While 1-B moved across camp, diagonally to the waterfall, 1-A headed to beach.
Aizawa was not present, as he was finally getting a nap. All Might was in charge of watching Bakugo while Mic presented the cones to the girls team and boys team of 1-A. They were told the boundaries and, likewise, 1-B was given their instructions and traffic cones.
The game was simple. Each team, 1-A Girls, 1-A Boys, 1-B Girls, and 1-B Boys (with Shinso Hitoshi), were given a traffic cone. They had to steal the other 3 cones and bring them to their fortress and guard the cones. Once a team got all 4 cones, or it was too dark outside, the game ended as it began... with a Present Mic SCREAM.
"BEGINNNNNN!" Mic screamed.
"We need a plan!" Midoriya said, immediately, punching his hand. "Who's on defense?"
"Not it." Bakugo said. "I wanna watch Monoma eat SHIT." He grinned.
"I'll be D." Kirishima volunteered.
"Yeah, and GREAT WORK!" Katsuki said, taking off with a downward-aimed explosion to alight himself in mid-air "Because Froppy just TOOK OUR CONE!"
He went to grab the cone back, but no luck. He ran into Shoto's ice wall.
"MOTHERFUCK-" Was all Bakugo got out before he dropped to the ground to run through the trees.
"A plan, Kacchan! We NEED a plan!" Izuku shouted after him.
"Eat my dust, stupid extra!" Katsuki cursed, before running into Monoma, who carried a blue cone. Bakugo turned around on his heel. Why chase back after their cone if he could steal another one? "That works." Katsuki declared, firing shots after the Quirk-Copier who laughed, maniacally. Neito Monoma must have run into Iidya, because he was running with engines in his legs. Bakugo couldn't keep up and he couldn't very well just use explosions around the trees. Suddenly, he was very alone. He kept running after Neito but it became apparent that he was lost... in the woods.
"Aw, FUCK THIS!" Katsuki shouted, becoming scared. He climbed the top of a tree to look around and see... more trees. He couldn't hear the waterfall or see the beach. It was mindnumbingly all trees.
Just like when you were kidnapped...
came a voice. His own. But Bakugo hadn't said a word. He shivered. He was having a flashback. It was getting dark. Finally, he convinced himself to get out of the tree. He shook on the ground and bit into his wrist until he tasted blood. MAN UP, KATSUKI. He repeated in his head. Soon, he felt the fear seeping into him. His classmates probably had no clue that he was all alone. They probably thought that he was still playing.
"TIME'S UP!" came a shockwave of vocal power. It felt far.
"Yamada Sensei?" Katsuki asked the now darkening woods to no response.
Hound Dog found Katsuki about ten minutes after he didn't return.
"Inui." Mic said, seriously. "Is he hurt?"
Ryo Inui, better known as Hound Dog shook his head. Snipe walked over. "Let's bring the kid home a day early. I think he passed out from a panic attack."
"No." Aizawa said, coming down the path. The dining hall was quiet as the kids wondered what happened to Katsuki THIS time. All Might ensured them he was fine- that he was back in his cabin after he sprained his ankle. It was a lie, but it bought the staff some time to find the boy and find him, they did. Shota continued. "He's going to be like the other kids. That's what he wants and that's what we're aiming for. I'll bring him back to his cabin after he wakes up."
Bakugo opened his eyes. He was covered in dirt.
"Bakugo, can you get up?" Aizawa asked, squatting down to the boy.
Katsuki pushed up off of his arm and crawled up from his side. "My ankle hurts."
Mic half-chuckled. "Hm. All Might willed that into existence."
Shota shot a look to his husband. He turned back to the boy and ducked under Bakugo's arm to support the limping boy back to the med trailer and onto an examination table.
"I told the rest of my team that you wanted to stay until tomorrow's activities end. Do you want to go back to the school infirmary early?"
A look of anger and shame burned over the scowling teen and he looked off to the distance. "No. You made the right call. I'm not chickening out."
"No one would think that-" Aizawa began.
"No!" Bakugo shouted, jumping off of the table. He winced and lifted his leg, stomping his sprained ankle over and over. "No! No! No!"
"Stop that!" Aizawa's deep voice demanded. He grabbed his scarf and erased any possibility of the combustion quirk that belonged to the boy, shoving him back into a chair.
