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"Peter! GET UP!"
Peter jumped out of his bed and landed on the ceiling, looking around for the source of the loud shout. Mirko was standing next to his bed, looking very annoyed.
"Break's over kid. Get ready and go to school."
Peter dropped from the ceiling and walked to his dresser. He started grabbing his stuff and got ready to take a shower, but then he froze and peered back into the drawer. He still had the 7 bloody knives from the hospital. He meant to give them back to Toga, but he kept forgetting. He couldn't keep them here any longer because Mirko might find them, but he also couldn't show up to UA with knives in his bag.
"Screw it. I've got 3 hours to get to school. If I hurry, I can give them back before class starts. And if not, I can afford to be a little late."
Peter showered, got dressed, and ate breakfast as fast as he could. He dashed out the door, waving goodbye to Mirko. Instead of heading for the train station, he ran into the city. Finding a small alley, he climbed onto a building and surveyed the area. Web swinging would draw too much attention, so his safest bet would be to jump from roof to roof on tall buildings.
Continuing to climb higher, Peter prayed nobody saw him and pulled out a phone. Finally reaching the top of a tall building, Peter prepared himself and jumped. It had been a while since he'd gotten around just by jumping, so he was a bit rusty. He almost overshot a few times, nearly ending up missing the building completely. He managed well enough though, and 70 minutes later, he reached the bar.
Peter pounded the door, a bit worried about his timeframe. "Hey, it's me! Anybody home?"
The door opened and Dabi was standing there.
"Peter? I thought you had to go to school today?"
"I do. I'm in a bit of a rush. Can you please get Toga for me?"
Dabi walked back inside, returning a minute later with the vampire girl.
"Hey Peter. What's up?"
"I meant to give these back to you, but I kept forgetting. Sorry about that." Peter reached into his bag and pulled out the knives. Toga looked overjoyed, while Dabi merely looked confused.
"You held onto those? Is that your blood?" Dabi wasn't sure what was stranger. That he'd kept knives that were used to injure him, or that he was giving them back to the person who injured him with them.
"Yeah. It's her property, and if she isn't going to prison, she may as well have them back."
"Thank you Peter." Toga accepted the knives and walked back inside.
"That was it? She usually gets really happy over tiny things. Now, I give her back her knives, knives that have my blood on them, and she barely reacts? Something's wrong. Is she feeling okay?"
Peter didn't have time to worry about it though. He still had to get to school, and he was slowly running out of time.
"I gotta go. Dabi, I'll be back around 3 if nothing else comes up."
"Looking forward to it then."
Dabi closed the metal door and Peter went back to roof-jumping.
Once inside, he was stopped by Toga. She was staring at the knives, a smile on her face at the sight of the blood, but her eyes seemed off.
"Do you think he's angry? For what we did? I'm happy I got his blood, but I feel bad for hurting him so much."
"...I wouldn't worry about it Toga. Even if he were upset, I don't think Peter is capable of staying angry over something for very long." Dabi patted her shoulder comfortingly before walking deeper into the bar.
The last 10 blocks or so, the buildings grew much shorter, so Peter couldn't jump around without risk of being seen. So, he climbed down into an alley and emerged, walking the rest of the way to UA. He still had time, he could make it.
When Peter got to class, nearly everybody was there. The only ones who hadn't shown up yet were Jiro and Ojiro. As soon as Peter walked in, everybody crowded him, all of them asking a million questions.
"Dude, where have you been?" Kaminari asked.
"What do you mean? I was enjoying my break." Peter didn't understand what the big deal was.
"Peter, you almost died. You looked terrible when we saw you. Then we find out you apparently left the hospital on your own and then you just disappeared for the entire break. We were worried about you." Mina clarified.
"O-oh. Well, as you can see, I'm all good now. Nothing's broken, shifted, or missing. 100% Peter, right here." He grinned at his classmates, which seemed to cheer them up a bit.
The last few minutes of the pre-class period was spent talking. Peter was a bit put off when Jiro walked into class. The wound on her forehead had healed, but there was a decent sized scar left behind. It looked kind of awesome honestly, though he doubted Jiro saw it that way. Ojiro looked fine though, so that was good.
The class was silenced when Mr. Aizawa walked in, looking annoyed. Well, annoyed for Mr. Aizawa, which basically meant he looked pissed off.
"Is something wrong sir?" Peter worriedly asked his teacher.
