Day 108, 6:03 AM

UA Safehouse

Kaminari heads into the kitchen and he pours himself some coffee. Usually, the electric boy wasn't one for coffee but ever since the world went to hell, coffee suddenly seemed to taste great. He was already a hyperactive energetic boy so it's not like coffee could do any worse. The same thing went for energy drinks but it's been too long since he had an energy drink. Now he was missing the simple things his old life had to offer: movies, drinks, candy, jackets in fashion, the latest motocross magazine; he missed them all. And above all else, he misses his parents and his little sister.

I'm going to find them, he promises. I WILL find them.

Kaminari takes out another mug and brews some coffee. When Jirou comes downstairs, Kaminari holds up the extra mug and hands it to her. "Black, just like you like it."

Jirou takes a sip. "Thanks. Too bad it's not tea."

"Tea?" Kaminari laughs. "Remember how Yaomomo was big on tea? She invited us to her home and she made us tea. I thought I'd try the hairy one and I gotta say; hairy tea doesn't taste bad."

Jirou laughs. "It's not hairy tea, it's Harrods tea."

"Oh, right, my bad." He takes another sip of his coffee. "There's some waffles in the freezer if you want me to whip some up for you."

"Thanks, Dunce Face, I would like some waffles."

"Square or circles?"

"Surprise me."

"That's something I excel at."

As Kaminari heads for the freezer, a loud noise in the courtyard makes him freeze. Jirou looks to the screen door for the courtyard and quickly puts her mug down. Kaminari follows her example and her. When they get outside...

Tsubarba punches Shinsou in the jaw. Shinsou staggers back and holds his jaw for a brief second. He throws his hands at Tsuburaba and manages to hit him in the chin. The 1B boy counterattacks and hits Shinsou in the stomach with his fist. While folded over, Shinsou dives for Tsuburaba's stomach and tackles him to the ground.

"Yeah," Kamakiri shouts as he watches the two boys fight.

"No mercy!" Kuroiro shouts.

Aoyama, Kaibara, Koji Koda, and Shoda stand by but don't do anything to stop the fight and simply stare with horrified looks on their faces.

"What are you guys doing!?" Jirou charges and quickly jabs her jacks into their ears. The two boys wince and they shove Jirou back. Kaminari catches her and walks up to the roughhousing boys. He covers his body in electricity and touches them both.

Shinsou and Tsuburaba yelp suddenly and fall to the ground. Wincing from the electric pain, the rest of Class 1A and 1B come out and they drag the trembling boys apart.

Iida and Kendo stand between the boys.

"What is going on here?" Iida demands. "What is with this immature behavior?"

Shinsou looks at Iida and glares. Tsuburaba does the same thing but he keeps a tight lip.

"Well?" Iida demands once more. "Does someone want to explain themselves?"

"Who threw the first punch?" Kendo speaks up next. "Who did it? Speak up and your punishment won't be as bad."

"Yeah," Shinsou goads, "tell them who threw the first punch, Tsuburaba."

Tsuburaba says nothing.

Kendo notices the silent eye exchange between the two boys. "Let me guess: Shinsou tried to brainwash you, Tsuburaba?"

Tsuburaba looks at her and nods.

Kendo turns to Shinsou. "Why? Why did you try and brainwash my classmate?"

"Not tried... I did."

Kendo glares. "This is despicable, even for someone like you, Shinsou. Who started the fight?"

"He did," Shinsou smiles, "if he didn't..." he looks to his opponent, "speak now or forever hold your peace."

As exciting as this fight was, this argument is just getting pathetic. Kuroiro walks into the picture and punches Shinsou across the face. "Enough."

"You're both going to be punished for this," Iida warns. "It doesn't matter who started the fight; we're finishing it.' Iida shakes his head like a disappointed father. "We're UA students; we're supposed to be better than this. The zombies are the threat, not the living. We're trained to cooperate, not betray each other. If the pros saw how you two were behaving, they would be ashamed. And so would Mr. Aizawa and Vlad King. Principal Nezu."

When Shinsou and Tsuburaba try to get up, Sero restrains them with tape.

"Wait," Monoma urges, "it is not their fault." He smiles. "It's cabin fever. Being cooped up in the dorms for too long causes them to act out."

Tokoyami folds his arms. "Like dogs. If you keep it in a cage with another dog, eventually they will turn on each other."

