SilverPsychic; …So…Halloween is over…but you guys still get a taste of my story plot! The next few chapters are still going to be all about my creative writing, not based on the Manga or the Anime. This will be solely to fix up some plot holes and add a little more character development! This story has been fairly reliant on the Anime, basically copying it and adding my small twists. But now this story is building up to its own, still based on the Anime/Manga, and will lean on it still. With some added lore now though! It shall be a little more detailed and excitable! For those who have stuck around, thank you. Now the story is getting better! I promise! More of Mephlies, Tails Doll, the Chaos Emeralds, and other Sonic Characters to come! DISCLAIMER! I DO NOT OWN SONIC OR MHA! THEY BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS! Thank you!
Chapter 28; Principal's Office
True to his promise, Silver had spent days looking for any record of Ikari. After tons of research, Silver found enough proof of Ikari to have a small private funeral for him. He also found Amai, hosting one for her as well. Both out of respect for the person and name, hoping they would finally rest well. Silver also kept his promise to Bakugo, explaining he kept Tails Doll as a comfort to keep his home close. With a few minor adjustments such as more fluff and a bath, Tails Doll looked like a nice plushie version of Tails. Silver hid the once-haunted doll in the corner of his bed, feeling a little more at peace himself after this whole thing. Yeah, detention sucked. Silver also got a lowered grade due to the detention, but he still would happily accept those instead of being stuck in that haunted house. Once the teachers heard about what happened, they told the city the building needed to be knocked down. And it was. It wasn't built into anything new, simply left as a nice plot of land for the resting souls. The psychic knew it wasn't a perfect ending, but it wasn't half bad either.
But enough about Halloween already. Silver hated that holiday for sure. The candy was a nice treat after all that had happened. But he was ready to just let those events rest in the past and move on with the happy treats. Silver was happy to wave goodbye to October and close that chapter. (A\N; Lol me too-) The psychic's hedgehog ear flicked as he took in the crisp November smells. One week into this new month, Silver still had many sweet treats left. The psychic hedgie-boy popped a bubble gum into his mouth as he walked. The leaves fluttered down from the trees in shades of prominent yellows and browns while reds and oranges were mixed among the colors as well. He loved fall, most berries were ripe and delicious with yummy smells among the gentle breezes. It was surreal to the time traveler. As he chewed he thought deeply, his walk back to UA was always so peaceful and beautiful.
The cafe has not been as busy as in previous days, and Silver had a good feeling about today. The sky was a vibrant blue which always made him smile, the cafe had been calm and school had been easy. Finally, some chill time. What could he do? Perhaps baked something new, tried a new hobby, or finished that book he had been reading. Silver tugged the hairband holding his ivory locks up, gently letting his hair fall. He only wore his hair up when he had to work, long hair and food meant health code rules needed to be followed. Letting his hair down, Silver sighed happily as the leaves crunched underfoot. His soft red scarf covered his nose to protect his face from the nip of the breeze. The ivory-haired freshman came up to a crosswalk and pressed the button, waiting for his turn to walk. The cars drove past and Silver put the hair band around his wrist and began to untie the back of his apron while he waited. His phone vibrated in his pocket, making him jump a little in surprise.
The psychic figured it was Izuku checking on how Silver's walk return was going. He pulled the phone out of his pocket just as he got another text. One, go figure, was from Izuku. The other was from the class group chat and it made his stomach churn. He unlocked his phone and glanced up, still couldn't walk, then read Izuku's message first. Yes, once he figured out how Silver had given Izuku a silly contact. Problematic Bones: Hey Silver, heading back to the dorms safely? Or did something come up? It was a routine by now, especially since Class 1-A were all walking villain magnets. Occasionally Silver had extra shifts or stayed to help Akira (his coworker who was in her twenties) with something. That kinda made Izuku panic and go into 'Holy crap Silver has been kidnapped!' mode the first time Silver got off work later than usual. So Izuku always double-checked Silver was safe in returning to the dorms, and if he wasn't, Deku was on it quickly.
