ARSENAL

Momo blushed slightly as she said, "I couldn't settle on one thing. Is it alright if I had multiple moves?"

"It's only logical. No hero should be a one trick pony."

"Alright then. I'll start with the smallest option."

At Aizawa's nod, Momo reached into her shirt and pulled out a thick-barreled shotgun. Aizawa's eyebrows rose. "That's the smallest?"

"It's uh, I'll just demonstrate."

Momo aimed and fired. The target dummy got drenched with sticky purple goo. When Aizawa poked at it, the dummy remained firmly in place.

"Effective and non-lethal. Next."

Momo pulled out a taser. The dummy didn't visibly react to the high voltage, but it did read on Aizawa's sensors.

"Within nonlethal tolerances. Good."

Next, Momo pulled out a sniper rifle. The room stretched out, Momo took aim, and a bullet tore off an arm.

"Talk to Snipe about gun licensing. Otherwise, acceptable."

Momo brought out a cannon. Said cannon left a tattered hole through the dummy's torso.

"I do hope that is your last resort option."

Momo went very quiet. Aizawa frowned at her, and she squirmed under his gaze. "I, um, do have a few more."

Aizawa sighed. "Proceed."

Momo grunted, Out of her cleavage popped a Panzer MkV tank, engine rumbling and turret pointed at the dummy. The tank drove forward and flattened the dummy.

"It comes with ammunition, but I would have to climb inside."

"I'm not going to ask how or where you got antiquated German military schematics."

"War Thunder online forums."

Aizawa sighed. "Any other war crimes hiding in your cleavage?"

Momo shyly pulled out a canister of tear gas. Aizawa rolled his eyes. "How is that less practical than an entire tank?"

"Tanks don't carry on the wind."

"Fair enough. Your next one better not be a bomb."

Momo froze halfway through pulling out her next object. "I could have it go last?"

"Just do it."

Momo threw the plastic explosive and set it off. The chunk of dummy nearest it was vaporized.

"What's next? Depleted uranium artillery fire? Railguns? Attack canines?"

Momo hoisted a flamethrower. It belched a fiery stream of napalm wherever she pointed, engulfing the room in fire.

"I'd criticize you for collateral damage, but you can't be any worse than Endeavor."

"It comes with a laser sight."

"How does that even help?"

Momo shrugged. Her next item hit the ground with an ominous thump.

"Yaoyorozu. Please. Tell me that's not what I think it is."

"That's not what you think it is."

"Oh thank god."

"It's an antimatter bomb."

"Why?"

"It didn't feel right leaving this out when I can make something even worse."

"You're kidding me."

"Do you think I'm bluffing?"

"Honestly, yes. Hit me with it."

"Very well."

Momo grunted and strained with the effort of making her final Hero Move. With an exhausted, triumphant cry, a humanoid robot hit the ground in a Terminator crouching pose.

Izuku blinked. "Hello Aizawa-sensei. How did I get here?"

Aizawa opened his cellphone. "Nezu, I quit."

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Aizawa: show me your hero move

Momo: *summons Deku from her cleavage*

Aizawa: A+, valedictorian of the year, and number one hero for life, now please for the love of Nezu never do that again

-s-

Aizawa: by the way, what did you eat to make all that?

Momo: two number nines, a number nine large…

Aizawa: forget I asked

-s-

Aizawa: why are there hundreds of Midoriya's?

Momo: can't… stop… making them!

Bakugo: I was born for this exact moment