"We're not dogs," Iida snaps.

"But the same logic still applies," Shoji speaks up, "being cooped up in the UA dorms is not good for morale."

"We trained in physical workouts," Shishida adds, "we would regularly go outside and use our quirks to our prepare ourselves for hero work. And now that it stopped, we have nothing to do. We need something to do or else more fights like this will happen."

"They're right," Deku nods. He leans against the wall behind him. "As much as I don't want to admit it, I think it's better if we all get out. We all need something to do besides doing nothing all day. It's been one week since we went to get supplies and we still haven't done anything since."

"I agree," Bakugou gives his infamous smirk, "I'm pumped to get out there and kill more zombies."

"The training camp," Awase calls out, "maybe this is the time we can do our training camp. You know, like last time. We've been talking and planning for about a week or two so why not do right now?"

"As much as I hate the idea of training ourselves until we feel like we're dying, I think they're right," Mina nods. "We should go out and do some training camp."

"But who is going to stay here?" Deku asks. "We need someone to stay here and watch the place but we're all cooped up in here."

The students look around and no one opts to stay behind.

"What about Hatsume?" Uraraka remembers. "She stays cooped up in her room all day."

"She keeps herself busy with making tools for us," Kirishima answers, "someone like her prefers hanging out with machines rather than other people."

Tsu sticks her tongue out. "So Hatsume is anti-social, ribbit?"

"Seems that way," Deku agrees.

"Okay, we can have Hatsume stay behind but we should leave a small party behind to watch."

Iida and Knedo look around before glancing at each other. They nod before turning to the class.

"We shall draw names and flip a coin to determine who will be staying here. There are thirty-seven of us so there should be at least ten or so staying behind."

The class heads back inside where Iida gets out a board with a spinner and numbers 1-20 written clockwise across the board. Kendo takes out a coin.

"Alright, we will do this by seat number and class. Heads will be Class A and Tails will be B. I will spin the spinner and whichever number it lands on, that person's seat number is chosen. Then determine which class that person will be from by a coin flip. For example, if the spinner lands on 1 and the coin lands on Heads, then the student with seat number 1 in Class A will stay here."

"Oh, I guess that makes sense." Mina rubs the back of her head. "And we'll alternate whenever we go out?"

"Anyone who stays behind will go with Kaminari on his next supply run," Kendo reasons.

Kaminari was already in the kitchen whipping up square waffles for Jirou.

Jirou joins him and they enjoy a patch of square waffles together straight from the toaster. "Wow, Kaminari, I didn't know you could cook."

"Told ya, I excel in surprising people." He sighs. "But what we saw out there... what do you think?"

"I think we're going to be screwed if we don't do something about morale." She closes her eyes. "It's a strain on our mental health not knowing when help will be arriving. And I hate to be that kid but I don't think help is coming."

"Uh, why such a downer, Jirou?"

"I'm not being a downer, I'm just being realistic. It's almost been four months and we still haven't been rescued. And all we get on the radio is static or emergency broadcasts playing on loop."

"You gotta have faith, Jirou. And hope."

She looks at him. "Pikachu, as a formal expert on watching The Walking Dead, when has hope ever lived up to its name?"

"What did you call me?" He slaps his forehead. "First my sister and now you? Come on, why does everyone call me Pikachu?"

Jirou laughs. "Have you seriously not seen Pokemon, moron?"

"Yeah, I've seen Pokemon and -" He pauses. "Oh, I get why people call me Pikachu now." He laughs. "I thought me and Pikachu had nothing in common but thinking about it..."

Jirou laughs once again. "You finally figured it out, idiot. Slowly but surely."

"Hey, a wise man once said 'Slow is smooth, and smooth is fast'."

"Yeah. Slow is smooth, for someone of your intelligence."

Kaminari rolls his eyes. "Shoulda seen that one coming."

"Alright!" Iida calls out. "Names have been called and here are the people who will be left behind."

People staying behind: Hatsume, Shinsou, Tsuburaba, Sero, Iida, Bondo, Tokoyami, Mina, Bakugou, Uraraka, Komori, and Manga.

"What?" Bakugou shouts. "Why am I staying behind?"

Sero laughs. "Because the pointer and the coin said so, pomeranian."

"You want me to blow your head off, tape arms?!"

"Not today."

Shinsou sits down on the lounge chair. "I'm staying behind."