Silver quickly responded with a short Yep at the crosswalk now As the light turned green for him to walk. After double checking it was clear, he quickly got across the road and continued heading to UA. Once he was safe on the sidewalk, Silver chuckled a little. Izuku knew Silver had his best friend down as something silly, so Midoriya mirrored Silver's actions. Concussion Prone. That's what Izuku had Silver down as, a fairly fitting nickname. Not wasting time on the memories of the silly names, Silver checked the class group chat. The message said; Mr. Aizawa: Silver, head to the principal's office as soon as possible. Being sent in the group chat, the whole class saw it. Silver cringed a little at Kaminari, Sero, and Ashido's hype and questions to see him get in trouble. Others like Midoriya, Jirou, Uraraka, and Iida were more confused and concerned. Aizawa didn't answer anyone's questions though and Silver wasn't sure what he did wrong.
Ignoring the rest of the chat exploding in 'Ooooo's and 'You're in trouble!'s and 'Wait, what happened?'s, the ivory hedgie-boy slowed a little on his walk. What had he done? His mind began racing with worry, picking at every small little thing he had done that could mean he was in trouble. It was hard to tell Aizawa's tone over text, or in general. Silver wasn't good with social cues and stuff anyway so it was a bit harder for him. With a frown, Silver looked up from his phone and began walking faster to UA. Silver waved to a passing cyclist and glanced back at his phone. Was Aizawa mad or was he just upset that Silver did not sign his name on an assignment? Being told to the principal's office was a first…and Silver did not enjoy this feeling. The worried first-year didn't want to make his teacher more upset with a delayed response, so he just said K. Silver didn't know what else to say.
Being quick as worry nipped at his heels, Silver lifted himself in his power. The psychic flew towards the UA gate, man what did he do? With a click of a few buttons (normally students used the scan and their student ID to get in but Silver didn't have a student ID-), the gate opened and Silver quickly followed the pathway to Heights Alliance. He had to drop off his Cafe uniform after all, he wasn't very excited about the commentary he was going to get. With a soft plink, Silver landed outside the dormitory, and already he could hear the commotion. Maybe he could just toss the apron inside and make a break for it? With a breath, he sprung the door open and tossed his apron onto the hook.
"Silver!" Hagakure shouted and grabbed his arm before the ivory teen could bolt, "What did you do?! You're never in trouble! Ok, sometimes you are, but that's because you were with Midoriya." Silver grimaced as Hagakure pulled him inside, the psychic gripping onto the door handle for dear life, "But this time you're in trouble by YOURSELF!"
The boy in question was trying hard to scramble out the door without further question, "Yeah, that is not normal…what happened? What did you do?" Jiruo asked with a more concerned tone, and Silver groaned a little at the invisible girl yanking at his arm.
"I don't know, but I don't want to make Aizawa more mad by not showing up."
Silver quickly got out of Hagakure's grasp and bolted in his power. He knew he was going to owe them an explanation later…hopefully it wasn't too bad… Stopping an inch before crashing into the principal's window, Silver dropped himself to the ground. Entering the quiet building, his metal boot hit the linoleum as he ran to the said room. Coming to a stop, he double-checked the sign reading 'Principal Nezu's Office' and sighed. Welp…with a deep breath, he opened the door. Principal Nezu sat at his desk, writing something down. Aizawa, All Might, Midnight, and Present Mic all sat at a table sipping tea and chatting about lessons and whatnot. All eyes turned to Silver when they heard the panicked freshmen enter. Nezu looked up and smiled brightly.
"Hello Silver, you got here fast." The tiny leader of the school waved and motioned for Silver to sit next to the teachers, "Grab yourself some tea, please get settled and calm down. I believe we are going to be here for a while." Silver's ears dipped, he must have done something really bad…
Choosing what he considered to be the safe option, Silver sat next to All Might and grabbed himself a small cup of tea. Sipping the soothing warm liquid, Silver tried to ease his nerves. The psychic quietly hummed, this tea was quite good. If he wasn't so worried about what he did wrong he would have asked what brand it was, or better yet what flavor. Setting his cup down, Silver looked at the teachers and the mousey principal.
"S-So…" Silver muttered with his gaze falling back to the tea, "What did I do…?" His tail wagged a little as he awaited the answer.
