LoamyCoffee: Excellent chapter~
Glad to see her officially part of the pairing, and so far she is more affectionate that Mei or Tsuyu, which I get as that's just how they are. Understandably, Tsuyu is jealous.
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Re: It wasn't originally the plan for Momo to become part of it, but when I got into Genki's head and roleplayed how "someone like him" would interact with his peers before the Finals (how I write all of my dialogue), what developed between him and Momo came to be right then and there, and I'm happy it's being so-well-received.
As for Izuku, unlike Steve Rogers, Izuku forgot his "identity" as one of the powerless because of how-far up All Might's butt he is. That's why in the movie too he wanted to keep Melissa out of it; because in his mind, Quirkless and "Defenseless" are mutually inclusive.
CC and Crawler were fun to write in, and it's a shame neither of them appeared in the main storyline, even though Aizawa's arc in Vigilantes is perfectly Canon.
As for the Q.A.D., if that Transformation were part of his normal Quirk, maybe, but lore-wise he still has an organic Trigger derivative in his cerebrospinal fluid, so all it did was exacerbate his then-current lack of control. However, he kind of had to roll that dice because against "Base Form" Wolfram, it was a terrible matchup; Wolfram on Trigger was even worse given the whole "Bug-Type v Steel-Type" metaphor. Having to carry both David and the Q.A.D. around only made matters worse, and as someone with first-hand experience as to the chaos that can be caused by Quirks upgraded rampantly beyond human control…

superpierce: great chapter never knew a high enough percentage could make Izuku bulletproof heck I don't think it did that for All Might either. I always saw like Spider-Man where while he is super strong he is not bulletproof.

Re: I rewatched that scene multiple times, and there were obviously bullets bouncing off. Not to mention, any force you can exert, you can also "tank", which is why Izuku was able to punch a guy so-hard he embedded in a concrete wall without turning his limb into chunky salsa. Super-strength usually always come with the sub-power of super-durability, because without it you'd sooner break your body before actually accomplishing anything.
Of course, that was established in the Canon early-on when he blew out three of his limbs like racecar tires~

Harleking31: Hm?
He turned into a monster but then was able to go back? I thought heteromorphs couldn't go back to normal

Re: You're thinking of the "Next-Level Villains", of whom were the successors of the Villain Factory's "Instant Villains". What makes Next-Level Villains the precursor to the Nomu, are that they are surgically modified to handle higher dosages of Trigger for one Quirk, while still possessant of their cognizant functions. Once the Trigger wears off, so does the empowered Quirk, but not the modified body.
If Genki had been abducted by All for One and the Villain Factory and Dr. Garaki had gotten his hands on him, than yeah, his Transformation would've become permanent. That isn't the case with the Q.A.D. which basically "jailbreaks" Quirks into a "post-Awakening state".

*MHA*

Though Wolfram's attack signified the first major Villain incursion onto I-Island in recent memory, let alone it's very heart, that it'd been an "inside job" would blunt the damage I-Island's reputation would take in terms of the failing of their world-renowned security measures.

Re-sharpening that damaged reputation, however, was how Wolfram's chief collaborator was none other than David Shield; the veritable poster boy for what I-Island represented as an institution. The exacting details of his motivation remained a state secret to all but he and the Board of Directors, also known as the "Oversight Committee" who governed I-Island like a council of old, but at the very least he wasn't slated for execution.

Samuel on the other hand, was, because he had known the Villains were legit while actively convincing David they were "hired actors", sending himself up the river in the process since he confessed as much to Izuku Midoriya, Melissa Shield, and unknowingly to Genki Gokiburi and the vault's own recording devices.

But that was a story for another day.

Given I-Island didn't believe in extradition, under any circumstance, it wasn't like David Shield would be going anywhere, and given the value his intellect provided to I-Island, it was unlikely he wouldn't be uncomfortable during his incarceration. The mind was "a terrible thing to waste" as the saying went, so it was entirely possible he could be rehabilitated. Someday.

It wasn't actually all that uncommon for incarcerated scientists to be able to continue their research if they were unequivocal experts in their field. But even then, they were never given any materials to work hands-on with, and anyone under "house arrest" was kept under maximum scrutiny at all times and for a number of years even after incarceration. Some that were held in this way were caught for things like embezzling money, breaching contractual obligations, engaging in coitus with under-aged interns, but David Shield's offense was the most-egregious on record; short of the few murders that occurred between stressed-out scientists who felt like their contributions to their chosen field weren't getting the recognition they deserved.

Of course, the Oversight Committee would attempt to hide as much of what had transpired as they could, but with so-many witnesses crossing international borders, the story would eventually leak. The best they could hope for, would be to prevent similar Villain incursions of the like from occurring in the future by keeping a closer eye on its staff and who they talked to.

Everyone connected to David Shield and the rescue mission was rigorously interrogated in the hours that followed what would colloquially come to be known as "The Die Hard Incident", but thankfully, Melissa's name was cleared. What her father's crimes would mean for her own reputation in the future, however, had yet to be seen.

Genki on the other hand was barely lucid and was immediately taken to his primary physician on I-Island. His present condition was definitively the fault of the Q.A.D., but because the data drive with David's research was still missing somewhere in the ruins, on top of David having little to no personal memories of Heteromorph experimentation with the Quirk amplifier, his care would have to more or less be played by ear, given the circumstances to which he'd first become of interest to I-Island's medical scene.

"Genki… Please hang on…" Tsuyu said from his bedside as she held his hand, Momo holding the other while Mei, being Mei, had grabbed onto a foot.

"U… Uuuuugh…" Genki groaned unintelligibly as his head lolled from side to side, eyes vacant and half-lidded, a number of electrodes connected to his body, a few to shaved spots atop his head to monitor brain activity.

Outside of the room were those of the "Rescue Party" that hadn't immediately crashed; Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugou, Tenya Iida, and Izuku Midoriya. Koichi Haimawari and Christopher Skyline on the other hand tended to their significant others, who had remained unharmed as hostages but were still shaken from the whole ordeal. Koichi in of himself was innocuous-enough that none of Wolfram's minions truly noticed that he'd slipped out, and the way Kazuho helped calm Pamela's infant, helped the pink-haired woman blend into the background as well.

"Dammit, Deku! Do you always have to do that?!" Bakugou shouted as Izuku muttered up a storm.