"And so am I," Tsuburaba realizes.

"Your names weren't random," Kendo informs, "this is your punishment for starting a fight. You'll get to go next time but not today. Whatever is going on between you two, work it out amongst yourselves."

Shinsou and Tsuburaba look at each other. They clench their fists and ground their teeth but neither one makes the first move. After a few seconds, they avert their gaze and look to the ground.

"Are you guys going to behave?" Sero asks as he tugs on the tape binding them. "I don't mind keeping you guys chained like dogs but..."

"We're done with our temper tantrums," Shinsou answers. The 1B boy nods.

"Okay, I'm letting you off the tape but you're on a short leash."

"Duly noted."

"You can release them," Shiozaki begs, "I don't think they will try and harm themselves."

Sero looks at her. "You think or you know?"

"I know," she corrects herself. "I know they won't do any harm to each other."

"Okay, if you say so, Ibara." Sero releases the students from the tape and watches them. "Since I'm going to be staying here, I'll keep an eye on them."

Iida stands up. "Remember, when we got out to train, we're doing so to improve our quirks and try to figure out a way to defend ourselves against zombies. Those who didn't make the cut, stay here and recuperate and try and come up with ways to use your quirk against zombies. If you don't have a combat-related quirk, then try and train yourself in combat skills. Knives preferably."

"I know some martial arts," Kendo points out, "so for those who don't have too many combat quirks, I can teach you guys some tricks."

"Oh I know you know karate," Monoma smirks, "you can't seem to keep your karate chopping hands off of me."

Kendo smiles playfully and sarcastically. "Are you looking for me to use your neck as a karate-chopping board again, Monoma?"

The unoriginal phantom thief sweats and chuckles. "Well, uh... no."

"That's what I thought." Kendo's eyes drift to Kaminari and Jirou in the kitchen. "Hey, what are you two doing?"

Kaminari and Jirou look awardly at the students with a plate of waffles before them.

"Just having breakfast."

"You guys weren't supposed to eat," Kamakiri growls, "don't you understand the concept of rationing? How many waffles is that?"

"F-four?" Kaminari hesitates.

"You were supposed to only take one. Now two of us won't be eating."

"Oh." Kaminari grins nervously. "Sorry."

"You will be when I'm done with you."

"Stop," Kendo orders. She sighs heavily and rubs the back of her head. "If you're going to pull something from the fridge and eat, then at least inform us so we can keep track of how much food we have."

"Sorry." The electric boy looks away. "I'm sorry guys."

"If you feel so bad about it, then you can help pass out rations for today."

"What?"

"Yeah. There are thirty-seven of us and we can only ration at least ten pieces of small food a day if we want to make them last. And because you ate four waffles, that means there's only six pieces that we can spare."

Kuroiro smiles sarcastically at them. "Congratulations, only six of us can eat now."

"We're sorry," Jirou announces again.

Kendo goes into the fridge and pulls out three biscuits. She breaks each one in half, making six pieces. "I get that you guys are sorry and I'm sorry for snapping at you guys. Just... make it count."

Kaminari and Jirou take the biscuit pieces, three each, and look at the hungry students in the living room. The expressions on the students' faces vary from sad to angry to uninterested. The two look at each other and a silent conversation goes on between them. They stare into each other's eyes without saying anything but they understand each other. They move their lips in on-sensical ways but they make sense of their expressions. They look down at each other but neither one feels like they're alone in staring down at the ground in shame.

Kaminari and Jirou approach the students and watch their gazes pierce into their eyes, which happen to be the windows to the soul.

Who should I give a biscuit piece to? Damn, why is this so difficult to decide. I got three biscuit pieces and there were thirty-five people. Damn.

Kaminari heads to Kuroiro and hesitantly offers him a piece. "Hungry?"

Kuroiro takes the biscuit piece and hands it to Komori.

The mushroom girl looks down at the food. "Shroom?"

"You've been feeding us with your mushrooms so it's only fair we feed you every now and then."

Komori smiles at the shadow-themed boy and cries a few tears. "Thank you."

Oh my god, that smile. Kuroiro looks away and blushes. She smiled at me.

Jirou walks around the room with each of the students continuing to stare at her. Jirou averts her gaze and closes her eyes. When she finds the strength to open them, they land on Shiozaki. Without looking, she hands a biscuit piece to the religious girl and holds it in her hands.

