As Izuku drew near, a man approached him. He wore a white tank top with a yellow insulated jacket over it, the collar tossed over his shoulders, revealing his tan skin. He also had yellow shorts, them paired with black tights and black slippers with yellow soles. His necklace held a record on the end, and his ears were covered with a pair of headphones. Izuku couldn't see his eyes behind his dark sunglasses. He held out a few records to Izuku.
"Hey kid, you wanna buy a rec-"
Scissors grabbed him by the collar and held him close to his face. "Quit it."
He groaned. "But Sciss! I haven't made a single sale yet!"
Scissors tossed him to the ground. "Disco is dead. Also, don't call me that."
"Disco is not dead!" He looked at Izuku, his black hair whipping to the side which caused his ponytail to cover his shoulder. "What's with the kid?"
"I'm Izuku Midoriya!" He held out his hand.
"I'm Hole Punch, or HP for short. Whatever you wanna call me, I'll groove with it!" He accepted Izuku's hand, who immediately pulled away because a pain shot up his arm when Hole Punch touched him.
He screamed, for now he had a hole in the palm of his hand. "Wh-wh-what the-!"
"Woah! Cool!" Hole Punch examined his hand. "I can still punch things here. Here, I'll find that piece for you."
Izuku let out a high-pitched squeak, pointing at his hand. Hole Punch slid off his jacket, Izuku catching a glimpse that the inside was black. He pulled open the jacket and dug around in it before pulling out a record-sized thin sheet of paper.
"Izuku's hand! There we go!" He put his jacket back on. "Give me your hand."
Izuku did so, despite his fear that Hole Punch would do it again. Hole Punch placed something onto Izuku's palm, it fitting perfectly with the hole. It glew yellow for a second and, when it faded, Izuku found his hand was just fine.
Except for the stream of blood flowing from it.
"Eugh! Sorry 'bout that, amigo! I have no idea why that just started uh...maybe I shouldn't help. I tried and this started happening and-ew! Just keep that away from me!"
Izuku's eyes teared up.
Scissors wacked Hole Punch on the back of the head. "Idiot!" He crouched down to Izuku's level. "You're lucky I am always prepared." He pulled out a bandage and began wrapping Izuku's hand with it. He rubbed his gloved thumb on Izuku's scars. "Where did you get these, and why so many for someone so young?"
"It's a long story." Izuku noticed Scissors had two visible scars on his face, one on his right cheek and one across the left side of his face, going over his eye. "Where did you get those? Are you blind in that eye?"
"Thankfully, no." He stood, pocketing the leftover bandages. "And it's a long story. Who's the angry-looking pom-pom?"
Izuku noticed a few of his classmates standing there already. Bakugo had his ears covered. "That's Kachaan."
Scissors waved. "Hello, Kachaan."
"Wait! I mean uh-uhhhh!"
"What the heck did you just say?!" Bakugo demanded.
He charged for Scissors, only for the blades to jump over the teen hero and kick him over from behind. Bakugo stood, dusted off his clothes, and stayed silent.
"Wait, what just happened?" Izuku said. "That was so quick!"
Olly poked his head from Scissors' long green scarf. "That's why he's my bodyguard!"
"Where did you come from?! Where you in there the whole time?"
Olly nodded. "The dandylion...he's very angry." Olly's happy tone had vanished.
"That's Kachaan," Izuku told him. "Just don't call him that, he'd get really mad at you."
"Then how come you can call him that?"
"Kachaan and I have been friends since childhood."
Olly eyed Bakugou. "You might want to consider getting better friends..."
"Olly! What are you doing up there?" Olivia called, waving to her brother.
"I didn't want to walk."
Scissors placed Olly on the floor. "There you are."
Olivia rushed over and embraced him. "Ochako is really sweet! She let me stay at her house for now!"
Ochako came over. "Hi, Deku. You're Olly, right?"
Olly didn't hesitate for a second. The next thing Izuku knew, Olly had his hands on both of her cheeks. "They're pink...Are you okay?"
Her face turned red. "I-I'm f-fine! Why are you touching my face?"
Olly pat her cheeks. "Because I want to make sure your face was just naturally pink and you weren't sick or something."
Ochako squeaked. "I-I appreciate th-that you care s-so much!"
He gently pinched her cheeks. "Your face is so squishy! Is that natural?"
Izuku slapped Olly's hands away. "Please never do that again!"
Olly squished Izuku's face too. "Oh, it's natural. Livi, people are squishy! Am I squishy?" He pressed his palms against the sides of his face. "Kind of...Still pretty stiff..."
Izuku gave Olly a strange look. "Okay..."
"So, about the rest?" Scissors asked Hole Punch.
"Oh, they aren't coming."
"Why not?"
"'Cause I didn't tell them. I forgot."
Scissors slapped him on the head again. "Idiot! Why else did you think I'd be within a ten-foot radius of you?!"
"'Cause I'm likeable?"