"O-Oh! Sorry, it's just…" he said shakily holding up a notebook, a picture of the Q.A.D. on one page and Genki's "Monster Form" on the other. "It's one thing to hear about Quirk boosters in action, but to see them in both mechanical and chemical forms… And it's obvious now that the Noumu we fought at the USJ is an advancement of the 'Next Level' Villains from Naruhata and the Tokyo Sky Egg Incident. Whether the mindlessness is intentional or just a side-effect-"

"I think what he means to say is that the state of things are worrying. How could we have failed to see the connection until only-recently?" Tenya asked rhetorically.

"We're seeing the connections now. It's why Haimawari-sensei was given a pardon and brought back into the country," Shoto hummed thoughtfully.

"Tch, whatever. I'll blast 'em all the same way," Bakugou huffed. "I'm goin' to sleep. If the bug wakes up, don't bother telling me."

*MHA*

"Uuugh… So tired…" Kyoka groaned once she and the others were ferried out of the hospital.

While they had technically been by Genki's side beyond normal visiting hours, the "I-Lockdown" as it would come to be unimaginatively known, was a circumstance beyond normal. That, and their teachers insisted they get some measure of rest, given all that had transpired. The Yuuei students had been offered locally-sourced next-generation experimental stimulants, but 1-A politely refused; Mei expressed an interest, but the others dragged her away before she could get even more manic.

"We should get some measure of sleep," Momo admitted as she and the others filed into a conga line of cabs to take them back to their hotel. Even if they only had a few days left, a quick power nap before powering through the new day, would at least let them get the most out of what remained of their stay on I-Island.

Unless you had an "in", most visitors could only visit once, maybe twice in their entire lives, and there was still so much to see and do.

"If Deku-kun calls, tell him I'm not here," Ochako groaned as she nodded off, cheek pressed to the window.

"Do you think Genki will be okay?" Tsuyu asked worriedly.

"Well, I mean, he isn't 'hulked out' anymore, so that's a good sign…" Kyoka shrugged.

"Let's just hope he's better before it's time to leave. I'd hate for him to miss the Training Camp," Momo nodded. "Hey, where's your friend?"

"Todoroki's escorting her back to our suite," Tsuyu hummed. "Alone."

"Mina would be all over that if she hadn't crashed like the Hindenberg," Kyoka hummed, earphones waggling unenthusiastically.

*MHA*

The following afternoon, Melissa made the rounds to gather up those that had been at I-Tower the previous evening, looking only a little worse for wear. Her father was slated to make a full recovery from both the gunshot and the subsequent "rough handling", but that her own father had fallen to the sway of Villainy, unintentional and good-intentioned as it was, hurt her very deeply. At this critical juncture in her life, she'd need her friends more than ever.

"So what's the occasion? Do we need to be asked more questions?" Momo inquired.

"No. Uncle Might's extending an invite to a little victory party-"

"A PARTY?! WITH ALL MIGHT!?" everyone gasped.

"Y-Y-Yes! At his penthouse!" Melissa yelped at everyone's shout.

"A victory party! So cool!" Mina gushed.

"Oh hell yeah!" Kirishima grinned.

"Excuse me, Melissa," Tsuyu spoke up. "Genki… Is he okay?"

"Oh, he is. He woke up just this morning," Melissa nodded with a smile, the others letting out a sigh of relief, sans Bakugou.

"Will he be at the party too?" Shinso asked.

"He should be," Melissa nodded. "The doctors had to remove some nano-filament wiring out of his brain-"

"WAIT WHAT?!" Kyoka gawped.

"-but he should make a full recovery!" Melissa yelped at the slender girl's outburst. "We're still missing the technical specs for the Q.A.D., but my father remembered enough about the project that they were able to treat him. He should be fully recovered in time for your Training Camp."

"Aren't you worried?" Iida inquired.

"I-Sec is turning over the top of I-Tower with a fine-toothed comb, and border control has been heightened to catch the guy that escaped. Apart from that, it's out of our hands," the pretty blond shrugged.

The lot of them didn't technicallyneed a license to use their Quirks against Villains, but that freedom was predicated on the assumption there wouldn't ever be Villains to contend with. As it stood, they skirted around the law as much as it was able to be bent without breaking, but I-Sec told them on no uncertain terms that it'd be to their betterment if they kept their heads down for the remainder of their stay.

"I mean, it's not like the guy can swim home," Habuko hummed.

"Not unless they can make a 1,500-mile stretch," Tsuyu added.

"Give or take," Todoroki shrugged.

"What're we waiting for? Let's party!" Kaminari grinned.

*MHA*

"All Might's penthouse suite! I'm so excited!" Ochako beamed as she, Izuku, Momo, Kyoka, Tsuyu, Melissa, Mei, and Shinso rode the elevator.

"Hey Shield Girl! What'cha looking at?" Mei asked getting in Melissa's face.

"O-Oh! Uh, nothing really," Melissa said pressing her phone to her chest, Ochako pouting as she caught Izuku's wandering eyes.

*Ding*

"Oh! We're here!" Izuku gushed, previous fascination forgotten.

All Might was being put up in the biggest, highest-end hotel on the island, the exterior looking highly futuristic and made with space age materials. Allegedly, even if the entire island sank, the High Rise Hyperion could enter lockdown and be self-sustaining for a period dependent on how many people were inside. Heck, the entire place looked like it could lift off to the moon.

"HAAAA HA HA HA HA! Welcome to my swanky pad, zygotes!" All Might bellowed as he threw the doors open once everyone had arrived, and to Izuku's surprised eye, the No.1 Hero was clad in the same white polo shirt and green cargo pants as when they'd first met. "You did me proud last night, so eat as much as you want! It's on me!"

"Yes! Yay!" everyone whooped as they flooded inside, Kazuho and Pamela putting out place settings while Koichi and Christopher in their own casual wear manned the grill, the scent of cooking meat and vegetables permeating the air. With the cityscape of I-Island and the ocean beyond laid out before them, it promised to be one hell of a blowout.

Especially since the I-Expo had been, regrettably, postponed in the wake of what had occurred…

1-A and 1-B would still be present for ANM-48's international debut concert, but without the week-long I-Expo to perform at, the Ares Idol Agency would have to recoup its losses by pulling their lead idol group out of I-Island and back to Japan. Otherwise, the idol group would have to pay I-Island's exorbitant fees out-of-pocket, if not face breach of contract. Thankfully, the Ares Idol Agency wasn't as-exploitative as its contemporaries, so they at least had a few days to relax on their once-in-a-lifetime trip.