Aizawa only glared at Peter. "Nothing that you can help with Peter." He said simply before taking his place at the front of the class. "I would first like to say that you all did well handling yourselves at the USJ, though some of you overstepped your bounds quite a bit." Aizawa fixed his gaze on Peter, who fidgeted a bit in his seat. "However, your fight is just beginning."
Everybody in class stiffened.
"Our fight, ribbit?" Tsuyu tilted her head.
"Don't tell me." Midoriya paled.
"More villains?" Peter asked, a bit too calmly.
"The UA sports festival is coming up." Aizawa finished.
"THAT'S JUST A NORMAL SCHOOL THING!" Everybody except Peter shouted. Peter had no idea what this was, though he did vaguely remember the sports festivals back home. He always had to hold back and placed dead last in everything to avoid people noticing a change in his abilities. Maybe it would be fun to go as hard as he could finally.
"Is it really a good idea to have a sports festival so soon after a villain attack?" Jiro questioned their teacher's logic.
"It's because we've experienced a villain attack that we're doing this. The school board seems to think this is a good way to show that UA can't be shaken and is still as strong as ever. And if I were you, I'd prepare for this the best I could. The sports festival is a chance to get noticed by pros and receive internship offers. This is your opportunity to show the pros what you can do. Train as hard as you can, do your best, and give the best performance you can."
Aizawa then went on with his lesson, and the rest of the day continued as normal. There was a bit of a surprise at the end of the final period though. There was a mob of students in the hallway blocking the door.
"Um, hi?" Peter waved to the mass of students outside. They seemed to be waiting for something. "Uh...Can I help you? Do you need something?" Peter wasn't sure what to do here.
"They're scoping out the competition. HEY! YOU HERE TO SEE WHAT REAL HEROES LOOK LIKE?! OUT OF THE WAY EXTRAS!" Bakugo shoved past Peter and shouted at the crowd.
Iida jumped in from out of nowhere, robotically waving his arm at Bakugo. "YOU CAN'T KEEP CALLING PEOPLE EXTRAS JUST BECAUSE YOU DON'T KNOW THEM!"
"Does this guy have any friends?" Peter deadpanned at Bakugo. As he stared he saw some purple-haired kid with tired eyes walk in and start picking a fight with Bakugo, but he wasn't really listening. As he looked over the crowd, he noticed a familiar head of silver hair.
"Hey, Tetsutetsu!" Peter waved to the boy he'd met nearly a week ago. The crowd still wasn't moving, so Peter jumped onto the wall and walked over them.
"Peter? How ya doing bro? I heard about the USj attack."
"Yeah, I think everybody did. I'm guessing that's why everybody's here?" Peter scratched the back of his head shyly, still standing on the wall.
"Pretty much. Everybody wants to see what the class that survived a villain attack looks like. Turns out they're nothing special." He glared at Bakugo, clearly angry over his rude declaration.
"Yeah, well, you shouldn't worry about him. I promise we're all nice people, sparky over there is just a bit angry. All the time."
Tetsutetsu stared at Bakugo a little longer before shrugging.
"Whatever you say man. I'll see you at the sports festival." The silver-haired boy waved goodbye before walking down the hall. Peter jumped off the ceiling and followed him. He was almost out the door of the building before somebody called after him. Turning around, Peter saw Midoriya, Kaminari, Mina, Ojiro, and Kirishima standing there.
"Hey guys. What's up?"
"We wanted to know if you would be willing to train with us. You've got more experience than any of us, so you'd be a great training buddy." Kirishima raised a fist as he spoke.
"Yeah, yeah! Plus, we're not allowed to bring any support gear with us. If we can't use the awesome suits you made us, we may as well get as strong as possible." Mina joined in."
"Y-y-you don't h-have to if you're busy Peter. We'd understand." Midoriya stuttered out.
"No, it's cool." his friends all perked up. "I've got stuff to do today, but I can train with you tomorrow. I've got a few ideas on how to improve your abilities."
"Awesome! Thanks Peter." Kaminari fist pumped, happy to be receiving help.
Peter said his goodbyes to all his friends before walking to the train station. A train ride and a short walk later, and he was back at the familiar bar. Opening the door, he saw the villains he'd gotten to know these past few days sitting around the bar, looking bored. When Peter walked in, some of them perked up, though Kurogiri remained neutral, and Shigaraki seemed to sink further into his chair.