Aizawa shifted, "You tell me." Silver tensed as his mind ran through all the possibilities of what he did wrong.
Guilt flooded his system as he thought, "I-Is this about the plate…? I-I didn't mean to drop it! My hands were soapy and it slipped…But I-I replaced it!" He admitted with a look of shame, wringing his hands in worry as Aizawa shook his head, "The pot…? That was also an accident, I misread the recipe instructions and I didn't realize that carmel could burn so easily…B-But I replaced that too! I promise!" He began to sweat when Aizawa still shook his head, no…it wasn't either of those…? What else had Silver done wrong to get in trouble for…? "O-Oh…I turned in all my homework right…? Paid all the bills I needed to…Is this about the doll? I didn't think I would get in trouble for having a plush…" Silver murmured worrily and Aizawa shook his head again and the overthinking psychic bit his lip in thought.
"Carmel? Dang kid, you need to start sending some of those sweets over here. How much have I been missing out on?" Midnight laughed and leaned forward, looking at Silver, "You can't keep gatekeeping all those goodies." The first year smiled sheepishly and apologized, he didn't know the teachers also wanted his baked goods…was that what he was in trouble for? Not sharing?
All Might pat Silver's head and ruffled his hair a lot like Sonic did to Tails, "No Young Silver, you're not in trouble. Eraser is just pulling your leg." Aizawa glared blankly at All Might for ruining the opening to get Silver to admit to anything bad. Pleasantly surprised though Silver only felt guilty for a broken plate and a burnt pan. Silver, on the other hand, relaxed a lot hearing he wasn't here because he did something wrong.
"Oh…" Silver closed his eyes with a thankful sigh, visibly melting with that weight off him, "Wait, what?" Opening his eyes, the psychic glanced at his legs, "...But Mr. Aizawa isn't touching me. He's not pulling my leg." His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he moved his legs.
"It's an idiom." Mic laughed a little seeing Silver take the phrase seriously, "It means he was just playing around with you, making you believe something that's not true as a joke." The laughing English teacher explained, his voice much louder than it needed to be on the other side of All Might.
The hedgie-boy gripped his ears onto his head, trying to keep his hearing with the loud teacher. "Oh," Silver mumbled, hesitating to lift his hands off his ears. Once he was sure Mic wasn't going to start talking again, Silver let go of his ears, "So then…why am I here?" The ivory-haired teen asked in confusion.
Nezu raised his little paw-like hand to get their attention as he spoke, "I do believe we should get straight to the point of Silver." The tiny principal put his paw onto the papers he had been dealing with, "Would you like to become an official UA student?" Silver froze and his breath hitched, "You have been here for about 3 months, you're a wonderful student and an amazing hero." Nezu announced with a smile before sweetly adding, "This is completely up to you, of course."
His amber eyes widened, Silver couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was a big shock for him to hear that announcement, even if it shouldn't have been. It was true, Silver had been an unofficial student for 3 months and there was no sign of his family so…it only really made sense for them to kick him out or make him official. He couldn't have a free trial forever. The psychic's brain raced to comprehend it, this was amazing news! Silver was so happy he forgot to respond, so he just kinda stared at Nezu in shock. When the tiny principal cleared his throat, Silver's brain began rebooting like an old computer again.
"You see, I understand this might be a hard decision for you," Nezu looked down at the papers with a look of empathy, "But your family hasn't been around to pick you up. And there are no government records about you or your family." Oh, shoot, right, of course, the teachers had looked into it…that probably made him look suspicious, "Your background is as a mystery to you as it is to us!" All Might chuckled a little and pat Silver reassuringly as Nezu spoke, "All of us UA faculty agreed it was better to keep you here than let you leave after everything. You are a wonderful hero and it would be a shame to waste that, plus, a good child like you shouldn't be thrown out onto the streets for no reason," Nezu looked back at Silver with a smile that made the psychic relax a little, "It's clear to me at least your family has no interest in returning. So you have nowhere to go," Nezu raised his paw-like hands up into the air to sell the effect as he announced with a happy smile, "We would be more than happy to allow UA to be your new home, Silver!"