"It's a shame the others couldn't be here for this," Izuku hummed, realizing the rest of 1-A and the whole of 1-B had been excluded.

"Well, I mean, they would be in breach of contract if they didn't carry out their work hours for the Ares Idol Agency," Iida replied. "And you have to consider, we want to at least attempt to suppress what happened at I-Tower, and chatty teenagers are the greatest source of security leaks in any industry."

"Ah, who cares about those losers?" Bakugou huffed as he tore into a kebab. "We kicked ass, so let's fucking celebrate already!"

"Not how I would've put it…" Kirishima chuckled awkwardly.

Of course, it didn't stop the Japanese highschoolers from indulging in their carnivorous urgings. Beef, chicken, fish, some sourced locally, some imported. The lower levels of I-Island were dedicated to both its industrial base and food production, so while chicken and fish could be raised in "The Gut", cattle was another matter entirely. The ring of forest surrounding I-Island's city districts were home to certain species of bird and insect, but little other wildlife, as I-Island was very stringent about what live animals it allowed into its self-contained ecosystem.

"Sensei," Momo said coming up to the grill. "Do you know where Genki is?"

"Oh, yes, he's over by the balcony over there," Koichi said pointing his tongs to the far side of the penthouse overlook, finding a familiar brunette seated on a high-end wheelchair.

"Genki, are you alright?" Tsuyu asked as she came over to him, the teen turning to face her, Mei, and Momo as they approached.

"I'm a little tired… but that's nothing a little food can't fix," Genki said as he bit into a sub filled with meat and veggies.

"How's your brain?" Mei asked tactlessly.

"My scalp stings a bit…" he said rubbing at his head, "but they got the wires or whatever out of my head from when Crawler-sensei and Captain Celebrity smashed it."

"I still can't imagine what that must've been like… To have your own Quirk go berserk like that…" Momo said quietly.

"Yeah, well, I can see first-hand why the Oversight Committee mothballed that line of research," Genki hummed as he finished up his food, completely ravenous as he wheeled over to the buffet line for more. "I just hope it's all over. Even a bootlegged version of that tech could be dangerous if it fell into the wrong hands."

"Don't worry. I'm sure if someone did run off with that data, that I-Island will catch them," Momo nodded hopefully.

"Unless they want to swim home. I heard I-Island actually stopped moving while all of that was being investigated," Mei added.

"Well, here's hoping," Genki said as he pulled up to the buffet, straining to get a good look at everything-

"Please, allow me," Momo insisted as she scooped him up into her arms and raised him up, a light blush on both their cheeks as she held him against her bosom. "Just point out whatever you want and we'll take care of the rest."

"We will?" Mei blinked, Tsuyu elbowing her in the ribs. "I mean, yeah, we will!"

Elsewhile, off to the side…

"Maaaan, how can one guy get so lucky?" Kaminari groaned as he watched the three cute girls fawning over his classmate.

"I mean… sometimes shit happens?" Kyoka shrugged as she nibbled on a kebab.

"There is nothing implicitly sexual about it, so I am unsure if there is anything for me to chastise," Tenya said as he tried to get the others to eat vegetables.

"I ship it," Mina hummed.

"Which one?" Shinso asked.

"Yes."

"I don't think that counts as an answer," Tenya hummed.

"It doesn't not count as an answer~" the pink Hero-in-Training grinned cheekily.

*MHA*

"Excuse me, but has anyone seen Melissa?" All Might inquired a while later.

"Wasn't she with you?" Izuku asked.

"No. I only took my eyes off her for a moment," the No.1 Hero shrugged.

"There she is! And she's brought company!" Ochako pointed out, theirs and a few others' pairs of eyes turning to see that Melissa was leading someone into the room by the hand.

If Melissa was a "Chess Club Cheerleader", then the young man at her side was a "Debate Team Decathalist". Standing a couple inches higher than she with messy shoulder-length brown hair, brown/green eyes, and a lean but athletic frame, the young man in attendance was clad in a light-blue button-up, creased khaki slacks, a metallic belt with a black buckle, and black/white sneakers. Perched atop his nose were wide-rimmed square glasses that made his eyes pop out at you.

"Melissa, who's this?" All Might asked.

"Uncle Might…" Melissa began, squeezing the hand in hers and drawing herself up. "This is my secret boyfriend, Michael Sword."

*Spurt!*

"Holy crap!" Shinso cried as the No.1 Hero coughed up blood.

"O-Oh! Don't mind me! Those energy binders from last night clamped down on me extra-hard, that's all!" All Might said reassuringly, glad he hadn't fallen out of his 'Muscle Form' in front of so-many from the shock. "N-Now Melissa, when you say 'secret boyfriend', do you mean he's a friend who's a boy you've been hiding from David-"

"Michal and I are 'together-together'," Melissa insisted, putting an arm behind his back and drawing him in as she laid her other hand on his chest, the young man putting one hand around her shoulders and the other around her stomach as the others cried out in shock.

"Wait, boyfriend!?" Kyoka gasped. "Since when?!"

"Since middle school, give or take," Melissa answered, not taking her eyes off her adoptive uncle. "I was going to finally tell daddy about him at the reception party, but, you know…"

"You had a super-smart, super-hot secret boyfriend and you weren't even going to tell us?" Mina asked affronted.

"I was keeping it a secret from my dad for a reason, and I only met you guys yesterday," Melissa pouted. "Plus, you're Uncle Might's students. If he asked you to sing, you'd ask 'what showtunes?'"

" . . . Yeah that's fair…" Momo admitted bashfully.

"Me-Me-Melissa… Why did you feel the need to hide this?" All Might sputtered as he felt the memory of that perfect little girl vanishing.

"You and daddy would've had me stay single until I was thirty. That's why," Melissa pouted.

"Wh-Wh-Wh-What?! Of course not!"

"Look me in the eyes and tell me that," Melissa insisted as she drew herself up and looked him dead in the eyes, the No.1 Hero forced to avert his own.

"So, Mr. Secret Boyfriend…" Kyoka hummed as All Might struggled for a reply. "If Melissa was going to introduce you to her dad last night, why didn't you come in with her?"

"I got held up in traffic after cleaning up a last-minute emergency at the lab, and by the time I arrived, the bulkheads already came down," Michael answered.

"And you didn't think something was up when all the phones went down?

