Hi everyone!

I'm going to answer the reviews for 102 next chapter, but until then, I've cooked up a Christmas Special for you!

As there is already a canonical Christmas celebration in MHA, this one is considered semi-canon. It's really up to the readers whether this is canon to the story or not.


"Merry Chrysler!"

"Gyro, I don't know how someone could be a badass, a dork, and full of obscure references at the same time, but somehow you pull it off." Kyoka said, shaking her head.

"I love the elf costume, it's really fitting." Gyro replied, flashing his friend a mischievous grin.

"How so?" Kyoka said, her eyebrow twitching.

"You're short and you have unique ears."

Kyoka gave Gyro an unamused glare. "Well, that Santa costume is really fitting too, considering you're the only person in class that can grow facial hair."

"Hey, I'm Italian!"

"Uh huh."

"I'm serious! We're known for our facial hair! And our food...and our architecture...you know what? Italy is just the best all around."

"Sure."

"We have Mario!"

"I believe Mario was created by the Japanese, Gyro." Kyoka said with a smirk.

"Well yes...but he is Italian."

"He is."

"So, that means the Japanese executives over at Nintendo must've thought Italians are pretty great, if they decided to make their mascot one." Gyro replied, crossing his arms. Kyoka opened her to retort, and shut it, realizing Gyro had beaten her.

"See? Italians are great, and you can't deny it!"

"Some Italians..."

Gyro playfully punched Kyoka in the shoulder, and went back to hanging ornaments on the ceiling of the common room. "Well, Merry Christmas anyway you grumpy elf."

Kyoka smiled. "You too, you knock-off Santa."

"Oh, hi guys!" Izuku said with a smile, walking in with Uraraka. He was also dressed in an elf costume.

"See, Izuku is dressed like an elf too! You gonna call him one?" Kyoka said.

"Nah, he's a Christmas tree." Gyro said, pointing at Izuku.

"I have to agree with that one." Kyoka said, chuckling.

"...I can never escape..." Izuku said, slouching forward, while Uraraka patted him on the back. "I'm gonna be named after plants for the rest of my life..."

"Not all Christmas trees are plants, Izuku, most are plastic!" Gyro stated, climbing down from the ladder.

"So...I'm plastic?"

"Oh knock it off you guys!" Uraraka said with a smile. "I can't believe it's Christmas already! To think...we've spent all this time together."

"It's strange, isn't it? How time flies?" Kyoka said, pulling a piece of mistletoe from a box and smiling. "Oooh, I'm gonna use this."

"Alright people! We need food, and fast!" Johnny came into the room. "Who wants to help me look for some meat?"

"What, am I not enough for you?" Kyoka joked, and Johnny walked over and flicked the bell on her hat. "Oi."

"Shouldn't you be pulling out the Abominable Snowman's teeth? You're coming with me, Izuku? Gyro? Uraraka?"

"Do I have any sort of choice in the matter?" Kyoka asked.

"Not after that comment. Where's YaoMomo?" Johnny said, looking around. "Usually she's on top of this stuff."

"She's sick." Gyro responded. "Caught a nasty cold, I'm afraid. She'll be here for dinner, but right now she has a fever."

"Aww, you've been taking care of her?" Kyoka teased, poking Gyro in the ribs.

"Well, as much as she's letting me. Alright Johnny, what kind of meat were you thinking of getting?"

"Prime rib."

"I'm coming."

Izuku snorted. "That's Gyro, as soon as food is involved, he's all in. Alright, I feel a bit of peer pressure here, so I'm going to. Uraraka?"

"Of course!"

"Cool, we've got a whole group then." Johnny said, rubbing his hands rogether. "Let's get going, it's fucking cold!"

"Hold on, I'm just gonna let Momo know she's going to be alone for a little bit." Gyro said, pulling out his phone and shooting his girlfriend a quick text. "Hopefully she doesn't die while we're gone."

"I highly doubt she will."

"You never know."


Momo was getting really tired of laying on her back, but she knew full well that it she turned to the side, her nose would clog up.

To think...my friends are off having fun without me. I should be able to join them this evening, but I wish I could spend the whole day with them. Well, at least Gyro has been really sweet when he is caring for me.

Honestly, I wish he would keep his distance, I love him and all, but I don't want to get him sick too.

Momo slowly got up from the bed and rubbed her eyes, and looked in the mirror. She was a bit of a mess, but having a fever will do that to you. She created a tissue from her palm and blew her nose, before making her way into the common room to make herself some tea to hopefully unclog her nose.

"Hey Harry, do you really think it was a good idea? Breaking into a place like this?" An unfamiliar voice asked, and Momo perked up.

"You're always asking questions, Marv. This place is where hero royalty goes, just think of the loot we could get here!" Another voice responded. "Besides, most people are out visiting parents, who would be here right now?"

Thieves?! By the sound of it, they want to pilfer the dorm rooms while my classmates are away...

As Vice Representative, I can't allow this to happen! I don't care if I'm sick, it's my responsibility! I clearly can't do anything too physical at the moment...I'd probably end up fanting.

Perhaps another approach?

Momo looked at a bowl of small candy canes to her right, and immediately stuffed them into her mouth, wrappers and all. She needed lipids, and fast. She peered around the corner, where the two thieves, one tall, one short, one had hair, the other was practically bald, and began formulating a plan.

I remember Dr. Kujo saying something about an emergency lockdown system, if I could somehow activate it, I'd trap those two in here with me, then I can find some way to apprehend them...but how?

Then Momo got an idea. Taking out a security camera would probably send an alert...that's what I have to do!

Momo created a slingshot and loaded it with one of the candy canes that she wasn't already chewing on, and fired, nailing a security camera right in the lens. Thanks for helping me with my accuracy, JoJo.

"Harry, what are yo-"

"Shh."

"Wha-"

"Quiet!"

"But wh-"

*SMACK!*

"OW! HARRY!"

"I heard something you idiot! We might not be alone..." The short one, Harry, said. Clearly, he was the brighter of the two.

"So what? We can take 'em! Don't forget what we've accomplished in the past." The tall one, Marv, replied.

"Yeah, well-"

WEEWOOWEEWOOWEEWOOWEEWOOWEEWOO!

The two thieves jumped, ran right into each other, and began scrambling off in two directions, trying to get to an exit. Harry began pulling on the door to the main entrance, but it wouldn't budge. "DAMN IT! WE'RE LOCKED IN!"

Momo smiled as she turned off the siren. These two really aren't all that bright, it's a silent alarm that triggers lockdown, I created the siren to scare them.

Now, it's time to make them regret coming into our home.


Johnny looked at the frozen slab of meat, gazing over it in boredom. "I hope we can actually make this taste good."

"Gyro is the best chef in the group, if anyone can do it, he can." Izuku said with a smile. "Still...they really should've given us something of better quality. This looks a bit old."

"I'm sure I can work my Italian magic." Gyro said with a grin, and Kyoka rolled her eyes.

"Really laying it on thick now, aren't you?"

"Italians are good with food, Kyoka!"

"You can't just speak for all Italians though, can you?" Kyoka responded. "There are probably tons of Italians that are shit cooks. That's leaning into stereotypes."

"Who gave the world pizza? Italians. Pasta? Italians!"

"Yeah...well...we gave the world plenty of stuff too! All of the big video game companies are Japanese, sushi! People love sushi! Ramen!"

"It kinda sounds like you both are leaning into stereotypes..." Uraraka said with a bead of sweat dripping down her face.

"It's best not to get involved in the debate." Johnny advised.

"Architecture!"

"Technology!"

"Fucking Rome!"

"Tokyo!"

"Venezia!"

"What the hell is Venezia?"

"Venezia is Venezia!"

"I don't know what that is!"

"It's the proper name for Venice, Kyoka." Johnny explained.

"Oh...why doesn't everyone call it Venezia if that's the right name?"

"Because people are stupid." Gyro said. "You know what, let's comprimise, every country has it's perks!"

"Agreed."

"Good!"

Johnny sighed, and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a giant figure with goat horns appeared in front of them, slowly rising up, it's red eyes gleaming with a fiery anger.

"N-no, it can't be..." Izuku said, slowly backing up. "NO!"

"Oh, but it is! It is I, Krampus!" The bearded man replied, and Izuku's fear immediately subsided.

"Oh my God...I thought he was...oh, what a relief!"

"RELIEF?!"

"Izuku, are you okay?!" Kyoka asked, putting a hand on his shoulder. "How dare you look like one of his old enemies! You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"Wha-"

"Why does your nametag say Krapmus?" Gyro asked, poking at Krapmus's chest.

"NO! I'M KRAMPUS! You know...I'm like, Santa's opposite?" The goat man responded. "I'm here to stuff one of you in my sack!"

"And already this is getting uncomfortable." Johnny responded. "Look, we have nothing against your sack, but we have a Christmas party to prepare for, could we do this some other time?"

"Not until you pass my trials! Prove to me that you aren't naughty...and I'll give you something niiiiice!"

"Um...did anyone bring a whistle?" Kyoka asked. "Because this guy is making me feel uncomfortable."

"*sigh* Alright Krappy, what's this 'trial?'" Gyro asked, earning a snort from Uraraka.

"I need that stupid nametag changed...anyway-"

"Wait, if you're Krapmus, why do you even need a nametag?" Johnny asked.

"Krampus."

"Krap."

"KRAMPUS."

"Krapmus!"

"KRAMPUS!"

"Krampus!"

"KRAPMUS!"

Johnny turned to his friends. "He said it, not me!"

Krapmus turned pink as the group began laughing. "THAT DOES IT! NAUGHTY CHILDREN DESERVE TO BE PUNISHED! DEATH BY GINGERBREAD!"

Suddenly, a giant gingerbread man fell from the sky, and crashed down in front of the group, wielding a giant candy cane as if it were a battle axe.

"GINGERBREAD HULK, KILL THEM WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE!"

"I think we made him mad." Uraraka said as Gingerbread Hulk began lumbering towards them.

"Really? I didn't notice." Johnny replied with a smirk.


Marv shined his flashlight around the dorms, trying to spot any potential exits. "Harry? I'm lost!"

Silence.

"Harry?"

Suddenly, Marv spotted an open ventilation shaft. "Oooh...HARRY, I FOUND A WAY OUT!"

Because going into an open vent was clearly the smartest choice, Marv went inside and began crawling through, shining his flashlight through a grate and into a room which had an open purse laying in the middle of the floor. Marv's eyes gleamed in delight as he pulled out a screwdriver and began opening the vent from the inside.

However, once he dropped into the room, he went right through the floor. Someone had carefully draped a carpet over an elevator shaft, and the carpet immediately buckled under the thief's weight.

"HARRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Marv yelled as he fell down, only to land on a bunch of crates filled with green paint, wood and green goop flying everywhere. Marv emerged from the goop, wiped the paint from his eyes, and sighed. "Well...that was probably a trap."

Marv looked up the elevator shaft he had just fallen into, luckily it wasn't a far drop, but it still definitely hurt. A silhouette of a woman with a ponytail loomed above him.

"I bet you think you're real clever, huh?!" Marv yelled up at the silhouette, but I'm gonna get you! Just you wai-"

*CLANG!*

A trash can lid was dropped in his head before he could finish, and the thief wobbled around, before slipping on a patch of ice and falling down the stairs that were behind him. Marv was in the basement, and Momo had turned off the heating in that area, freezing the water she had poured on the steps earlier.

Momo smiled as she saw the thief fall for her trick, and then ducked into a vent to deal with Harry.


"MARV?! YOU DUMBASS, WHERE ARE YOU?!" Harry yelled into the darkness. He was currently in the hallways, and was checking each of the rooms, only to find them locked. "Whoever shut off the damn power, wait till I get my hands on you, I swear I'm gonna-"

Then Harry stopped himself. Lying across the floor was a piece of string, pulled taught. "A tripwire, eh? Looks like our guest thinks they can outfox me. Well, you aren't the only smarty pants around here!"

A door opened to his right, and Harry turned, only for the remainder of a trash can to fall on his head. His upper body now encased in gross smelling, putrid metal, Harry stumbled around, and pried it off.

"ALL RIGHT, THAT'S IT!" Harry yelled. "WHERE ARE YA?!"

"OVER HERE!" Momo yelled from around a corner. "Come and get me!"

Harry caught a glimpse of Momo ducking into a doorway, and sprinted towards it. He grabbed the door with one hand.

*BZZZZZZZZZZT!*

"AUAUAAUAAAGAAUAGAAHAHAAHAAAHAHAAHAGH!" Harry's body convulsed as electricity traveled through it. Momo had wrapped copper wires around the doorknod, and had connected them right to a generator she had created. Harry eventually managed to let go of the doorknob, but what little hair he had was standing on end. "You...why you..."

Harry began grumbling as he brainstormed ways to open the door, before a lightbulb went off. Thinking quickly, he pulled rubber gloves out of his pocket, and grinned maliciously. "You know Missy, a good thief is always prepared. You're gonna get it now!"

Harry grabbed the doorknob with the rubber glove, smiling as the rubber negated the electricity, and wrenched open the door...

Only to find that the top of his head was suddenly on fire. Momo had rigged a can of hair spray and a lighter to the door.

"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Harry screamed as he began running around, desperately trying to find a way to put himself out. Momo watched the thief running around with an amused smile, blowing her nose.

This was too easy.


"STOP EATING GINGERBREAD HULK!" Krapmus bellowed, but Johnny just have him the middle finger as they continued to devour the screaming cookie.

"Not bad! You're a pretty good baker, Krappy!" Gyro taunted with a smile, chewing on Gingerbread Hulk's remains.

"He was my friend! YOU ATE MY FRIEND!"

Krapmus snarled, and raised his hands to the sky. "I summon the demonic elves of old to wreak havoc upon your miserable naughty lives!"

Elves began raining down upon them, and they all charged past Kyoka and towards the others, leaving her confused.

Then Kyoka's face fell as soon as she realized what had happened. I'm still wearing the elf costume...they think I'm one of them...

Johnny looked back to see his girlfriend sitting down and hugging her knees, and chuckled to himself as he picked up an elf and chucked it like a football. "Come on Kyoka! Lighten up, it's Christmas."

"I'm having an existential crisis right now..."

"Kyoka, you aren't an elf, Gyro was just being mean!" Uraraka said as she made an elf float.

"Mean?! I was teasing her, she knew I was joking!" Gyro retorted.

"They just ignored me..." Kyoka muttered, and Izuku patted her shoulded, holding back laughter.

"I-It's okay *snort* Kyoka, it's not your fault. You're wearing the clothes of their *snicker* people!"

Gyro, who was repeatedly punching an elf in the face, turned to Kyoka. "Listen, compared to us you're short, but you're actually average!"

"You're not making her feel any better!" Uraraka shouted back.


Katsuki Bakugo was sitting on his couch, sipping on hot chocolate, when he suddenly got a text.

Horseshoe: Oi Ferret, there's a brawl happening.

Bakugo slowly set down his mug.

Ferret boy: Where?

Horseshoe: Just outside of the Mustafu shopping plaza, don't be late, it's getting good.

"Hey Katsuki, could you help u-" Mitsuki Bakugo was about to say, before she became aware that her son was no longer in the room. "Where did he go?!"


Marv angrily burst through the door from the basement, and stomped towards the common room, sitting on the couch in frustration. Harry, with the top of his head still smoking, sat beside him.

"We're being clowned on by a teenaged girl."

"We are."

"Why does this feel familiar?"

"Like this has happened to us before? I have no idea."

Harry shifted his weight and got a good look at his partner in crime. "What the hell did she do to you? You look like the Grinch got caught in a blender."

"Yeah, well you look like...a jerk!" Marv replied, crossing his arms. Harry sighed.

"You need to work on your insults, come on, we can take her! It's one teenaged girl for crying out loud!"

"A teenaged girl, who's also a HERO STUDENT HARRY! SHE'S BEEN TRAINED TO FIGHT VILLAINS! Do you really think two bandits stand a chance?!" Marv put his head in his green hands. "We messed up, Harry."

"Did you ever hear the story of David and Goliath?"

"Er...kinda..."

"So, David's this little guy, right? And Goliath, he's this big bad motherfuckin' monster, and the two had to fight. But David? He was proof you should never underestimate the little guy, he crawled right up Goliath's asshole and stuck a rock in his small intestine."

"Is that really how the story goes?"

"Of course it is! Do I ever lie to you?"

"No! You don't!"

"Exactly! We might be David right now, but she's Goliath! She's so sure of herself, she thinks we're just little ants she can step on, and we're gonna show her that she shouldn't underestimate the little guy, so let's work together and put this know-it-all in her place!"

"Yeah!" Marv stood up, pumping his fist into the air. "Let's above a rock up her ass!"

"Set her hair on fire!"

"Cover her in green shit!"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

"Let's go!"

The two turned around to go confront Momo, only to find her waiting for them with a cannon. Harry and Marv slowly turned to look at each other, and then at Momo. "We're sorry."

BOOM!

Harry and Marv were covered in tinsel, and the two began trying to untangle themselves, Momo sighed. "These two..."

The two thieves decided that they would just charge at Momo while tied together, and she merely stepped aside. The two ended up falling into the Christmas tree...

Where Momo had smashed all of the ornaments, leaving the pieces. The two howled in pain, making whooping noises as they rolled over the broken glass, and they managed to separate from each other.

"I'M GONNA KILL HER!" Marv bellowed, covered in tiny pieces of ornament like a festive pin cushion. Momo was already gone, and a small note was left next to the cannon.

I'll be on the roof. -Class 1A's Vice Representative.

"That fucking entitled...you know what Marv?"

"What?"

"She's made a mistake! If she's on the roof, she has nowhere left to run!"


"I'M. NOT. AN ELF!" Kyoka screamed, punching an actual elf in the face with every word.

Krapmus had enough, and pulled out a sword that was covered in wrapping paper. "FINE, I SHALL DEAL WITH YOU NAUGHTY BRATS MYSELF!"

A giant present materialized next to Krapmus, and Gyro realized what was happening first. "This clown isn't Krampus, he's just some crazy old guy with a stand!"

"NO, I AM KRAMPUS! I AM SANTA'S NEMESIS, I AM-"

"Dead."

Krapmus slowly turned around to see Bakugo with his palm outstreched, mere inches from his face. Krapmus opened his mouth to retort-

BOOM!

Needless to say, this knock off demon Santa Claus went down like a brick in the ocean. Bakugo watched as the elves and the Gingerbread Hulk faded away, and frowned. "Was that it?"

Johnny walked over and kneeled beside Krapmus. "Apparently so...this guy isn't getting up any time soon...good job Katuski."

"I only got one attack in."

"Well it was a good one."

The hero students waited until the cops showed up to take the odd stand user, and they got context.

Kenny Rodgers used to be a mall Santa back in the day, and he was considered one of the best. Kids would often flock to him, thoroughly believing that he seen the real Santa Claus, and he was always happy to hear their wishes.

One day, the poor man was beat up in a parking lot by a gang of local teenagers, in his Santa costume, and his wallet was stolen. No one is exactly sure why, but after that he snapped, and began targeting teenagers indiscriminately.

He took the name of Krampus, (or Krapmus as his shitty nametag states), and somewhere along the line he got the stand Christmas Shoes, which would summon Christmasey minions to wreak havoc upon the teenage demographic.

*Author's note: Christmas Shoes is the worst Christmas song ever written, and you cannot change my mind!*

"That's...ridiculous. A few teenagers rough you up, so you target everyone in their age group? Talk about an overreaction." Kyoka said, brushing off her elf costume.

"So...I actually ate that gingerbread, does that mean it's gone from my stomach now, or is his stand inside me?" Gyro asked.

"I'm just glad no one was hurt, even if it was a little weird." Uraraka said, rubbing the back of her head.

"No offense, but this is far from the weirdest misadventure we've had, this one was actually quite tame." Johnny remarked. "It's a shame YaoMomo missed out on this, it was actually kind of fun."

"Yeah, she must be bored out of her mind!"


"Ah, hello everyone!" Momo said with a smile, and the group paused.

"Were you decorating? You're sick!" Kyoka said, pausing to feel her friend's forehead. Momo laughed and pushed her hand away.

"I'm fine! I just thought I'd tidy up a bit!"

To clean up the mess I made. Still, I wonder how those two thieves are doing?

Momo snuck a peek outside the window, where Harry and Marv were hanging upside down outside. She gave them a brief wave, and then closed the curtain. The two thieves began swinging back and forth, shouting in anger, but they were practically inaudible...

Except for Kyoka, who shot Momo a rather confused look, only for the Vice Representative to give her a shrug.

I probably could've just taken the two of you out earlier, but for some reason I really wanted to embarrass them. Maybe Gyro really is rubbing off on me. Momo thought to herself with a smile.

The rest of the class began piling in, and the Chirstmas party commenced. Kyoka sneakily pulled out the mistletoe from her pocket, and she and Johnny began tying it to a fishing line.

"So...I'm glad you're doing better." Gyro said, sitting next to Momo as she took a sip of her tea.

"I am too, I'd hate to miss out on Christmas, especially with all of my amazing friends." Momo replied with a smile.

"And amazing boyfriends?"

"No."

The two stared at each other for a moment, before they both laughed. "Even after we ended the first one, you're still playing games with me."

"I like to keep you on your toes." Momo responded. "Just like you keep me on mine."

"Who knew the most polite member of our group could be the most unpredictable?" Gyro said with a smirk. "But, that's pretty much how I ended up falling for you, so..."

"Okay, Mr. Spontaneous."

Gyro took Momo's hand. "You make me spontaneous."

"I thought JoJo did."

"Well, he does in a different way."

Kyoka was trying to cast the fishing line, while Johnny watched in amusement.

"What are those two doing anyway?" Momo asked. "Shouldn't they just kiss already?"

"I believe they're trying to get it in between Izuku and Uraraka."

"Ah, I see."

Bakugo suddenly came up to Kyoka, and began yelling at her about using her wrist, and proceeded to cast it perfectly. Kyoka shook her head, grinning, and began slowly lowering the mistletoe over Izuku's head.

"You know Izuku will know it was us, right?" Johnny asked. "You know how observant he is."

"Shhh, we'll worry about that later." Kyoka responded. "I'm just...decorating from afar."

"Turn around Pink Cheeks, you fucking idiot." Bakugo muttered.

"Are you actually invested in this?" Johnny asked.

"Don't be stupid. I'm bored, and this is the only thing going on that won't annoy me."

"You do care."

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't." Bakugo muttered, and Kyoka smiled to herself. Bakugo, realizing she heard him, shot her a brief glare, and she mockingly put her hand up in surrender.

Finally, Uraraka noticed the mistletoe, and she went red. Izuku, noticing Uraraka's sudden change of mood, became concerned. She pointed up, and Izuku realized the predicament he was in.

Uraraka kissed him on the cheek, and ran away with her hands on her face, flustered. Kyoka grinned in satisfaction, as then immediately shoved the fishing rod into Bakugo's hands as Izuku began turning around, taking Johnny's hand and fleeing.

"EARS! I'LL-"

"KACCHAN?!"

"NO! EARS! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"

Momo smiled, and rested her head on Gyro's shoulder. "Merry Christmas, Gyro."

"Merry Christmas, Momo."

"And a happy fucking New Year!" Harry's muffled voice came from outside. "Let us go, it's freezing out here!"

"Did you hear something?" Gyro asked.

"No."


Merry Christmas to all of you, and Happy Holidays!