"Good day Peter." Mr. Compress greeted him, followed by the others.
"We were so bored waiting for you!" Toga whined. "You were gone for so long."
"I'm sorry, but I couldn't just leave school. I promise I missed you guys as well. What would I do without your charming smiles and welcoming attitudes in my life?" Peter grinned at all of them.
"Pft. Little smart-ass." Magne chuckled good heartedly.
"Thank you again for the knives Peter. Even when it's dry, your blood is beautiful." Peter had been a bit disturbed the first few times Toga had gone on about blood, but by now, he was used to it. It was weird, there was no denying that, but to be fair, everybody in the room, including Peter, was more than a little weird.
"She's been staring at those knives all day. I was worried about what she would do with them if you were gone much longer."
"HEY! It's not my fault his blood is so pretty big sis Mag. You're just jealous of it."
Peter laughed a little at the sight before him.
"Hey, just so you know, I won't be here tomorrow." The villains all turned to look at him, even Shigaraki slightly moved his head in Peter's direction. "My school's sports festival is coming up, and some of my friends asked me to help them train. I had no reason to refuse, so I agreed."
Many of them looked unhappy, especially Dabi and Toga, but they understood. Peter had other people in his life and he couldn't be around them all the time.
"Fine. Then at least make this day great. What story can you tell us next Peter?" Toga crept closer, her hands clasped together like she was praying there would be more.
"Yeah, I know, I'm your personal storybook. Just know, I'm running out of stories. Another day or two and you guys are going to know everything."
Today's story was about Morlun. He was one of Peter's most dangerous enemies. Twice they had fought, and twice, Peter had very nearly died. The only reason he survived either encounter was because he managed to outsmart him at the last second. Both times, despite his victory, he was out of commission for a few days because of his injuries.
Even the villains shivered a bit. They had all experienced for themselves how powerful Peter was. It was unnerving to hear about somebody so dangerous that he had nearly killed Peter twice.
The stories of Morlun took up the rest of the day. Peter waved them off but was stopped before he could leave the bar.
"Can I come to the festival?" Toga asked.
"What? No, of course not. Your face was on every news report, magazine, and newspaper out there after the USJ attack. You'd get caught before you even made it to the security screening. Can't you just watch on TV?"
"But I don't wanna. Can't I just take somebody's blood and sneak in?"
"You- Wha- NO! You can't just attack somebody and take their blood!" Peter tried to stay calm. He didn't want Toga to think he was angry, but he still needed to sound firm.
"I wouldn't kill them. I'd just knock them out and take some blood." Toga insisted.
"No, Toga. You can't attack people and take their blood. Wow, never thought I'd say that to somebody. Listen, I'm sorry, but you can't come. You can't attack people, and I don't want you getting caught just because you wanted to watch me at a sports festival. Just stay here with the others and watch it on TV."
Toga looked at the other villains. Personally, they didn't see the problem with her plan, especially if she wasn't going to kill the person. Even still, it would be pretty stupid if she were arrested trying to sneak into the sports festival, so they nodded to agree with him. Toga looked sad, but she too nodded.
"Hey, don't worry. When I get back, I'll tell you all about it."
"You promise?" Toga smiled a little.
"Yes, I promise to tell you everything about the sports festival." Peter raised a hand next to his head like he was swearing an oath.
Peter left the bar, leaving the inhabitants behind. A few minutes later, Toga walked towards the door.
"And where are you going?" Spinner asked her.
"To find somebody I can take blood from."
"Toga, no. He's right, this is a bad idea." Magne broke in.
"But big sis Mag, I don't want to watch a recording. I want to see everything happen in person." Toga whined.
"I understand that. I do. You think I don't want to go in person? We all do." She gestured to the others who nodded. Shigaraki of course did nothing. "But this plan can only go badly. Don't you think Peter would be sad if you got arrested, or if he found out you hurt somebody just to see him?"
Toga thought for a bit before sighing. With her head down and her shoulders slumped. She returned to her seat.
"Does...does he not want us there? I really won't kill anybody, I'd just take their blood. Does he just not want us to come?"
"Stop that." Dabi cut in. "You know that's not the case. He's looking out for you, keeping you from doing something stupid. This is for your safety."
Toga groaned, knowing he was right.
"You better not lose Peter."