"I mean, I'd have to be pretty paranoid if the first thing I did was make a Burst Transmission Receiver," Michael shrugged. "And not to mention, I-Island commonly uses wide-range signal jammers so no-one can remotely detonate an IED. Of course, we still get a rube or two every year that tries."

"That's… fair," Kyoka admitted after realizing, that answer was perfectly valid. As far as anyone outside I-Tower knew, it was a perfectly-normal bomb scare, with a perfectly normal security response.

"You see that, Deku? Melissa's already taken~" Ochako grinned.

"O-Ochako-chan, why're you making that face?" Izuku stuttered.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Might," Michael said stepping away from Melissa and bowing his head. "I'm sorry you and I couldn't meet under better circumstances."

"Wh-Whatever are you talking about?"

"Well, I was watching that tower like a hawk from the shelter, and you guys weren't exactly subtle on the upper floors," he said scratching at his cheek. "That, and people don't get shot on I-Island for no reason, you know. Not with gunpowder bullets, at least."

"I… I see…" All Might returned, still grappling with the fact that Melissa had had a secret boyfriend and never told himself or David.

"Hey, hey, how far've you two gone?" Mina asked excitedly, fishing for gossip.

"Ashido! That is hardly appropriate party conversation!" Tenya cried in affrontment.

"Well, let's just say that David isn't the only one she calls 'daddy'~" Michael grinned, Melissa blushing to the roots of her hair and slapping at his chest while All Might coughed up blood.

"Y-Young man! This is hardly the time for jok-"

"That was a slip of the tongue and it only happened one time! You know that!" Melissa yelped embarrassingly as she lightly bopped his chest with her fists, All Might's blood-spurting starting anew.

"Oh my…!" Momo blushed with her hands on her lips, Mina squealing excitedly, face flushing fuchsia.

"A-Anyway!" Melissa coughed into her fist as she composed herself. "This is happening, and neither you nor dadd-father, can do anything about it!" she said putting an arm around Michael's back.

"Me-Me-Melissa, surely you're too young to-"

"See, this is exactly what I was afraid would happen!" Melissa chastised raising an accusatory finger at the No.1 Hero.

"And pretty hypocritical, given how you and David are 'special friends'~" Michael said adjusting his glasses with averted eyes.

"Sp-Special?!" All Might sputtered.

"W-Well, what else are the two of us supposed to think when you and father slink off to a security dead zone every time you're together?" Melissa blushed, averting her eyes as well.

"H-Hey, hold on kids! It is not what it sounds like!" All Might cried as he felt his own students' gazes on him, or those that had been on him averting.

"D-Don't worry about it, sir. Plenty of people realize their true leanings later in life," Michael stated matter-of-factly.

"That is not what's going on between us!" All Might blustered.

"Then why are you slinking off into security dead zones?" Melissa asked before something came to her. "Is it about… the other thing?"

"Other thing?" Michael blinked. "OH! Don't worry about it! Performance issues are quite common with men your age-"

As All Might, Melissa, and her secret boyfriend exchanged dialogue, Izuku averted his eyes so nothing would show on his face.

*MHA*

"Well that was completely mortifying…" All Might said in his powered-down form as he and Izuku made another food run.

Between Momo and Genki's voracious appetites, they should've planned for as such.

"I was more-shocked Melissa could hide a boyfriend from the two of you in a security state," Izuku added. "Um… What is going to happen to David?"

"Well… If what happened was revealed to the public in full, I'm sure other Villains would be tempted to approach other researchers on I-Island," All Might answered. "At best, we can only hope what happened becomes an unscrupulous rumor, and that David's new accommodations are a security measure."

"Silence is golden?"

"Hai. This expression isn't just a joke."

"All Might… What will happen to the professor now? What will really happen to him?"

"He's a sincere person. I'm sure once his wounds heal he'll volunteer to tell the police everything that happened to atone for his crimes. I don't know how he will be judged for what happened and what they will announce publicly. But…"

"But…?"

"In all likelihood, I don't think David will ever do research or make inventions again. The best he can hope for is to enter the theoretical field and allow others to pursue the practical applications of his research. Especially since his Quirk amplifier worked to such a frightening degree."

"But he's so talented…!"

"I won't lament over the loss of his talent. His abilities and ambition have already been passed on to the next generation."

"You mean, Melissa-san?"

"And Michael-kun as well. I don't think she'd choose just anyone to… well, you know…" he coughed awkwardly, Izuku blushing as well. "Just as you have inherited that from me, hope and ambition are passed on to the next generation. And I believe no Villain can ever stop that."

Izuku nodding his head, the two of them entered into a long silence, taking a slightly different route back before he broke it.

"The professor did all this thinking of you, All Might," Izuku muttered. "If only I was more reliable as the inheritor of [One for All], then maybe this wouldn't have happened."

"Midoriya, my boy, thinking like that won't wind back time. And if you stay a Hero, you'll run into sad incidents like this all the time. I've faced many painful situations over the years."

" . . . "

"If you don't like that, do you want to give up being a Hero? Do you want to quit?"

"I'm not quitting! I'm going to be a Hero. A Hero like All Might who saves everyone with a smile, the greatest Hero!"

"So you have no regrets?"

"None."

"Then overcome this sadness and move forward."

"All Might…"

"Just keep moving forward. Beyond the wall of sadness."

"Go beyond."

"Exactly. We know the words to help us."

"Go beyond…"

"Plus Ultra!" the two announced into the wild blue yonder.

*MHA*

Elsewhile, back at the penthouse suite…

"Wait, are these non-prescription?" Kyoka asked swiping the glasses off Michael's face with her earlobes.

"Don't tell anyone. The sponsors dig the nerd look when it comes time to hand out grant money~" Michael grinned with a finger to his lips.

"Isn't that dishonest?" Momo inquired innocently.

"Any more dishonest than someone who isn't capable of following through on their claims doing the same thing?"

"I mean… when you put it that way…"

"Besides, I can always say these are more-stylish PPE," the brunette hummed as he adjusted them on his face. "I never once said they were or weren't 'prescription', and Mr. Shield made this style pretty popular, if only for superficial reasons."

"So… why did you pull us aside like this, Melissa?" Momo inquired.

"Well, while I specialize with Support Items, like Izuku's Full Gauntlet, after seeing how your Quirk works," she said turning her eyes to the stylized matryoshka dolls scattered on the coffee table, "I feel like Michael would be more-capable of helping you with your unique needs."

"Oh?"

