"How'd you get in there in the first place?" Sero asked Kaminari. He was trying to place a line of tape across the corners of the garbage dumpster that had luckily been emptied out the day before, but unluckily had not enough trash to climb out.
"We need Uraraka." Hanta said, cutting off the strand of tape. "You'd be out in a second. Or at least before any teacher-"
"Any teacher what?" Mic said, striding on up to the group of students now assembled outside of the tall dumpster.
"Um..." Sero began. He paused in thought. "Worries!" He coughed. "Yeah, we didn't want to worry any of you, because, you know- pros are, like, so busy with hero stuff, we figured it's be beneath you to warn ya about poor ol' Kaminari falling in the dumpster."
"Mmm-hmm?" Mic hummed in question. He wasn't buying it. He ordered Hanta to flip over a smaller trash can and allowed the boys to try and problem solve it themselves for a bit before he finally showed them how to get Kaminari out. It was as easy as climbing atop the smaller can and reaching an arm in to fish the student out.
"Right. Sorry, Mr. Yamada." Denki apologized.
Mic's phone buzzed and he looked to see who it was. He hoped Aizawa, but was surprised to see it was Midnight. "You don't happen to have Denki Kaminari there, do you?" She asked.
He talked with her for a second and then placed a hand on Kaminari's shoulder. Mic sighed. "To the R&C."
"Um, me?" Denki asked, surprised. "For?"
"Let's go, my little listener." Mic said, leading Kaminari away from the group of students.
General discomfort fell thick on the air as Denki walked into the Discipline Room. He looked up to see Midnight comforting Kyoka.
"Jiro! What's... what's wrong?" Kaminari asked, approaching Kyoka.
Mic stopped him. "Have a seat. Eraser will be here in a minute."
Denki sat down and Kyoka looked up. "My period's late."
"Late?" Kaminari asked. "But, like, it came, right?"
She shook her head. "It's been two months since I had it."
"When did you last have intercourse?" Nemuri asked.
"Last night." Denki said, as Kyoka replied "This morning."
"Christ." Eraserhead sighed.
He had just walked in to hear this fun little fact, as he set down a bag with two packs of pregnancy tests, making four in total.
"When did you first have intercourse?" Mic asked. It scared Kaminari to see his teacher so serious.
"Like, four months ago." He responded.
"Jiro, go take these to the restroom while we ask Kaminari some questions." Shota ordered, dismissing Kyoka and the four tests.
He turned to Denki. "Do you use a condom?"
The boy shrugged, sheepishly. "When we have them... I accidentally threw some away. I went to look for them in the dumpster but then Mr. Yamada found me."
"What percent of the time do you use protection?" Aizawa asked.
NOW Kamianri looked embarrassed. "Like, less than 10%."
"When have you had these... relations?" Aizawa grilled.
Denki sighed. "Around 4 or 5am... every other weeknight pretty much for the past four months. Then she goes back to bed and I go to the gym."
Mic raised his eyebrows in concern to Aizawa. They both realized that he was tappin' it when she was fertile if it was that often. No WAY was Jiro NOT pregnant.
Kayama went to check on Kyoka, who hadn't come back from the bathroom.
"So how did security cameras not catch you?" Hizashi pressed, leaning in to try and mimic Kamianri's body language. He needed him to trust him to figure this one out.
"Short circuiting the cameras for a minute from the stairwell." Denki responded. "Or a few seconds until I'm in her room."
"You are in her room, correct?" Shota asked to make sure he was incriminating the right kid.
"Yessir." Kaminari sighed.
Midnight came back in with Jiro after using the bathroom and talking. The instructor had been holding onto the test strips with the ends capped. Somehow the few nights they DID use protection, were the nights that she was fertile, but Midnight knew something that her gay-and-married coworkers did not: They stuck to mostly oral sex, or Denki never finished... inside.
She asked them to leave the teens inside and walked out with Mic and Eraserhead.
"Have you given sex education to your kids yet, Eraser?" Midnight asked.
"No." Shota responded. "What do you know? You're not telling us something."
Midnight pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed before pulling the hand away and gesturing beyond the door. "He's not finishing in her, vaginally. The tests were negatory."
"So what's their pregnancy risk?" Mic began. "Like, what's the chance that those tests are wrong?"