The Next Day
School was out. Peter was so used to heading to the bar every day that he headed for the train station on reflex. But then he remembered that he was due for training with his friends. Doing a 180 turn, he headed back to school and found his friends. They headed down to gym gamma, which Kaminari had apparently requested earlier. The teacher supervising them was Snipe.
"Okay, when you train, you have 3 options. You can practice what you're good at, you can train your body so that you'll be capable of doing more, or you can try new things and push yourself. We've only got a week, so option 2 is out. You will be doing some practice with what you're good at, though I would prefer if we focused on option 3 today. Mina, you're first. Everybody else, either spar with each other or do some kind of physical training."
Mina walked over to Peter while the 4 boys crept to another corner of the gym.
"So, what's up? What are we doing first?" Mina asked excitedly.
"I've seen you use your quirk, and I've noticed you only made acid with your hands. Is there a reason for that?"
"Well, it's the only place I can make it from." Mina explained.
"So you say, but I know you've mentioned before that your acid is secreted like sweat through glands around your body. Around your body Mina. Sweat doesn't only come from your hands, so, in theory, your acid shouldn't either. Have you ever tried to create it from somewhere else?"
Mina hadn't. She'd just assumed she could only use her hands and never really tried to use any other part of her body.
"No, I haven't." She admitted.
"Okay, well try it now. Start simple, with your feet or something."
Mina took off her shoes and focused on her bare feet. She tried to think. She just had to do what she always did, just with her feet instead of her hands. It couldn't be that hard, how different were they really? They both had 5 protrusions, and were on the end of her limbs. See? Totally similar, right?
A minute passed, then two, and still nothing happened. Mina was growing frustrated, but she kept at it. Finally, she made some progress. It was tiny, but she saw tiny specks of the pale green acid beginning to appear on her feet. She was excited, but she remained focused. Mina pressed harder, and more acid began forming. Small amounts constantly came from her feet, forming small green pools around both of them.
"I did it! It worked!" Mina shouted excitedly.
"Good job. Now, I have one other idea. You can dilute your acid to make it kind of like lotion, right?" Mina nodded. "What if you made a gel shield? If I'm right and you really can produce acid from any point on your body, then you should be able to rapidly create some highly diluted acid on any part of your body. It wouldn't be anywhere near the level of Eijirou's hardening, but you'd be surprised how effective gel shields are if they're made properly. At the very least, you'd soften the impact from any hits you'd take."
It sounded like an interesting idea. Complicated, but it could work.
"I would say not to focus on that right now though. First, you should work on creating acid with other parts of your body as quickly and effectively as you can with your hands. We can work on the gel idea in 2 or 3 days." Mina nodded, agreeing with him. "Okay, now, keep practicing, I'm gonna help the others."
Peter left Mina to herself, allowing her to practice with her quirk. The next person he called was Kaminari.
"Okay, same as with Mina, I've got two ideas on how you can improve yourself. I don't know enough about your quirk to help you improve your wattage limit, so we'll focus on these. The first is your aim. The whole reason I made your suit capable of detaching pieces of itself was to counteract your bad aim. But you won't always have the suit, so you need to learn how to accurately target distant things on your own. Mr. Snipe?"
Snipe nodded and pulled out some small clay pigeons. Peter took them and set them down on the ground about 20 meters from Kaminari. "Imagine an invisible line, drawn between your finger and target. Focus your electricity, keep it controlled instead of letting it spark around. Clear your mind, think only of your target." Peter raised Kaminari's hand for him, pointing his finger at one of the clay pigeons.
Kaminari breathed deeply, closing one eye and focusing his attention on the pigeon. He didn't move, making sure his aim was perfect, before a single bolt of electricity emerged from his finger. It crackled, zig-zagging a bit, but it moved in a mostly straight line before hitting the pigeon dead on, making it explode.
"I got it!" He cheered.
"Good job. Keep trying, and try to reduce the time it takes you to aim before taking your shot." Peter instructed. Kaminari nodded, aiming his finger at the next pigeon. He took much less time to aim before firing, and again, he hit the target. Not pausing to celebrate, he moved to the next, then the next, reducing the time he took to aim each time. Soon, all the pigeons were gone.