"I specialize in Self-Repairing Nano-Textiles," Michael answered before pulling the corner of his lips, revealing a series of black dental caps with glowing circuit marks on his molars. "At first I needed my Quirk, [Radio Signal], to get them to do what I want, but now I can program claytronics with my own skill and only need my Quirk for cosmetic purposes."

"You can send out radio signals… with dental fillings…" Kyoka deadpanned.

"Extremely weak ones, mind you, but that's what makes it perfect for 'talking to' Claytronioc Atoms."

To illustrate his point, he gnashed his teeth in a specific pattern, the belt around his waist wriggling before leaping away from his pants and spreading itself across the coffee table, transforming from a segmented band into a metallic blade that hummed with power.

"Whoa!" Mina gawped at the sight before he gnashed his teeth together again, the blade's edges dulling and its length segmenting before it slithered around his waist like a snake and transformed back into a belt.

"So!" Michael said clapping his hands together. "Do you have the technical specs for your costume with you?"

"Oh, no, I left my costume back at our room," Momo answered.

"Well, let's fuel up and go get them, then," Michael hummed as he rose to his feet and offered Melissa his hand. "Oh, but don't you need to watch over that one?" he asked pointing over her shoulder.

"Genki? No. There are others that can watch over him in my stead, and time is a valuable commodity we don't have all that much of."

"Right. Right. You're the tagalongs for that idol group, but now that the I-Expo has been postponed…"

"Can I come with you?" Kyoka asked. "I admit, I'm a bit curious myself after seeing Izuku's new toy in action."

"I don't mind," Michael shrugged. "Is there anyone else you can think of that needs a specialized costume? Having a couple high-grossing Yuuei alumni using my wares would be quite the nice feather for Sword & Shield Support Studio's cap."

"Sword and Shield? Really?" Kyoka deadpanned.

"It's called brand recognition," Melissa pouted. "And at least this way, it doesn't look like I'm riding daddy's-"

"Snrkt!"

"Father's, coattails," Melissa amended at her boyfriend's snicker.

*MHA*

Meanwhile, as Melissa, Michael, Momo, and Kyoka all left the party, Captain Celebrity regaled the other students with tales of his and Koichi's exploits back when he had been "Skycrawler".

"I still don't see why you had to change the name. That costume was awesome!" the part-time father pouted.

"Well, um, you know. Contracts and all that," Koichi hummed bashfully, Bakugou clicking his tongue off to the side.

"Something you wanna say?" the square-jawed Hero inquired loudly.

"Why're you treating this small fry like he's some big deal? Guy's just another All Might cosplayer with a license," Bakugou huffed.

And it wasn't untrue. Star & Stripe in America was the most-egregious and most-well-known All Might imitator, but there were countless no-names the world over who tried to model themselves after All Might in some effort to raise their own popularity. Sometimes it was the hair, the costume, the physique, the naming scheme for their Super Moves, or multiple of the above with just-enough variation to be legally-distinctive. It just so happened that Star & Stripe was able to live up to the hype of giving herself eight hair tufts in comparison to All Might's two.

"Kid's awfully full of himself, isn't he?" Pamela asked with the same deadpan she used on her husband in college.

"Uh-huh."

"Oh yeah."

"Big time."

"SHUT IT YOU BACKGROUND CHARACTERS!" Bakugou raged at his classmates.

"Oh yeah. That's attitude's going to make you real popular," Kazuho deadpanned from her place beside Koichi.

"WHAT'D YOU SAY, BUMBLEBEE BITCH?!"

"Bakugou! Comport yourself this instant!" Tenya demanded.

"Oh, let him bitch and whine. He's just upset Crawler-sensei go to team up with All Might and he didn't," Shinso grinned, Bakugou fuming because he couldn't snap out at the [Brainwashing] user.

"Genki," Tsuyu asked from off to the side. "How are you holding up?"

"Oh… You know… Just a bit of Transformation Sickness," the Heteromorph answered.

"Transformation Sickness?" Mina asked curiously.

"You know. Side effects. Jurota Shishida loses himself too, but his Quirk is supposed to Transform him, so it isn't that bad. The longer the uptime, the longer the backlash."

"Well you're definitely meeting your energy requirements. You almost ate as much as Rich Girl," Mei nodded.

The two of them attacking the buffet is what necessitated Izuku and All Might going to the grocery store for more, but only Genki knew how they'd be able to go there-and-back unmolested.

"Maybe… but I just wish everything didn't taste like 'purple'," he groaned as he rubbed at his eyes, which flickered the aforementioned color for a brief instant. "By the way, where'd Shoto and Habuko go?"

"Huh, now that you mention it…" Tsuyu hummed.

"Well, I think they make a cute couple," Genki shrugged.

"Huh… I didn't think Todoroki would ever date… anyone," Tsuyu hummed.

"I think the two of them will be quite good for one another."

*MHA*

Meanwhile, after making a quick stop at ANM-48's venue to pick up their extra, Melissa, Michael, Momo, Kyoka, and Toru all made their way to the dorm building that Melissa had taken Izuku to the day prior. Though the Yuuei students didn't know it, Michael's room was directly across the hall from Melissa's.

"M-Michael, if I could borrow your key for a moment," Melissa said reaching into her boyfriend's pants, in a way that made the Yuuei girls blush, before pulling out a thick key card and letting herself in with a hasty step.

"What's with her?" Kyoka asked.

"She might've left something of hers lying around after our last… study session."

"Yeah, sure thing, 'daddy'," the punk rock girl deadpanned, Momo coughing awkwardly into her hand before Melissa slid open the door.

"Please, come inside."

"That's what she said~" Toru giggled causing the two older teens to blush to their ears.

"Hey hey hey, enough of the sass. You want the special costumes or not?" Michael huffed as he reached around the doorframe before coming out with a high-tech cattle prod.

"Whoa! Easy there, tiger!" Kyoka yelped as her earlobes coiled like snakes, even as she held up her hands. "We're just poking fun."

"I admit, I had never seen All Might so… discombobulated," Momo admitted as they were admitted.

"Well, here's my lab," Michael said gesturing to the central room, filled with 3D Printers, high-end supercomputers, and all sorts of tech the Yuuei girls couldn't recognize. It was similar to Melissa's own, though it included a drafting table and a trashcan next to it filled with discarded costume designs. "Now, Momo, before I can make you your costume, strip."

"WHAT?!" Kyoka yelped, earlobes raised while Momo casually disrobed off to the side.