All Might rubbed Silver's shoulder comfortingly and the Hedgie-boy teared up, it was all so much. Silver didn't need Nezu's explanation to say yes, his brain was just too shocked to respond. The former number one smiled, knowing the truth about Silver and he was happy to give Silver some place to call home. Aizawa raised an eyebrow while Midnight and Mic leaned closer to hear Silver's response excitedly.
"Of course, you don't have to choose this li-" Aizawa began and his student cut him off in a happy shout.
"YES!" Silver nodded quickly without hesitation, "I'd love that! I'd love to become an official student!" Nezu smiled happily as Midnight, Mic, and All Might and clapped and cheered…Aizawa just smiled softly before quickly hiding it, "I just don't have the money to pay for the course…" The ivory Hedgie boy's face fell into a frown when the thought crossed his mind, "I'd have to pick up another job or two, but then I wouldn't have time for school…"
"Don't worry your little head," Midnight grinned and patted Silver on the head like a small child, "We've been making some preparations just for you. Since you're a special case."
Nezu shifted the paperwork forward a little bit toward Silver, "You see, UA has plenty of money so we are well off in the financial department." Silver took a sip of his tea to calm his nerves as he glanced at the papers, "UA doesn't do scholarships, but you have earned one. You can get the hero course with all expenses paid like any other student but by the school. That doesn't mean any difference between you and the rest of your class. You will still have all the same benefits but with all expenses paid." Nezu grew a little more serious, "Though, you need to keep good grades. If you get a solid class mark below a B- you will lose your scholarship." …rough…if he failed one too many tests he could lose his home… "But I don't feel the need to worry about that, you are a top student after all." Nezu grew chipper again and Silver took a looooong sip of tea, this was all a lot of information at once.
"So…if I get a class grade that's below a B- on my report card…I'll lose my scholarship." He echoed as he swallowed the tea nervously, somehow…he felt like this was Nezu being generous…. "Got it." Silver didn't want to push his luck already, he was lucky enough to get this offer to begin with.
Present Mic nodded, "Yep! There's gonna be a lot of legal paperwork since you don't have any government records, let alone anyone as your guardian." Silver cringed at the loud teacher again, Mic wasn't yelling at least…he was trying to be quieter around Silver despite his clear excitement, "This is gonna take about a week or two to file through so we're gonna need to talk to you about it a lot. This means pulling you out of class and asking for your help on a lot of paperwork the parent would normally deal with. Plus extra since we don't know much about your back story kiddo!"
"And even more than that since we picked you up during the Kamino battle with the eyeless creep." Midnight sighed a little and Silver frowned a little, "It's gonna be a paperwork battle. A week is the best time it'll take to get it all dealt with."
Silver nodded, his appearance could be legally troublesome. He knew that much already. Gripping the tea the psychic frowned a little more. Legal stuff was something he wasn't good at. Hopefully, this won't be part of a test in the future…if it were to be then it better be taught very well. But for now, since he was the cause of the legal mess it only seemed fair he would help fix it. With a nod, Silver took another sip of tea.
"Also, you are going to have to take an entrance exam. So we can get a proper record of you as a student. We already know a lot about your quirk and how well you work, so you won't be taking the traditional entrance exam." Aizawa explained as Nezu began writing something down, "This exam will be more of a quirk assessment test, but for legal reasons, it also needs to accommodate the entrance exam." Silver again nodded, that made sense…sort of? "This test will be accommodated to fit you entering mid-way through the school year." Aizawa fiddled with his scarf as he spoke. So, Silver was taking a different exam than the one Izuku took? (A\N; Not me realizing they just adopted a child and let an unofficial student that had only been there for like 2 weeks get a provisional hero license without a second thought…then proceeded to let a child with a baby hero license stick around for 3 months and continue to consider him an unofficial student. THEY COULDA COUNTED HIM AS OFFICIAL SEEING HE GOT A LICENSE-)
"Oh," Silver nodded and began to grow a smile again, "Yeah, that makes sense." He took another sip of his tea, happily enjoying the warm liquid, "So-"
Aizawa stopped Silver midway, "Do not tell your class about this." The psychic tensed in confusion, why-? "I don't want them to get all excited for something that isn't solid. If something were to go wrong in the legal process and the system was to deny you, they'll just run off to the Heroes Committee and do something stupid." …ok, Aizawa wasn't exactly wrong, but he wasn't exactly right either- "We are going to try and make you an official student, but if something were to go wrong, it's best to not get anyone's hopes up too high. Especially Midoriya's. He's a problem child…" The teacher grumbled and Silver nodded.