Scissors whacked him once more. "Idiot!"
"Ow! Quit smacking me, amigo!"
Scissors took a deep breath and faced Izuku. "Apologies, Master Midoriya. It seems like there was poor planning on our end."
"M-Master Midoriya?"
Scissors bowed. "Yes. You are in allegiance with my King, so you have a level of my highest respect." He put his hand on the hilt of the sword to his left, removing it a bit from its sheathe. "But if you were to betray that trust...let's say that it'll take a while for them to find every piece."
Izuku shuddered. "I p-promise nothing bad'll h-happen to King Shokunin!"
Scissors rose. "I trust you, and I have a feeling you'll do a good job as my king's friend."
"King Shokunin?" Olly asked. "That's realy formal. Not even my Legion calls me that. You can just call me Olly; everybody does so anyways, so I don't mind."
"Hey! Midoriya!" Kaminari called, coming over to the group with Kirishima and Sero. "We made it! Mineta couldn't make it because he has a cold. That's why he wasn't at school today."
"Oh, that makes sense."
"Oh?" Kirishima examined Olly, who grew more anxious as he drew near. "This that Olly person? You were the quiet one in class today!"
Olly said something in that language Izuku couldn't recognize again, his face turning red.
"Um...What was that? I don't recognise that. Is it English?"
"G-get away from me..."
"Oop. Sorry!" He took a few steps back. "This good?"
"So nice..." Olly muttered.
Tires screeched behind them, and the group turned to see a person driving a purple motorcycle with Olly's insignia on the side by the back tires. He wore a light purple jacket, tape decorating the ends of the long coat and collar. Olly's insignia was on both sides of his jacket as well. His pants and boots were dark purple, the belt looking as if it were made with tape. The soles were light purple. Tape was wrapped around his upper body and lower arms. His helmet was also purple.
"Ya're lucky I freakin' followed ya!" He obviously knew a few swears, and saved them for Hole Punch. He unstrapped the helmet. "Runnin' off like dat. Baby."
"Hey! Not cool, man!" Hole Punch stamped a foot. "I'm soo sorry I forgot to tell ya where I was going before leaving!"
"Forgot, or jus' didn't wanna?" He took off his helmet. His blond, slicked-back hair was opaque at the ends, almost like tape.
"Whaaaa?" Sero gasped.
He kicked down the kickstand and slid of the bike. He tossed his helmet at Hole Punch. "Do somethin' with dat, will ya?" He had a heavy New-Yorkian accent, convincing Sero that he was in some sort of gang.
Sero went over to him. "You're tape?!"
"Heard of me, have ya? Dat's a new one." He ran a hand through his hair. "But yeah. Name's Tape."
"Me too!"
"Wat? Quit talkin' nonsense! There is only one of meh!"
"It comes out of his elbows," Izuku explained.
Tape grimieced. "Elbows? Weird place for tape but, kay."
Hole Punch tossed Tape's helmet back at him, it full of holes. "Take your hat, tape-head."
"I'm tape! Whaddya expect?" He held out his hand. "Gimme teh holes, brat!"
"Don't mind them," Olly said calmly. "They act like brothers, annoying each other to oblivion." He faced Kaminari. "Um, what's your name?"
"I'm Kaminari!"
"I um..." He voice became more faint. "I like the th-thunderbolt in your hair...Lightning."
"Thanks! I have a lightning Quirk."
"Wait, you do? As in, 'zap zap, krtzzzz?'"
"Yup!" He poked Olly and sent him a tiny shock.
"Aah!"
"Did that hurt? Sorry!"
"Just startled me..."
"Zap me next!" Olivia cheered.
"Okay!"
"When do you think we could meet the rest of them?" Izuku asked Tape.
He shrugged. "I told 'em I was followin' HP and tey didn't care. Maybe tomorrow? Do you have tem...school things tomorrow?"
Izuku shook his head. "It's Saturday tomorrow. No school."
Tape gave him a toothy grin, showing his shark-like fangs. "Great. I'm likin' you're little friend 'ere, and he likes me!" He went back to his motorcycle. "HP, git on." He shoved his helmet back on.
"Yeah-heah!" Hole Punch jumped onto the back. "Tonight, we ride!"
"See ya later, kiddo!" Tape said to Sero as he popped a wheelie and drove off with Hole Punch.
"How are you supposed to get back?" Ochako asked.
"He'll walk, duh." Bakugou snapped.
Scissors shook his head. "No, I have better methods." He extended his arm. "Handaconda, come."
A large, black snake with a hand for a head slithered down Scissors' arm. He bowed once more. "I will take my leave now."
He jumped, Izuku shocked on how high he could leap, and the Handaconda shot towards the top of a lightpost. It recoiled its body, Scissors remaining with it. Izuku saw Scissors' emerald eyes take one more look back at the group before leaving.
"Did anybody else see that snake, or was that just me?" Kaminari asked.
"No," Kirishima responded, "it wasn't just you."