"I need exacting details and data points for how your Quirk works, otherwise the product might 'unzip' itself completely and-Keep the briefs on, Momo!" Michael said putting his glasses on the desk, yelping out as the girl reached behind herself to unhook her bra. "Geez, I get that you people like to get naked together, but we're predominantly American in this international setting…" he said as he turned away from the busty highschooler and began fishing in a cabinet before drawing a clunky-looking visor with three lenses on it. "Alright, now I'm going to ask you to stand in that neutral corner and use your Quirk to make as-diverse a variety of products as you can from as many points in your body as you are able," he said pointing to a spot in the corner with polished white paneling while hooking up a laptop to his visor. "From there, I'll be able to construct a predictive algorithm that'll allow your costume to open itself up in response to negative pressure from inside the suit."

"Is there anything in specific you have in mind?" Momo asked as she stepped into the corner, Kyoka slightly averting her eyes as the girl stood unashamedly in her undergarments.

"For the data points?" Michael blinked. "Here's a catalogue of machine parts. Go nuts," he said grabbing a magazine from what must've been a coffee table before tossing it over.

*MHA*

After around an hour of Momo using her Quirk under Michael's watchful electronic eye, everything she'd made swept into a box that Melissa moved off into a corner, the young man ordered her to re-dress herself as he plugged the data into one of his computers.

"Alright, from what I can tell, your [Creation] Quirk essentially transforms your Dermal Layer into an organic suspension-type 3D Printer, with your Epidermal layer becoming briefly permeable to allow passage of the constructed material outside of your body," Michael explained as he zoomed in on a clip of Momo creating a hand tool that fell from her abdomen. "All of the pink and blue sparkles that alight upon your skin, those are basically 'waste electrons' from the 'conversion process' between your body's Lipidal Supply and whatever constituent matter you're creating. In differing spectrums," he said tapping some keys, applying filters to the same footage, "your Quirk creates certain wavelengths in response to your Quirk both within and without the visible light spectrum. That there's an explicit heat response from your Quirk will make this a lot easier, because not only will the costume only be reacting to the negative pressure of something pressing up from inside the suit, it'll also react to the heat and electron discharge."

"I didn't understand even half of that…" Toru whimpered.

"What he means is, with all of the data points you've provided, he'll be able to make you a self-mending nanotech costume that works in tandem with your Quirk," Melissa stated as she went over the technical specs from Momo's costume on a separate console. "Technically speaking, the only actual 'feature' of your costume's Alpha Build is that it meets the minimum requirements of your country's Hero Costume Skin Exposure Limitation Act. Apart from that, it's just ordinary, um… spandex," she said eyeing her boyfriend as he held it up by the shoulders.

"Don't you get cold? Or does a side-effect of your Quirk cause your body's fat to better insulate heat?" Michael inquired as he peered through the rather minimal amount of costume there was.

"Well, with autumn and winter coming up, the heat has been a concern," Momo admitted bashfully.

"Well, at the bare minimum, I can grant you full-body-coverage without sacrificing functionality," Michael hummed as he tapped a few keys and pulled the data from the monitor Melissa was using onto his own before drawing a tablet and stylus from the drawer. "I assume you want to retain the same colors and theme, so to start, let's black-out all of the exposed skin, and work from there," he said using a few deft strokes of his stylus to cover all the exposed skin of the virtual Momo on his screen. "Once we have a design down, we can talk features, though those will cost extra."

"Money is no object," Momo stated casually. "Assuming we exceed whatever stipend Yuuei allows."

"Wait, you mean we're paying for all this?" Toru asked.

"Would you put your faith in something you got for free?" Michael asked as he opened Toru's costume case and looked down, a confused look coming to his features. "Where's the rest of it?"

"There isn't any!"

"You sound way too proud of that," Melissa said as she stared at the gloves and boots, the entirety of the Invisible Girl's costume.

"Well, one disaster at a time, I suppose," Michael said closing Toru's case before turning back to Momo's. "Now, in terms of re-design…" he hummed as he tapped a separate string of keys, the room's Nano-Forge spooling to life.

*MHA*

"So the entirety of my costume is now in here?" Momo inquired as she stood in only her undergarments and a metallic duplicate of her original costume's dual utility belts, additionally with a round buckle in the middle featuring a downward-pointing sword in front of a kite shield; the sword was white with blue trim, while the shield was red with blue trim.

"That's right. I had to put the nanotech somewhere, and for you, a belt seemed like the best bet," Michael answered as he looked back to his monitor to see a virtual wireframe of Momo's body, the dual utility belts highlighted with an entire wall of diagnostics off to the side. "Now, I keyed the buckle into your biometric imprint, so only you will be able to deploy or recall the costume. Don't want some random mook getting a lucky hit in and leaving you in your underoos, you know?"

"And I appreciate that," Momo said as she looked down at the buckle, taking a calming breath before pressing down on the insignia.

The next moment, latches on the upper and lower utility belts opened before chittering streams of nanobots rolled down her legs, and also up her torso in defiance of gravity. A shudder went up Momo's spine as she felt the billions of tiny rollers scaling her body, nanoform threads spilling out like the intestines of a sea cucumber as they interwove into dark nano-textiles covering her body. The rich girl raising one foot and then the other, allowing the nanotech to form the slippers under her feet, she, Kyoka, and Momo stood in stunned silence as Momo's dual utility belts disgorged themselves.

"It feels weird, having so much of my skin covered now…" Momo said looking herself over in the mirror, rubbing at her fully-covered legs.

Her new costume had a black bar running vertically from the buckle up the front of her body, narrower than the "window" her original costume had exposed, trimmed with gold and leaving her throat exposed like her original collar. Running down the front of her costume and splitting off in a narrower inverted Y were similar lines going down each of her legs that tapered up and wrapped around her calves like the cut of her previous boots, also with gold trim. The rest of her costume had the same dark red as before, with silver trim in similar style to her original look, the sleeves terminating at the wrists and extending over the top of her hands to wrap around her middle finger.

"Now it's the moment of truth," Michael hummed as he turned to face her. "Make something, anything at all with your Quirk. Barring any glaring program errors, your costume should tactically peel itself away from whatever part of your body you're using your Quirk through before drawing itself back together."

"I suppose we should start with my back," she said turning away from him. To Kyoka and Toru's shock, the dark red and silver of her costume peeled away and gave just-enough clearance for the mound of white insulated fiber that had destroyed her original costume to explode from her back and onto the floor. Not even a full second later, the costume began to 'heal itself shut', covering the hole as though it had never opened in the first place.