That was…probably a good idea to not tell his class about this situation just yet… "OK, fair point. But…what do I tell them? They aren't gonna leave me alone without an explanation. You did call me to the principal's office in the group chat…everyone saw it…" Silver mumbled and Aizawa shrugged. All Might thought for a moment.
"You could explain we brought you here to ask why you kept destroying cookware." The former number one suggested and Silver choked on his drink, "Or we were explaining you need to stop counting swimming in lakes as showering?" Those were some embarrassing suggestions, but Silver would take either of them. It was better than what he had…which was nothing.
"Ok, that works…" Silver murmured as he put his drink down, "So, when are we gonna do the physical exam thingy?" All Might laughed at Silver's enthusiasm to become a student as quickly as he could.
"When we get about mid-way with the paperwork." Nezu responded happily, "Now, speaking of which, we should start filling this out as soon as we can." The tiny mousy principal handed Silver a pencil, "Ready?"
Tugging at his gym uniform, the psychic slipped his arm through the sleeve. He huffed as he zipped the top half of the uniform on, trying to psych himself up for what was upcoming. So far, all the legal work had been a struggle, but it had also been working. They had not gotten any red flags yet, so Silver was permitted to do the entrance exam. His class on the other hand…wasn't too happy Silver was so secretive. The ivory boy did attempt what All Might suggested, but he was a terrible liar. No help that Izuku knew him inside and out, who knew a fanboy could double as a detective? Silver fumbled the excuse and left with no other option…he just wouldn't say a peep about why he kept getting dragged out of class at random times. Adjusting his collar, Silver looked in the male locker room mirror. It wasn't like he could fail this test, but he had underestimated how nerve-wracking it was.
Silver opened the door trying to remain confident. Maybe he swung the door a little too open though because it slammed into the wall. The psychic jumped hearing the crash when the door met the wall. Feeling awkward, he decided it was best to get going. His class was all so close-knit due to them knowing each other since the beginning. Silver still hadn't learned what the Sports Festival was or what the entrance exam was like for the other students. In all reality, he had no idea what he was running into. Knowing Aizawa though, Silver expected it to stretch to his limits. Exiting the building and taking a sharp right, the ivory hedgie boy's metal boots hit the soft dirt below. Seeing Mr. Aizawa awaiting Silver in the training field, the currently unofficial freshmen waved to his teacher.
"I'm here Mr. Ai-" A ball whirled at him and hit him straight in the head, "OW!" Silver stumbled to a stop and grabbed this bruised forehead as the ball tumbled to the ground, "What a hello…." The psychic mumbled as he pouted, clearly he hadn't been expecting to be hit by a ball.
"Fail," Aizawa replied monotonously and began to walk away.
W-WHAT?! Silver panicked seeing his teacher leave before the test started. Or, was catching a ball the whole test-?! "W-What?! But nothing even happened!" The horrified psychic quickly fumbled to pick up the ball as Aizawa continued to walk away, "Nonononono! Come on, please?" Aizawa stopped for a moment as Silver trailed behind him.
Holding the ball up to his teacher, Silver desperately begged for another chance, "Man I love being a teacher in these moments." Aizawa spun around with one of those signature smiles and Silver frowned, he played the fool and fell into another trap, "If that were the test alone I'd have happily done that at any time I wanted." The sleep-deprived teacher took the ball from Silver, calming down from his mad grin, "But no, that's not the test. I'm not magic enough to know your speed and weight by how well your reflexes are." Aizawa stared at the ball before correcting himself, "Excuse me, how bad your reflexes are."