"Good job. Now let's make it a bit harder." Peter pulled out the final few pigeons he had been given. "You're going to try hitting a moving target." Peter walked away, standing in front of Kaminari. He took one of the clay targets in his hand and tossed it into the air. Kaminari took his shot, but he missed, and the target fell back into Peter's hands. Again, Peter threw one up, and still Kaminari missed. This continued another 4 times and Kaminari was clearly getting agitated.
"Don't worry about it. You can't expect to be perfect right at the start. It just takes practice." Peter calmed his friend down. He raised the target again, and threw it above his head. Kaminari aimed his finger carefully and took his shot. This time, he hit the pigeon, blowing it up and raining broken clay pieces onto Peter. Congratulating him, Peter threw the next pigeon up, and again Kaminari destroyed it. A few throws later, and all the pigeons were destroyed.
"Great job. You improved way faster than I thought you would."
"Hell yeah! I'm awesome!" Kaminari cheered for himself.
"Now, are you ready for the next thing?" Kaminari nodded, so Peter led him to a corner of the gym where punching bags were hanging up.
"I've seen you charge your body with electricity, but that isn't always convenient. It adds a lot to your wattage limit and does much more than you need. I want you to try and charge a single part of your body. If you can't do it, try harder. I don't know if you have to focus to get your electricity to form around you or whatever, but just do whatever it is you do on just your arm."
Kaminari raised his arm, peering at it. His entire body covered itself in the familiar yellow electricity, but then it began disappearing. The crackling electricity around his body seemed to flow to his arm, leaving the rest of his body and covering his right arm. Soon, Kaminari's arm was covered in electricity while the rest of his body looked normal.
"Good. Now punch this." Peter gestured to the punching bag between them. Kaminari drew back his arm and forcefully struck the bag. The electricity on his arm immediately dissipated, channeling into the punching bag.
"Okay, not bad for a first try. Keep trying though. Try and shorten the time it takes to focus it, and try to use it on other parts of your body. And make sure it doesn't just disappear whenever you throw a punch. You need it to stay."
"Got it. Thanks man."
Peter left Kaminari to practice by himself. Next, he called Kirishima.
"Alright bro, what are we doing here?" Kirishima looked very excited to get started.
"Well, obviously we'll be doing some hand-to-hand practice at some point. With a quirk like yours, knowing how to fight is crucial. Today though, I want to see how hard you can make your body. Use your quirk and make your skin as hard as possible."
Kirishima raised his arms, hardening them. It must not have been enough, because he clicked his tongue in frustration. He looked like he was struggling, and his skin gradually became harder.
"Okay, that's good. Now, I want you to-"
NO!" Kirishima shouted.
"What?" Peter took a step back.
"I can do better. You were so manly back at the USJ, fighting all those villains, getting up from that big hit, and holding back that...thing. You fought something that took on All Might! If you can do that, then I can do better than this!" Kirishima shouted, still straining himself. His skin grew harder and...sharper? It looked like his skin was splintering, breaking, forming jagged edges. Even his eyes and teeth looked like they were becoming stronger. Kirishima groaned one last time before collapsing to one knee.
"Holy crap! Eijirou, are you alright?" Peter went to help his friend.
"Yeah. Yeah, actually. I feel great!" Kirishima stood up slowly. If Peter was being honest, he looked a bit scary. His teeth were longer and sharper. His skin had cracked and splintered, looking extremely tough, yet his body had jagged edges and spiky points all over it. He looked like something out of a nightmare.
"Hit me." He said.
"Um, are you sure? You look like you need he-"
"HIT ME!" Kirishima shouted again. "DO IT! I CAN TAKE IT!" He spread his arms, presenting himself to Peter. Peter wasn't sure what he should do here. Mr. Snipe still hadn't intervened, so he probably didn't think it was anything too dangerous. Sighing, Peter relented and threw a punch at Kirishima.
It bounced right off his skin.
"OW! What the-" Peter grabbed his hand in pain, not expecting Kirishima's skin to be so hard. He tried again, throwing a harder punch this time. It knocked him back, but Kirishima didn't appear hurt at all, while Peter was clutching his hand, grimacing.
"Okay, so you look terrifying, but you're really, really hard. That's...good?"
"Hell yeah! I did it!" Kirishima cheered.
"I am a bit concerned though. I mean, that's still your skin. It looks fine now, but when you go back to normal, will it repair itself or stay split open?" Peter stared at his friend worriedly.