Next she held up her forearm, part of her clothed sleeve peeling away in an elipse as a metal bo staff extended forward and at an angle, closing itself as she terminated her Quirk, before the handle of a simple katana grew out of her shin, the nanotech closing around the simple blade once it passed. After that she randomly spawned Matryoshka dolls from various parts of her body in sequence, the plastic toys clattering to the floor as the holes closed as quickly as they opened, even when so-many objects had been made at once.

"The nanotech in your costume has self-adaptive learning algorithms, so you shouldn't have to worry about over-taxing its processing power if you decide to create a litany of objects simultaneously from multiple points of origin. The buckle is made with reinforced carbon steel as strong as diamond, so the CPU should be able to handle whatever abuse your line of work has in store for it, though even if it tanks a bullet for you, it'll leave a hell of a bruise. Also, while you can use your new utility belt to hold stuff, it'll be better if you empty it before activating the Recall command," Michael explained.

"Anything else?" Momo asked.

"I've included the technical specs on this external data drive," he said unplugging a small chromed rectangle the size of a cigarette case from his computer. "However, if you completely destroy any section of the costume with temperature extremes or acid and use up your refills, you'll have to order direct from me since I made these special nanobots in-house," he said gesturing to the machine that had forged the tech on a nanoscopic scale in the capital-B billions, and then to the canisters of dark-red covered glittering metal that had been placed in a new attache case. "You should be able to re-program the tech if you want to make cosmetic alterations to your costume at Yuuei's Support Studio, though I'd recommend leaving it to a teacher, or better yet, someone familiar with proprietary nanotech."

"This… This is simply amazing," Momo awed as she ran her hands along the parts of her costume that had opened and closed, feeling as though they hadn't parted in the first place.

"The costume itself is insulated against electrical discharges, though not as well as a rubber shell could, and it sheds perspiration as though it were your own skin," Melissa went on to explain. "The heater you paid for is controlled by the buttons on the top half of the buckle, but it has a limited charge, so I'd recommend a mantle of some sort if not a full jacket. The nanotech is also versatile-enough that you can wear your original boots if you so choose and it'll know not to climb over those. For best results, I'd recommend stripping out of as much clothing as possible when you trigger the Deploy command, assuming you have to don yourself in a hurry, otherwise your Quirk will be fighting against whatever clothing the nanotech crawls over. If the nanotech forms under the clothes you're wearing, you'd have to disrobe anyway…"

"All of the technical specs for supplementary features like Midriff and Bathroom Mode are included in the data drive I've provided. Thank you for your purchase, and we hope you visit Sword & Shield Support Studio for all your heroic needs in the future," he said bowing his head in a rehearsed tone.

"Oh believe me, after testing out your product, I don't think I'll be able to go back to my previous designer ever again!" Momo beamed happily, activating the Recall command, the nanotech peeling away from her extremities and slithered back into her dual utility belts, leaving her once again in her undergarments, her skin a little pink.

"The discoloration is perfectly normal, though in the event you have time to prep yourself, like in a locker room, I'd recommend baby powder or corn starch, heavy around the joints, to mitigate build of moisture inside your costume," Michael amended at Kyoka's pointed look.

"So how much does this setup cost?" she asked warily, an invoice sliding out of the printer, which he handed over. Momo took it and made note of the annotations, Jiro and Toru wincing while Momo merely nodded her head and handed over a credit card; an exclusive-looking all-black piece of plastic curtailing to the credit limits (or lack thereof) of the exceedingly rich and wealthy.

"Alright, the transfer cleared," Michael nodded after sliding the transfer through with an attachment on his phone.

"Uuuuugh… I don't think I can afford these prices…" Toru whimpered, visibly slouching in her clothing.

"Ah, Toru, please, allow me to pay for your own costume!" Momo insisted. "I can't allow you to face the winter months in only a pair of boots and gloves!"

"I still can't believe that got greenlit…" Melissa deadpanned as she once again stared at Toru's costume. If it could even classify as such…

"Return customers get a discount, and now that you have an account with me, I can apply a 'Friends & Family' discount."

"I kinda thought you'd be giving us these costumes pro bono. You know, with how we saved I-Island and all…" Kyoka hummed.

"Claytronic Atoms are expensive no matter where you are, so there's no free lunches at this ramen joint," Michael deadpanned as he held his arms out to the equipment surrounding them. "Izuku's Full Gauntlet is a cast-off from Melissa's own stores, which is why he didn't have to pay for his."

"You can think of this as an early birthday present," Momo added to her friend. "Of course, I have no idea how much a costume with stealth technology would cost."

"Ooooh, yeah, no. No stealth tech, I'm afraid. Oversight Committee is real stringent on who makes optical camouflage; corporate espionage and all that," Michael said shaking his head.

"But wait, I thought your Demo Suit came with stealth tech," Melissa spoke up.

"That's for Demos in front of sponsors only, and I had to put dozens of trackers in the thing to keep the Committee off my ass," Michael hummed before turning to the others. "I can't sell Retro-Reflective nanotech, not to a student, even if you are from Yuuei, but I can give you the best Octo-Camo you'll ever find outside the military, and if you ever need to, um, go commando… you'll have the same Donning System as Momo has with hers."

"Retro-Reflective?" Toru blinked.

"One part of your costume will show what's on the opposite side, though there's going to be a lensing effect around any visible contours," Melissa explained. "Now, assuming you graduate and you have a letter from your principal and the HPSC, then we'd be able to sell you stealth tech, but until then, Octo-Camo's the best you can hope for."

"Your Demo Suit come with Octo-Camo?" Kyoka asked.

"Oh yeah, sure thing," Michael nodded, getting up and walking over into a side room before coming out again, the rocker girl letting out a yelp as he stepped out in nothing but a black speedo and a metallic segmented belt.

"Hey, hold on a second," Toru cut in. "What happened with your glasses?"

"That's your takeaway!?" Kyoka yelped, averting her eyes.

"They're non-prescription. Sponsors are real suckers for the 'David Shield Look'," Michael waved off casually.

"J-Just put the damn costume on," Kyoka muttered.

"Why? Like what you see?" Melissa grinned, Kyoka's cheeks reddening further.

"Melissa, please don't tease the poor girl," Michael tutted. "Unless you want her for a three-way; in which case, tease away~"

"Costume! Now!" the rocker girl insisted heatedly as he gave her an appraising look, more out of embarrassment than offense.

The nerd did have a nice body…~

"Alright, alright, don't bite my head off," the young man returned, his hand going to the buckle and depressing the insignia.

Similar to Momo's costume, the nanobots spread out across his body in a black film, changing colors as they went along. The costume wrapped completely around his body, black with a blue sheen, and decorated with red piping and spider iconography on his chest, back, and forearms, the sides of his torso, the inseam of his legs, and his head were styled in red. His mask had yellow triangular eyes, and from his back was a tattered cape with a web-like pattern.

"What's with the bug look?"

"Arachnid," Michael corrected. "And I got the idea from a really old comic book. Sponsors are also suckers for a nostalgia drip. Heroes too, and the intricacy of the spider design shows how pliable the nanotech can be," he said showing how the second set of forelimbs on the spider on his chest transitioned to the one on his back and on his forearms.

The next moment he pressed himself to the wall, his costume immediately polymorphing to match the color and texture of his surroundings. They could still make out his contours in a brightly-lit room, but if it were a little darker and you didn't know he was there, you could easily pass him over. Villains with weaker stealth-like Quirks got by just fine against unattentive Heroes.

"Not only does the Octo-Camo package mimic the color and texture of its surroundings, it also emulates temperature as well, and is insulated to the point that you'll only leave heated footprints behind in the infared spectrum," he spoke as he disengaged from the wall looking like he'd been painted over. Then, for the heck of it, he briefly showed off his suit's retro-reflective coating, vanishing almost completely from sight much to Toru's awe apart from the aforementioned 'lensing effect'.

"Sold!" the invisible girl squealed, amazed that someone could go invisible without being naked.

Price wall notwithstanding, of course.

"Although… What design will we go with?" Momo inquired, realizing for the first time that they were literally going to have to make a costume completely from scratch, at least so she wouldn't be running in the buff come winter.

"We have a catalogue of all the costumes I-Island has ever made, so we could take inspiration from there," Melissa said pulling up a portal for I-Island's product line.

*MHA*

"Maaaan! I can't believe the I-Expo got postponed!" Sero groaned, the two Hero Course classes reconvening at ANM-48's venue for the first show of their overseas tour.

"Hey, look on the bright side," Sato hummed putting a hand on his shoulder. "At least we get half a week on I-Island. We just won't get to see all of the crazy stuff."

"Half a week's better than nothing, I guess," Ojiro hummed.

"Darkness and light..." Tokoyami muttered as the dark of the stadium was filled with a laser lightshow.

Of course, Class 1-B wasn't much happier.

"Those 1-A simpletons, ruining a good thing for the rest of us," Monoma grumbled, his like-minded peers nodding in turn before Kendo chopped him on the back of the neck.

"In case you've forgotten, it's because of 1-A that those of us without invites were able to come at all."

"Yeah, by doing grunt-work all day," Shishida humms.

"Says the guy who made googly-eyes at his yeti girlfriend," Kamakiri chuffed, the beastly teen humming awkwardly as he adjusted his glasses.

"Hey, at least we got a few days of vacation!" Tokage grinned, happy she'd gotten to use her Quirk so-much.

"Not to mention, the weather has been simply lovely," Shiozaki replied, her vines adoring the sun, if not the smell of the sea.

"Well, at least we have the Training Camp to look forward to after this," Tsuburaba commented.

"Hey look! The shows starting!" Fukidashi called out, going full-bore with glow-sticks tied to his speech bubble head and in his hands, Tsunutori bearing glowsticks on her horns.

"Good eveniiiiing, I-Islannnnnd!" a pretty red-headed cat-girl with a bell on her neck and paw pad gloves on her hands called out. "Who's ready for a chart-topper?!"

By the roar of the crowd, everyone was-in-fact, ready for a chart-topper.

*MHA*

AN:
When I was looking up the end credits for "Two Heroes" to see if there was anything about the after-party the warranted bringing up, I happened upon the "BBQ Picture Drama" for the end of the movie that added a little more detail to what happened after-the-fact. As such, plans had to change, as I want to remain somewhat faithful to the Canon where-applicable. I did of course take some creative liberties of my own, so it isn't a 1:1 adaptation.

Melissa's boyfriend on the other hand, didn't exist in my mind at the start of this story, but when I considered her offer to help Momo with her costume last-chapter in greater depth, the idea came to me that, she did "have a life" before Izuku came into it. An entire young lifetime on I-Island to meet people, so it isn't improbable that she would have a boyfriend she were keeping a secret from overbearing family members like her father or her "Uncle" Might. And if one considers that she never expressed any romantic interest in Izuku in the Canon (beyond what Ochako chose to see, on top of what the audience at the movies projected; you know who you are), it wouldn't be contradictory to think she could've already had someone in her life prior to meeting Class 1-A.

Plus, one can also consider that her cameo in My Hero Academia: Team-Up Mission, shows her specialty may lie more in Support Items than Costumes as a whole; but you'll have to read TUM to know what I mean.

But all this is said to hopefully assuage any sort of "Shipping War", since fans are quick to pair up characters with even a modicum of shared screentime; a flaw in any fanbase, mind. I've had literal death threats leveled at me for far less, no joke.

And also, while I bandied the word "Nanotech" around a lot, I was actually inspired by Spider-Man Unlimited, as opposed to the recent string of nanotech costumes from the Marvel Cinematic Universe. In fact, I think the origin of all the nanotech costumes can be traced back to the first episode of Unlimited; for better or for worse. The visual of tiny tread-borne ball-shaped nanobots spitting out threads radially around themselves always stuck with me more than what the MCU did with its "living metal" vibe, and I'm beyond happy I got to incorporate it into one of my stories. That and ever since I played Crysis, I've loved nanotech costumes that shows you how the tech works with a close-up instead of hand-waving it off as "invisible magic".

But I digress.

Toru's Octo-Camo costume is still up in the air, so if you have suggestions, let them fly in the Review Column, and I look forward to getting to the "Training Camp Arc" and the tumult that comes after. Next up is Young Justice: The Hunter, so until I see you back here on VV…

GO BEYOND!

EXCELSIOR!

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P.S.
Make sure to check out my new My Hero Academia story, "So I'm All for One, So What?", as well as my non-Fanon off/one-shot story on AO3, "Sword & Shield & Sound".