Silver frowned as he rubbed his bruise, more emotionally sore than physically so, "Oh…" Aizawa directed Silver to a large strip of dirt that had a camera/timer on one end and a runner's starting block on the other, "So…what are the tests?"
Aizawa motioned to the strip of dirt with the ball, "You will start by taking the Quirk Assessment Test, which contains eight physical tests so I can properly take note of where you are currently. After that, we will do an obstacle course which will count as your entrance exam." With a dark and tiered look, Aizawa glared at Silver, "You still have to earn your spot, just like the others. Sure, your test will be different, but if you fail the entrance exam," The psychic felt his throat go dry, so…there was a way to fail… "You will not get a spot in UA. You either pass and get a scholarship or you fail and end up on the streets." Aizawa was dead serious and it made Silver shutter, was it just him or did these teachers enjoy taunting him with the fact that if he loses…he'll lose everything? "We will not be playing favorites just because you're a scholarship kid. Got it?" Silver nodded quickly as he swallowed hard, "Good, now let's start with the Quirk Assessment Test." (A\N; Yes, Originally Aizawa said Silver would take the Assessment Test as his entrance exam. But by learning some new legal rules they hadn't thought of earlier in the development…Silver has to take both. He was forewarned of this though, so no surprise to our hedgehog.)
The unenthused teacher seemed to enjoy making the psychic anxious, "R-Right...eight physical tests…" Silver took a deep breath to calm his nerves and attempted to hide his quivering, "They are..?"
"50-Meter Dash, Grip Strength, Standing Long Jump, Repeated Side Steps, Ball Throw, Seated Toe-touch, Sit-ups and Long-distance Run." Erasure Head replied emotionlessly, those seemed easy enough… "We'll do them in order of how I listed them. You may use your quirk however you see fit to improve your results unless I say otherwise. There are a few tests where your quirk is prohibited so we can see your natural body's strength, flexibility, and speed." The hedgie-boy brushed a hand through his hair, Silver couldn't help but feel a little underwhelmed with what his teacher was explaining, "You better give it your all."
He was half expecting Aizawa to say something more or for someone to come out of the bushes and say "WE'RE GOING TO THE OLYMPICS!" or something. But obviously, that didn't happen. So Silver only nodded again as Aizawa guided him to the starting blocks. Getting into position, Silver let his gloves and hands rest against the ground. His left foot was on the higher pedal while his right is on the further one. Once the robo camera/timer thing shouted "Go!" Silver sprung forwards. With that solid launch, Silver leaped forward about a foot (more or less) and before he could start losing momentum, that cyan aura washed over his figure. He could use his quirk and that gave him the upper hand. Pushing himself forward as fast as he could, Silver landed on the other side of the track softly.
Aizawa's eyes widened in surprise as the robot announced the astonishing record, "1.12 Seconds!" Silver only on the other hand grumbled, still much slower than Sonic…he had been hoping after all this training he'd have been faster.
Don't get him wrong, last time he'd tested himself he was somewhere in the two-second mark. He was faster…but not as fast as he'd hoped. Sonic could have cleared that in 0.75 seconds if not less. He wanted to be able to give Sonic a good challenge the next time they met, the time traveler was fairly tired of having to pay for Sonic's chili dogs because he kept losing these races. But on the positive side, he was a whole second faster! And that was only from 3 months of training! That was amazing progress! Aizawa nodded, fairly impressed with that result. In all honesty, he didn't know Silver was a speed type.
The Grip Strength result was more of an expected result. It was no surprise Silver was fairly quirk-reliant, so his grip strength was more around where Izuku's was when he first started. 62.0kg. That was without using his quirk since Silver wasn't sure how his psychokinesis could help with this without just using his psychokinesis to do it. Aizawa looked at the results thoughtfully before tapping it.
"Try just doing it with your quirk, I'll put that down separately."
