ART
"Welcome to Modern Art Studies!" Midnight told class 1-A. "Before we talk about art and its impact on the hero industry, we're going to make art! After all, there's no better way to learn than by doing. And since this is a hero school, we'll have a hero model!"
Kaminari and Sero both wiped dribbles of drool from their chins, while Mineta sported the beginnings of a nosebleed.
"Now, unfortunately, Aizawa and Hizashi both declined to be models," Midnight said to the groans of Mina and Hagakure, "So I'll be the model instead!"
At that announcement, Midnight threw off her top layer of clothing. Midnight's stripper-esque costume, though revealing, had nothing on the lingerie underneath.
Iida's hand shot straight up. "Midnight-sensei, this is highly appropriate and a monumental breach in etiquette! I insist that you dress yourself at once!"
"Really?" Midnight sauntered over, letting every part of her body sway seductively. "And what if some lady-villain threw off her clothes to distract some innocent hero?" She pressed her chest into Iida's face, giving him a generous view of her cleavage. "It'd be a shame if you got performance issues your first time doing the deed."
Iida didn't even glance down. "I would never fall for such base trickery! My willpower is absolute!"
"Then you don't have any problem with my current state of dress, right?" Midnight asked with a wicked grin.
Iida, trapped by his own words, helplessly shook his head as Midnight turned around and bent over to pick up a pencil.
While everyone else started sketching, Izuku put his paper in his mouth. His chest made the choppy, whirring noises of a printer as the paper slid out a hole in Izuku's chest. Halfway through, Izuku made a strangled chuffing noise and spat the rest of the paper out.
"Low toner," Izuku said. He drank twelve ink cartridges and put the paper back in. A second later, the sound of crumpling paper came from Izuku's mouth, and he pulled out the crumpled sheet. Izuku spat out all the toner, morphed his hand into a plasma gun, and fired at his desk. A green-tinted image of Midnight burned itself into the paper.
"I have switched to LaserJet as my default image duplication method," Izuku announced.
Towards the end, Midnight locked the door. With a sly smile, Midnight asked, "Why don't we spice this up a bit! After all, you need to get the full art experience."
She had one finger under her bra strap when Aizawa crashed through the window. Aizawa spritzed Midnight in the face with a spray bottle.
"I let you get away with your ludicrous lesson plan because you had a logical point. Now, you're going too far."
Midnight squawked and covered her face. "What? It's just a bit of harmless fun!"
Aizawa pointed at Mineta's desk. The purple midget lay twitching in a pool of blood that had spurted from his nose.
Midnight sighed and put on her clothes. "Fine. Class dismissed."
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A/N: just hit 20k words on this story, yay! Also, had Hatsume say 'inventions' instead of 'babies' last chapter, went back and fixed that mistake.