"Thank you," Shiozaki simply says.

"Y-you're welcome." Jirou swallows the lump in her throat before looking around the room.

Some of the students curl their fingers into fists and begin trembling at the sight of the four remaining biscuits. Kamakiri has to restrain himself from lunging and taking a biscuit piece as Kaminari passes his side.

Kaminari meets up with Kirishima. He offers him a piece.

"Nah, that's okay man," the humbled Kirishima politely declines.

Sitting next to him, Tetsutetsu also shakes his head. "And I'm good too."

"Okay." Kaminari walks off and stops when he comes across Kaibara.

He hands a piece to Kaibara, who accepts it. Without looking, Kaibara holds his hand out to Kodai and waits for her to take the piece. Without hesitating, Kodai pushes his hand back. Looking up at him, Kaibara nods and eats the biscuit piece. He turns to Kaminari. "Thank you." He looks at his 'roommate'. "Thanks, Kodai."

Kodai nods with a grunt.

Kaminari has only one piece left and he stumbles upon Mineta. "Hungry?"

"Yeah." Mineta grabs the bread piece and prepares to down it before stopping suddenly.

If I give this biscuit piece to a girl, I'll look like a saint. Chicks dig saints.

"Tsu?" Mineta holds his hand out.

Tsu catches the biscuit piece with her tongue. "Thanks, Mineta, ribbit."

"I'm a nice guy." Mineta flashes a cheeky smile. "Remember that."

And that left only Jirou with the last two biscuit pieces. While everyone was distracted by Kaminari going around the room, Jirou handed it to the last person people expected. The only person whose angry face could not be seen.

Toru Hagakure.

"How nice of you." Hagakure downs the biscuit piece, leaving the rock and roll girl with only one piece left.

The students now state at her with ravenous looks in their eyes. Some of them were displaying how hungry they were by not concealing the sounds of their stomachs growling and the stomachs were growling loudly to the point didn't need her quirk.

But somewhere in the mind-boggling incident, a face comes up in the crowd, a face that wasn't present in the crowd.

"I'll be right back." Jirou turns and takes the stairway upstairs. When she gets to her targeted floor, she heads into one of the bedrooms. Using her quirk to hear the scraping sounds inside, Kirou opens the door to Hatsume's room.

"Hatsume?" Jirou whispers.

Hatsume has on her goggles, a jumpsuit that barely covers the look and smell of grease, and she has earbuds in, listening and bopping her head away to music. She uses a screwdriver to take apart a cell phone and tries to come up with some kind of invention.

Hopefully, this invention won't be a waste of resources. Jirou spots the defective junk from Hatsume's failed inventions in the corner of the room.

"Hastume?"

The girl pauses and removes an earbud. "That's my name."

"Are you hungry?" She holds up the food. "I got one biscuit piece in my hand so..."

"Right this way; a working brain requires a full and fat brain." She catches the biscuit piece like a baseball and pops it into her mouth. "Thanks a bunch; I'll be sure to make you something special."

"Oh, by the way, just so you know, we're going through with the training camp thing."

"Good for you." She goes back to working on taking the phone apart.

"And uhh... did you want to come?"

"Nope." She pulls the SIM card out. "I'm not really suited for combat. But I'll pull my weight when my babies help save your lives in battle."

"Okay then. Looking forward to it."

Jirou closes the door behind her and returns downstairs. When she reaches the living room, the others notice the last biscuit piece gone.

'You gave it to Hatsume," Shoda realizes, "I guess it was only fair considering that she's still locked in her room."

"I'm sorry I couldn't feed everyone." Jirou closes her eyes and feels the tears coming. "I didn't mean to waste food."

"I don't envy your job," Uraraka mentions, "Iida and Kendo are brave and strong for handing out rations."

"That's supposed to be my line." Jirou heads into the kitchen and puts up her coffee mug. Without facing the crowd, she begins drinking the rest of her lukewarm coffee.

Kaminari joins her. "I am so sorry; I completely forgot to ration food."

"No, I should've known." Jirou puts her mug down. "I should've known that we're supposed to ration food." There were still several waffle bites on their plates. Without looking back and trying to push as much of their presence out of their mind, they eat the rest of their food in peace while the guilt eats them alive.

When they're done with their plates, they put them in the dishwasher along with their empty mugs filled with hot coffee turned lukewarm.

