Bakugo had a weird feeling as he was waking up. He felt eyes... so he rolled over.

"What?" Katsuki muttered, angrily, as Shoto stared at him.

Todoroki shrugged. "Nothing."

Bakugo rolled his eyes and sat up. "Don't nothing me, Todoroki. Why the hell are you staring at me like that?"

"I guess... I'm just trying to figure some things out. Like... about you. And why you try so hard to be unbreakable when clearly the League of Villains broke you."

"I'm not BROKEN, IcyHot. I'm WORKING on getting through to you ALL that I am the only NORMAL one!" He began shouting, loathing the sight of whom he would sometimes consider a 'friend' even: Shoto Todoroki. He was tired of sitting on his bed now. Something snapped- memory of what he was about to say fell to rage- and it was directed at the teen in front of him.

Katsuki got up and Shoto prepared to square up, but instead, the great King Explosion fell to his knees and began to sob and pummel the ground with his right fist- gently at first, but harder with his volume increasing, too. "Stupid. Stupid. STUPID. STUPID! STUPID!" He wailed on the tile now, nearly reopening his knuckle he busted on the mirror a month or so ago. He switched hands because he could feel nothing but pain in his right now and he knew that he might need it, should the League find him once more.

Shoto jumped off his bed and waved to the camera before going over to try and console Bakugo.

"I-I take it back! You're not broken but you're-you're, um, fractured?! Look! Look at my face, look at the burn. IT'S NEVER GOING AWAY!" Now Todoroki was spinning, too. He sighed. Get it together for Bakugo. Then you can fall apart.

The door opened and it was All Might. He had been making rounds when a code went off. He checked his phone. It was Aizawa. Then a text message popped up.

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Clinic. Bakugo. (read)

All Might came in. Shoto was crying, trying to stop Katsuki's fists from bleeding on the ground.

"Step Aside, Young Todoroki." All Might instructed before taking in a deep and soothing tone to Bakugo. At the new voice, the young hero wannabe stopped punching and stood, before falling back onto his bed. Aizawa and Yamada ran in, though the great Eraserhead more so jogged because he carried a 20 pound weighted blanket. All Might rolled Bakugo onto his side and slipped a needle into his gluteal muscle as Mic gently tugged down the waistline. All Might moved out of the room to dispose of the sharp.

Aizawa covered the boy in the blanket and knelt down beside the bed.

"What's going on?" He asked, calmly and directly.

"Todoroki called me 'broken'." Katsuki tattled like an angry kid.

"And so you decided to be harmful to yourself instead?" Aizawa lectured. He looked down at Katsuki's distant stare and sighed. "Go to sleep."

"This blanket..." Bakugo began. "It feels like a hug. It's heavy?"

"It's a weighted blanket. We have a few in the staff offices. There you go, go to sleep. Good boy, Katsuki." Aizawa said, gently running his hand over Bakugo's eyes to close them before they stepped back. When he turned around, Mic was standing, looking impressed.

"Didn't know you had it in you to be gentle." He remarked, honestly.

"Yeah, uh, same." Toshinori laughed, awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head. "Todoroki is asleep."

"Recovery Girl took Jiro back to the dorms." Hizashi said. "We should ask her to dispense some of the calming medication to keep in the staff office." He laughed in thought. "Although Bakugo looks like he's going to sleep in my class anyways."

"Mm." Aizawa commented. "Todoroki's in diapers, too. Was he sedated?"

"We had to." All Might defended Mic's decision.

Shuzenji came back. She clicked her tongue at her former-students-now-teachers. "I leave to put one to bed and I hear of a scuffle between two more." She sighed. "Unacceptable, Shota and Hizashi. Yagi- go get your Midoriya boy. He's causing trouble in the class YOU should be teaching NOW, Mr.Yamada."

"It's never cool to be scolded in front of your students, asleep or not." Present Mic complained to All Might, as they walked back to the movie-viewing room at the school building.

Aizawa apologized for his shortcomings with the old healing woman before heading to the teachers lounge for a rare cup of coffee. He was just glad that he only had to sit in the therapy sessions and not lead them.

Recovery Girl shushed Todoroki's sleeping self that started to wake up, as she politely and effectively unzipped and shucked off the teen's uniform pants and slipped a pad and bed pan beneath him. She did the same for Bakugo before taking off her (what felt like millionth set of) vinyl gloves and left both both to sleep of their sedation.

Midoriya, meanwhile, was muttering to himself and rocking, enough that everyone around him had either been weirded out enough to give him space, or been concerned enough to come closer. The video played on, illuminating the faces of the students. Mic startled the auditorium by turning off the video and turning on the lights. "School's over early- leave the green headed one, please. Thank you." Hizashi said aloud, signaling for All Might to go get his protege.

Ochaco didn't give Izuku up so easily. "All Might Sensei, he's terribly worried about therapy. Does he have to go?"

"It starts next week after evaluations are done. It's good to work on things." The teacher assured his student before preparing to lift up his student without his strong from.

Uraraka tapped Midoriya and grabbed a hold of his shirt sleeve, floating him down the hall until he seemed to wake up, shake his head and ask what was happening. Ochaco let Izuku down.

"You were in shock, Young Midoriya." Toshinori said. "I'd like a word with him, alone, Uraraka. I'm sure you two will find each other later."

"But it's lunch soon-" She began to protest, hoping to disguise her nerves as hungry concern. All Might was not fooled.

She agreed and scurried off to go join Iidya and Tokoyami for lunch, as it was bound to get busy soon.

Izuku looked up at his hero and sighed. "Can we have the conversation in my room?" He asked, exhausted. Toshinori nodded and off they went.