody wanted to be like one of those harem protagonists where the girls fight over him." She gasped, backing away from him, her face in an exaggerated mask of shock. "Unless you've already chosen Mei as your girlfriend! Leaving me in the dust! Oh Izuku!" She fell onto her knees, arm over her eyes. "How could you do this to me! I thought we had a special bond!"

"Please keep your lovers quarrels out of the workshop." Power Loader approached them, holding a stack of paper. "Here are the forms for your item and costume changes."

Emi was back on her feet like nothing happened. "Awesome, and I don't have to pay for anything?"

"The school covers the costs for students." Power Loader jutted a thumb towards Mei. "Besides, despite her eccentricities, Hatsume is a wonderful source of free labor. Shame the budget we save goes to the repairs for her explosions."

"Your girlfriend is fun Izuku," Emi elbowed him in the side, her green eyebrows bouncing up and down as her grin continued. "She can be our gadget maker when we become partners! Let's see I'll be , you're Mr. Punchline and-"

"Mei's not my girlfriend," He muttered, trying to ignore the burning in his cheeks and focus on the paper work. "She's just a friend, and could you please stop making those jokes? My heart can't take it."

"Yea, sure, I'll try, but you're so fun to tease. I meant it though, you've got a great smile Izuku, you should try to use it more." She winked at him, and he felt his heart twinge at her. He'd only known this girl for a day and he already had a crush on her.

AN: Not going to lie, got a bit depressed over the lack of response last chapter got, guess Action really isn't my strong suit. Anyways, I hope this chapter is better! Though I'm still worried that Izuku's and Emi's relationship might be a bit on the fast side. But that's because of Emi's personality I guess. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy!