BUS

"USJ! USJ!" the students of 1-A chanted. "I can't believe we're going to Universal Studios Japan!"

Thirteen gave Aizawa a sidelong look as they watched students cram into the bus. "You didn't tell them where we're actually going?"

"They leapt to their own conclusions. It felt illogical to waste time correcting them when they would see the truth soon enough."

Thirteen shuddered. "Boy am I glad you weren't teaching when I was in high school."

The bus lurched sideways when Midoriya stepped inside. The wheels bounced up and down with each step he took.

"How much does he weigh?" Thirteen asked.

"I suspect it varies based on comedic value," Aizawa deadpanned.

As Thirteen pulled the bus out of the parking lot, an ear-wrenching shriek came from the back bumper. Jirou squeezed Ojiro's tail around her ears until Momo handed her a pair of noise-cancelling headphones.

With his scarf wrapped around his ears, Aizawa investigated the source of the noise. Midoriya sat at the very back of the bus. Every time Thirteen hit the gas, a shower of sparks came up through the back window.

"Midoriya, move up a few seats."

The back bumper lifted off the ground, and the sparks stopped. The moment he sat down, next to the window, the bus sagged to the side. Caught off-balance by the bus's shifting weight, Shoji and Sato tumbled to the right. The bus pitched sideways, and more students fell towards Midoriya's side.

"Everyone, left side of the bus!" Aizawa shouted as he threw himself towards the slowly rising side. Kirishima hardened up and threw himself halfway out a window, and Mineta stuck himself to the side with his hair-balls.

Unfortunately, Izuku also went over to the left side of the bus. The left wheels slammed onto pavement, and the right ones rose into the air. Thirteen clung desperately to the wheel as gravity tried to pull her out of her seat.

Aizawa pulled himself to the right side with his scarf, Asui grappled forward with her tongue, and Ochako floated around the bus like an anti-gravity pinball, holding back a fresh batch of rainbow vomit. Over the commotion, Aizawa shouted, "Midoriya, stand exactly in the center of the bus."

The left wheels touched down as Izuku stood in the aisle. The bus rode ludicrously close to the ground, but no scraping sounds plagued them. The class breathed a collective sigh of relief as the bus finally stabilized.

"Midoriya, mind explaining why you're so heavy?"

"I ate a big breakfast this morning, so I would have more material for the Unforeseen Simulation Joint."

"Wait, that's what USJ means?" Kaminari shouted in despair.

As moans of anguish echoed through the bus, a loud groaning sound silenced them all. Two sharp snaps, in rapid succession, came from the front and back of the bus. The entire chassis lurched down, and four tires rolled away on the road.

Over at the USJ, Shigaraki scowled at his watch. "Stupid loading times. What is this, a PS4?"

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