In the blink of an eye, Katsuki Bakugo was no longer a hero-to-be, rather a wrapped-up mess of a psychotic break, tied to a chair.
"I should have NEVER taken my eyes off of you! This is my fault. I'm sorry, Bakugo." Aizawa said as Mic ran in, needle prepped.
"Calm down, Katsuki." Mic said, gently. "You'll snap the needle."
He turned around to see Vlad had followed. "The kids are eating. I brought dinner." He offered.
"Take it to his cabin, please. We've got him." Mic said.
Aizawa looked at the fear in Bakugo's eyes. He was biting his shoulder, trying to bite through the skin. That would be the second self-inflicted bite on him today. Shota was quick to stop that.
"It's not your fault." Katsuki muttered, tears burning the corners of his eyes. "It's mine."
"No. I'm in charge of you." Aizawa said.
"Sho-" Mic warned.
"So unpack what you need to in therapy. I failed you."
"I would make a better villain than hero. I'm a bully and a jerk." Bakugo spat before looking up to meet Aizawa's eyes.
"You are a BOY, Katsuki. You're not a man. It's time for you to start changing yourself into WHAT and WHOM you want to be." Aizawa let the bands go. "Now get up."
Bakugo's leg needed re-wrapped now that he had stomped on injured tendons. Aizawa leaned the boy over the examination table.
"Pull your shorts down, please." Yamada said.
Katsuki wiped at his eyes and sniffed in once before pulling the waistband down below his butt and bracing on the table for the single milliliter shot of Ativan to calm him nearly instantaneously. He sat back in the chair and Aizawa left for a minute.
"Stay here." Mic ordered, beginning to close the door. "Or you're getting a spanking." He added, before latching it shut.
"Sho-" Hizashi said, kissing Aizawa's forehead. "Hey, Shota. It's FINE. The kid's FINE. As far as trauma goes, he's coping. And GOD you remember. When we lost our friends. When we lost... him. We were just like that and Nezu had to put us through counseling and teach us trauma-informed certification and all of that shit. Sho, listen. Katsuki Bakugo is going to be fine."
Aizawa wiped away a single tear. "I can never be a dad. THIS is too hard."
"It's not." Yamada laughed. "I love you."
"Love you, too." Aizawa said. "Take him to the cabin and WATCH him under I get there. The rest of the kids are having a campfire and I have to be there."
Mic nodded and turned to grab the handle. He opened it and entered. He grabbed a crutch from the closet and handed it to Bakugo. "Here. Stick this under your armpit and hop up onto the exam table. Stop just leaning. We gotta leave here in a sec."
"Where are we going?" Katsuki asked, deliriously tranquilized.
"Beddy-bye, kiddo." Mic chuckled, gently, seeing a tame Bakugo, who was swinging his splinted leg up onto the table. "Forgive me in advance. I have to change you."
"Okay." Bakugo nodded, falling asleep.
Mic raised an eyebrow. "Tame Bakugo" was different from what he was used to. Quickly and in a matter of two minutes, Bakugo was changed into a diaper under his shorts, boxers bunched up and roughly folded in Katsuki's pocket.
Mic carried him over his shoulder into the cabin and lowered the sleeping boy onto his bed. He awoke to the smell of food.
"It's curry." Yamada informed. "Cold now, but still good." He picked up the spoon and propped Bakugo up against the wall before feeding him.
After the campfire, Aizawa led the rest of the boys from Bakugo's cabin in. "Get changed." He ordered.
"Hi, Kacchan." Midoriya said, bending over to hold Bakugo's hand and squeeze it lightly.
Katsuki looked at Midoriya and leaned forward, grabbing a handful of hair and releasing, before petting Izuku's head.
"Fluffy Deku." He grumbled before flopping back.
"Pain meds. He's high." Aizawa explained to a confused Midoriya.
Todoroki said nothing, just sneaking out and heading to the med bay. He didn't want to laugh at his friend in front of him, but once outside, he did smile.
Aizawa counted that it was down to just Midoriya and Bakugo and knew Shinso and Shoto would be back. "Midoriya, go change and then bed please."
Izuku pulled away and bowed to his teacher before exiting the cabin. Todoroki came back in and crawled into his sleeping bag, followed by Shinso, followed by Izuku. For once, Katsuki slept well... if not for the awkwardly elevated leg.