Squeezing that grip as hard as he could with his quirk, even Silver was shocked to see the major difference. 8,755.38kg. Both teacher and student alike stared in shock…perhaps this was caused by all the time he had to catch skyscrapers before they crushed him-? (A\N; Yep…uh, with his psychics…da boy can lift roughly around 158757.33kg/350,000lb but only for a little bit and in dire situations. Because he has lifted skyscrapers in dire situations-) Silver couldn't have been happier he was on the hero side…
The Long Distance jump was no issue. Just a small thought and he was safely across. The Repeated Side Step was a little more rough, in 5 seconds he got 130 side steps. Aizawa tossed the ball to Silver again who caught it this time. Hearing the rules, Silver gripped the ball tightly. Stepping back, leaning back and-
"Mr. Aizawa!" Izuku's voice echoed from around the corner and Silver fumbled with the ball, "Do you mind if me and Kacchan spar a little for-" Throwing the ball as far as he could, Silver hid his hand which was glowing as he continued to lift the ball far out of Izuku's sight, "...Silver?" Deku frowned in confusion seeing Silver in his gym suit with Aizawa, "Whats-"
"No Sparring." Aizawa said sharply as Silver continued to lift the ball far out of eyesight, "Get to class Midoriya, Now." The teacher hissed as his eyes glowed that fateful crimson and Aizawa's ebony locks lifted upwards, "Or Detention." Izuku hesitated, locking eyes with Silver in a 'Something is up and I'll figure it out' look before running back to class. The worn-out pro glanced at the tablet, "Hmm, like Uraraka…" He mumbled as Silver finally let go of the ball.
Silver glanced at the time, completely ignoring the score he had gotten, "Oh, it's lunchtime already…?" That explained why Izuku wasn't in class… "Well, three more to go!" (A\N; His score; Infinity)
Those three final tests were the hardest. They were the ones that Silver wasn't allowed to use his quirk. The Seated-Toe Touch wasn't that bad since Silver was a bit flexible. The Sit-Ups were a bit more frustrating (He got 73 before he gassed out) but by far the Long-Distance Run was the hardest. Silver may have been fast in his psychokinesis…but on foot… not. Running…on foot…was something he hated…Silver collapsed on the dirt below as he panted. The hedgie-boy stared at the blue sky above, covered in sweat and dirt from that final run. Aizawa glanced down at him emotionlessly, it was clear Silver relied on his quirk a little too much…that probably meant Silver was gonna face more physical training soon-
"Hmm, it's fairly apparent what your strengths and weaknesses are." Azaiwa tapped his foot a little, "Go change into your school uniform and have lunch, we'll deal with the entrance exam after you recharge." Silver looked at his teacher thankfully and slowly pulled himself up.
Silver wiped the dirt off his clothes and nodded, "Thank you Mr. Azaiwa." The psychic slowly departed from his teacher to go change and get the lunch he needed.
SilverPsychic; Eyyy! So yeah, I messed up that 'Official student' thing. I'm laughing so hard while writing this, what a plot hole!
Izuku; I'm surprised you just now noticed….
SilverPsychic; I'm dumb ok? T.T Seriously though, it's just kinda a joke now. Oops, sorry for the plot hole but I'm sure as heck making a joke outta it!
Silver; Why do you do this? Draw major attention to your mistakes and plotholes in your stories just to laugh at them?
Izuku; It's kind of funny actually.
SilverPsychic; I'm walking comedy relief. It's my job to laugh at myself, that's a healthy response! Right-?
Silver; *shrugs* Wait, YOU DID THE FIRST A\N WITHOUT US?! WHY?!
SilverPsychic; …..NEXT TIME-
Sonic; OH NO YOU DON- *Psy clamps a hand over Sonic's mouth*
SIlverPsychic; NEXT TIME! Make or Break Moment! After two hearty bowls of Udon, Silver heads to the UA Sports Statuim where he is met with the question, Can He Do It? One of the most crucial moments in this story depends on how I write this next chapter. Before you say; Ah there is no way Psy will make him fail! Think again. He will either stay in UA or become a Vigilante Hero. So come and join us to figure out how Silver will do in the exam that will alter his life on this planet. Despite whichever way this chapter turns, I promise more Sonic Characters in later chapters! I can't promise, however, that Izuku's and Silver's friendship won't falter or crumble.
Silver; …In the words of Horikoshi… 'To all the five-year-old boys out there; I'm sorry this story got so dark.' …Imscaredformyfuture-