After that whole debacle was done, Iida quickly took out a piece of paper and a map and laid it on the table. "Alright then, if it's settled, we should pick a spot to do some training. Kaminari, you have been outside the walls the most; what do you say?"

Kaminari comes over. "Oh, well, I'd avoid the city obviously. But there are a couple of mountain ranges we can use. It's a lot of open land, kinda like the real training camp with the Wild Pussycats."

"Wild, Wild Pussycats," Sero corrects, "if we start forgetting what things used to be called, then humanity is ultimately doomed."

"Wild, Wild Pussycats," Kaminari repeats.

"Good to know." Iida looks at the map. "How far away are these open lands on the mountain?"

Kaminari points to the map.

"Okay. If we're right here then that means..." Iida drags his finger across the map. "That's 29 kilometers out."

"But we'll be away from the city and the forest is too dense for too many zombies to get through," Deku argues. "Besides, if there are any loud quirks, we can train in caves to minimize the chances of attracting zombies."

"That seems like a good idea. I can only trust Kendo's judgment as she will be the one to lead you guys there."

"I'm not driving," Kuroiro mentions, "I'm done crashing."

"I'll drive," Monoma figures, "besides, it'll be better for Class 1B to have more drivers than Class 1A; it'll show our superiority to those Class 1A JERKS!"

~HAHAHAHAHAH~

CHOP!

Monoma falls to the ground. Kendo rolls her eyes. "Monoma, I'm going to age ten years because of you." She picks him up and drags him away.

Tsuburaba and Shinsou look at each other.

"What?" Tsuburaba demands.

"Nothing, just thinking back to what I said earlier."

The air boy says nothing.

"Everyone pack up," Iida orders. "The sooner we start training, the better."

"We should send a scout out first, four-eyes," Bakugou tells them, "just in case there are zombies out."

"No problem." Kaminari grabs his jacket off the couch. "I can ride there and be back in like thirty or forty minutes."

"I'll go with you." Jirou follows him. "Don't want you getting lost on the way there."

Kuroiro smiles. "Same here."

Putting on his shoes and blue sunglasses, Kaminari heads out the door and climbs on his bike. As Jirou loads up on the back, another passenger joins them beside Kuroiro.

"Komori," Kuroiro gasps, "what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to go with you, shroom."

"Oh."

Kaminari looks back. "Well, I can't go 96 with four people riding this bike but hop on. It'll be a fun ride." He pulls up his mask with the diagonal lightning bolt.

Like before, Jirou scoots as close to Kaminari's back and hugs him tightly. Komori sits on the very back of the bike and is on the verge of falling before Kuroiro merges into Jirou's leather jacket and holds two strong arms around Komori's body.

"All aboard." Kaminari punches in the gate code and opens it up. "We'll be back in like an hour or two."

Deku comes out the front door. "Good luck."

Kaminari rides off with the other three in town behind him and Deku quickly closes the gate. After he closes the gate, Bakugou approaches him with his hands in his pockets.

"What's with that look, nerd?"

Deku looks at the angry pomeranian with an uncertain look on his face. "Do you think they'll be okay?"

Bakugou looks up and pretends to think. "Let's see, that scouting squad consists one of electric boy who can take down hordes of zombies with one shot but goes dumb after said shot, a girl with weird ears that has useless sonic attacks but can cause zombies to stumble by tearing the ground apart, a boy who can merge into shadows and move freely through them to run away, and a mushroom girl whose only hope for combating zombies is by blinding them. I'd say they have a pretty good chance of dying."

Deku laughs. "That's what you said about Kaminari going out to scout earlier in the apocalypse, remember? And then the next time he went scouting. And then the next. And the next. And the next."

"I get it you damn nerd, shut up."

"And the next. And the next. And the next. And the next."

Bakugou blasts Deku away.

Character Cards

Shizuo Murata (Nice Driver in Chapter 4)

Quirk: Irrelevant

Occupation: Househusband

Age: 33

Birthday: March 15th

Height: 170cm

Blood Type: B

Likes: Green beans

Other Facts: Draws hentai.

Yosuke Ukita (Off-duty officer/asshole driver in Chapter 4)

Quirk: Irrelevant

Occupation: Police officer

Age: 38

Birthday: August 16th

Height: 182cm

Blood Type: O

Likes: Caterpillars

Other Facts: Recently promoted to lieutenant.