Kayama tried not to laugh. They're so clueless. God they haven't changed. They are so gay. "Very low." She responded.
Aizawa was annoyed and relieved. Mostly annoyed, though. "Well Kaminari is in trouble for sneaking out and especially for messing with the cameras." He paused. "Jiro is grounded. One week."
"Same goes for Kaminari?" Midnight asked.
Mic chuckled. "No way. See that even more than usual pissed off look in his eyes? That means he's going full Dadzawa. Kaminari is getting his ass whooped."
The three teachers agreed on a game plan and then Mic left to go do rounds and ensure there was peace in the dorms and go find Toshinori for watching the gym.
Both students jumped when the door opened and Kamianri pushed away from the table. They had been holding hands.
"You're not pregnant." Midnight said, watching both teens deflate with relief. "But Jiro, you're grounded for a week. You will be cleaning the dorms, too."
"Kaminari, you know the drill." Aizawa said. "Jiro, you're dismissed to do paperwork with Kayama Sensei, somewhere other than here."
"He's getting a spanking?" Kyoka asked, worried for her boyfriend.
"Out." Shota said, again, while unlocking the drawer with the paddle. The teacher and his student were left alone in the room. Denki was pissed off.
"Really?!" He exclaimed, but half-pleaded. "I could have sex if we weren't in stupid dorms!" He yelled.
"They are for your safety. Keep it in your pants, Kaminari. And furthermore- you tampered with our recording devices. What if we were attacked whilst you short circuited them, hmm?"
Denki was wrestling with his belt before he noticed that he had a full erection. Now was NOT the time! Ugh.
"Can I be spanked, later?" Kaminari knew he sounded like a little kid, but he didn't want Aizawa to see.
"You may have a single bathroom break. If you're not back here in 10 minutes, I will spank you in the bathroom, am I understood?"
"Yessir." Denki sighed. He pulled his belt off and slipped his shoes on before heading out the door to use the first-floor bathrooms, which he honestly had never even seen before. Inside, he opened a stall door, sat on the toilet and masturbated furiously before wiping up and washing up and returning. He had a minute to spare. He never thought that he would be so grateful for the refractory period.
"Undress below the waist, please." Aizawa ordered.
Kaminari did as he was instructed, but purposely took his time.
"Today, Kaminari." Shota sighed, setting down his pen and picking up the paddle. "You know the drill. Sign here and you'll sign again after you've stood in the corner."
"Yessir." Denki muttered, feeling stupid as he bent over the table of the "Reflection & Correction" room's table. "Are you gonna tell my parents?" Kaminari asked.
"Are you going to do this again?" Aizawa asked, pointedly.
Probably. Denki thought.
He ignored the thought and bent over the couch before getting the first pop from the paddle. He swore that he almost jumped out of his own skin, it hurt so bad. He took the next four before pleading for a break. Mr. Aizawa had been lecturing and the guilt trip was starting to work on him. He covered his bottom and was instructed to move his hands.
"I need a second." Kamianri said, choking on his words.
Shota sighed and set the paddle down. He called Hizahi to come from across the floor in their dorm, where he was ironically grading Kamianri's exam. Denki failed.
Mic had to hold Kaminari's wrists on the couch as Aizawa got to at least number ten, but Kaminari was such a bumbling mess, that Yamada asked if he could just throw the electrically-charged boy over his knee.
Aizawa only agreed because Denki was starting to make his own hair stand straight up from electric charge if he didn't cancel out the boy's quirk, himself.
"It's not a lesser punishment, I hope you know." Shota warned. "Mr. Yamada, I've been told, has a hard hand."
Kaminari's bottom was turning reddish-purple as Aizawa handed the teen over. Mic set a five minute timer on his phone and went to work smacking each cheek with unequivocal force. Denki was no longer the cool and uncaring, tough-guy teen he tried to portray earlier. He was instead a blubbering little boy. Mic rubbed circles on the kid's back before sending him away with one last swat for covering his bottom previously during his paddling session with Aizawa and the two teachers had a conversation with the teen, who stood, weak-kneed, in the corner.
"And stay out of Jiro's room. You have a three day suspension." Aizawa said after walking the boy to his room and taking his phone.
He walked away and muttered to himself. "Great. Now next week I have to teach sex ed."