Kirishima's expression darkened a little, but he shook it off. "Only one way to find out." He shut off his quirk, allowing his skin to return to normal. The process amazed Peter. His skin seemed to fit back together, repairing the damage it had done to itself. Kirishima then activated his quirk again, forcing himself into that extra hardened form. His skin split open once more, then he deactivated it, and it fixed itself again.
"That's so cool. Wait, it needs a name. What do you wanna call this awesome new ability of yours."
"Well...I've seen how strong you are. You lifted the zero pointer like it was nothing, but even you couldn't make me feel something when I was like that. So, how about…'unbreakable?'"
"I like it. That sounds awesome. I can see the headlines now. The Unbreakable Eijirou Kirishima." Peter dramatically spread his arms, talking like a news reporter. "Keep practicing, I'll be back later."
Peter walked off, calling Midoriya next.
"I think I know less about your quirk than I do about anybody else's in our class. From what I can gather, it's got something to do with energy. You charge your arm with that orange light and gain explosive strength, though you end up hurting yourself in the process. Is that right?"
"Y-yes, pretty much." Midoriya nodded his head.
"But, when you hit me during battle training, you didn't break your arm. Is it possible for you to contain your power, to limit yourself and use less energy?"
"Yeah. It was the first time I used it on a person, and I didn't want to use too much energy and accidentally hurt you too much."
"Well, we can use that. I would say to always hold yourself back, not just when you hit people. That way, you won't break yourself. Only use more of your power if you need too. The other thing is, can you only charge a single limb? I've seen you charge your arms and legs, but what if you tried to charge your whole body? Let the energy flow through you in a cycling motion, channeling it through all your limbs and your chest at the same time and empower yourself."
Midoriya was amazed. That made sense. He could boost the power output of his entire body all at once instead of just boosting a single limb at a time. If he used the fraction of his power he had used before, he could safely channel the power through his body and remain functional.
"I think...I think that might work."
"Then try it. Focus, build your energy, and send it through your body."
Midoriya stood ready. He got that feeling he always got when he used One For All, only he didn't focus on one limb this time. He let it flow, to go where it wanted, and run wild in his body. Nothing happened at first, but he soon started glowing. Orange at first, then green, with green electricity forming around his body. He relaxed a little, letting his focus drift, and the electricity dissipated immediately.
"That was good. It worked for a second there. Nice job man." Peter congratulated Midoriya, who already felt exhausted. "Keep practicing, I'm gonna help Ojiro now."
Peter walked off. He didn't know it, but he had just done something very important.
"So here's the deal Ojiro, I'm not sure what to do with you. I haven't known too many people with tails in my life, and it's not really a trainable quirk like the others have." Ojiro's face fell, thinking Peter wasn't going to help him. "So instead of giving you something to practice, you're going to fight me. I can't tell you to train some physical ability like I can with the others, so you and I are gonna train your fighting abilities. I'll teach you what I can in the time we have and improve your hand-to-hand abilities. Er, or is that hand-to-hand-to-tail abilities?"
Ojiro laughed a little. "Whatever you want is fine. So are we doing this now?"
"Yep. Whenever you're ready, just come at me."
"This should be a fun week." Peter thought to himself as Ojiro charged him with his fist raised.
Sports festival begins next chapter. It should be interesting now that some of them have gotten powers that they wouldn't have until much later. It just felt right though. Peter always pushes the people around him to do better, to be better. Honestly, I feel like it would be weirder if they DIDN'T get stronger sooner while he's here.
Also, to all you good lads out there, this is a call to arms. I want your ideas for the sports festival. I'll be keeping the obstacle course and 1 on 1 battles, but what do you want for the second stage? If you want, I can still do the cavalry battle, but if you want something else, just tell me. Free for all? Capture the flag? Whatever you want, just ask. Or you can be creative and make something. Come up with some big elaborate game to fill the second stage with. I don't know if you've ever read Friendly Foreign Dimensional Exchange Student, but the author of that fic did a great job coming up with this innovative, genuinely awesome second stage. Be creative, send me your ideas, and I'll use it if I like it.
Also, give me some obstacles for the 1st stage. I always found that part of the anime weird. They've got a 4 kilometer race and there are only 3 obstacles in the whole thing? I feel like there could be more. So, I want to hear from you guys in the reviews. Obstacles for the 1st course and games for the 2nd course. I look forward to seeing what you guys come up with.
As always, thank you for reading and remember to leave a review.
Aren signing off.