Chapter two of procrastinating my other fanfiction :D Thankyou everyone who commented!! You're all so sweet!
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Ashido exited the video then entered into the next one.
The screen showed Midnight and Oboro and Mic all at the cafeteria in UA.
The place was loud, people chattering left and right and food occasionally being dropped.
"Hey you'all! Welcome back to episode two of our videos!" Hizashi smiled brightly at the camera.
"We have about 6 minutes until we have to get back to class" Oboro groaned and let his head drop onto the table as Nemuri reminded them.
"Awh com'n Oboro! That's no attitude to have towards hero education! The sports festival is coming up in 3 months! Time flies so quickly! We have to be prepared!" Nemuri overdramatized her body language as she sprawled out on the table next to Oboro.
"But it's maathh, I don't have the braincells to do it right noww" Oboro whined into the table.
"But we're not doing it 'right now' " chirped Hizashi as he cleaned up their dirty dishes and napkins.
" 'Zashi's right! We're doing math in 6 minutes! Not 'now' ". Nemuri smirked as Oboro groaned into the table again.
"Whatever"
Hizashi and Nemuri giggled at that.
After a few minutes of shuffling around the bell rang.
The trio started walking through the school's halls toward their next class- math-.
"Hey hotie" some tall dude with blond hair and green eyes who wore his UA uniform in a way that screamed 'school badie' walked up and grabbed Nemuri's arm.
"Hey don't touch her!" Oboro quickly grabbed the guy's wrist.
The phone was dropped as Hizashi apparently let it go to free his hands to defend Nemuri.
"What are you two going to do about it?" The guy smirked.
The camera angle had the image of their feet and the floor.
"Anyway, what's your number girli?"
"Like Shirakumo said…*inahle* LET HER GO!!" Hizashi enhanced his voice with his quirk and screamed at the guy, causing the camera audio to blank for a few seconds after the sound of glass shattering.
Soon there were more feet and steps in the audio.
"Shirakumo, Yamada, to the principal's office!"
"But sensei! He was grabbing Nemuri's wrist without her permission!" Oboro screeched.
"No I was not! These fools are trying to blame me for something I didn't do!"
"I will not tolerate any complaints. Move it. Now."
The phone was picked up and Hizashi's face appeared on screen. He looked furious.
Oboro was to his left. Nemuri sent an apologetic glance their way before continuing to her class.
Hizashi sighed and the video cut.
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Author's note: welll, I have absolutely no idea where I was going with that. As soon as I went to write my brain and all its ideas for this fic went out the second story window. TT The videos might not be in chronological order, depending if I get an idea that needs to be before they meet Aizawa. Anyway I'm getting pretty excited to write that scene so I might do it next just because I really want to :P hope you enjoyed? This was mostly written just to get a chapter out..idk.